Wednesday, January 2, 2013

A winter's tale

Most mornings find Cassie here . . . holdin' down the fort. 
Somebody's gotta do it.


Wait a minute.......What's that noise?


Over there!


At the deck door!


See it now?
That's one of those pushy Mourning Doves KNOCKING on the door!
Tap, tap, tap!


Oh, well.


THE END



5 comments:

  1. Lol!! Cassie!! Your cousins Polly and Maddie would have been through the glass after that birdie!

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  2. Typical....I have a cat just like that....the effort to move out of the sunshine is just too much bother....unless it's food of course:)

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  3. I don't blame her one bit! Dreaming away in a sea of sunshine... I'd join her if I lived closer. I haven't seen real sunshine in a week or more. You go, Cassie!

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  4. My oldest cat is so lazy...this sounds like something he'd do, too. In fact, it took until he was 8 years old before he caught something and ate it. I was so shocked I congratulated him for growing back his [previously removed] testicles, lol. And then a few years later when I found the tail of a mouse - and just the tail - in my bed, I wasn't so proud of him. Nowadays he spends his days sleeping on a heat register and avoiding the children. He deserves the rest - he's almost 15.

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  5. Smart cat! Cassie knew there was no way of possibly having that morning dove for breakfast so why expend the energy :) Very cute photos.

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