It was a very handsome and young looking healthy and well furred Ginger boy. He had leaped VERY high to get to our deck. As he walked past the window and I was having a hissy fit, mom opened the deck door and shouted very loudly telling him to "Git GONE"! After two shouts at him, he jumped to the ground. That was paw jarring jump for him just as the leap to get ONTO the deck was also impressive, BUT! No Gingers or anyone else allowed. EVER! NOT WELCOME GINGER BOY! GO AWAY! (but you are a looker I have to admit). No spraying on either side of the window glass thank goodness mommy said. *I* don't spray but you never know what will happen if I get startled. So far so good. I have spent hours at all of the windows since.
|On Patrol. Looking for Ginger Boy!|
Donkey was afraid he would have to go to a nursing home as he is so in need of skilled nursing care. Mom said no, not now anyway. I think he brought his favorite wingmen in just to keep from having to leave home here. They can surround him (which they did) and prevent his departure to places he does NOT want to go. Know what I mean?