Dinner

Will said...' take a picture and tell everyone 'it rained half an inch or worms'! well...Will found these super worms while digging around to plant some perennials. We need worms just about every day and this is why:

This won't take many words...it's kind of self-explanatory; our little black cat, who was dumped off here last winter, has become the main cat. Although this may piss off other cats, it cannot be helped....He had no name.....we called him 'little kitty' because that is how we got him to come onto the carport in the beginning. But, in the end, that is a stupid name for a cat.

He is a talker; this you know if you have been with this blog for a while. He says 'Mouw!' He says it quite a lot. So, I said to Will, 'We should name him 'Mao Zedong' and Will says...'no...we should name him "Mousy Tongue!" so there you have it. He is quite the 'mouser', after all. A real killer.
Every evening, he runs to the little bridge over the ditch, and then to the dock, in hopes that we will take a few minutes out of our lives and catch him a tiny fish. or two . or three, maybe. And here is the daily scenario:
WAITING

WATCHING


GETTING

...and there you have it.