I am exhausted with my ever evolving sentinel for that very fat mousie. (mom saw him..he is as broad as he is long). He has an unfair advantage of being able to stay in the kitchen where he has all the appliances to get under and I can't reach him.
Here I am yesterday night on my blankies. Mom and I know they are poor pictures but they were taken late in very poor lighting. Please note my arms are thrown up over my head and my fangs are out in one picture and in the other I have my back turned..please not to think I am rude. Mom said she may include a red dogwood picture that she took Thursday last week.
|If you Biggafy, you'll see my fangs!|
|Black satin floating on a sea of froth.|
|Red Dogwood down the street last week.|