Clio suprised a possum in the bushes outside school yesterday, before the SuperBowl. Here she is with her quarry, which she did not get — though my arm is pretty sore today as a result.
She’s doing ok, for those who asked, but her pee problem is not any better. It’s always tricky, and I don’t really feel welcome at many people’s houses any more. There’s always an issue of “is she welcome? Is she really welcome?” and I’m rather indecisive about what to do about that.
I find it amusing that there are almost as many tags on this post as there are words in it 🙂
I find it amusing that there are almost as many tags on this post as there are words in it 🙂
The question is…
did the possum see its shadow.
The question is…
did the possum see its shadow.
My youngest Pixar saw her first doe a few weeks ago and with my still healing foot it was all I could do to hold on to her. She went nuts, trembling and whining. How is Clio’s bladder doing these days BTW?
My youngest Pixar saw her first doe a few weeks ago and with my still healing foot it was all I could do to hold on to her. She went nuts, trembling and whining. How is Clio’s bladder doing these days BTW?