I'm not most graceful when I get dressed in the mornings. So as I balanced, and lost balance, I dropped my foot... right onto Moby's tail. He's really not most happy with me these days. He recovered from that today, better than the head bonk. D sent me photos, including the one above, via email while I was at work, which cheered me considerably.
The balcony tomatoes are a loss. Small, but nevertheless totally tasteless. Will have to make different plans for next year. Something that likes heat, maybe chilies of some sort. Better part of a year to learn more, plan again.
Watching the birds flying, hoping a few stop by, as is the cat.
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you may have found a new way to upset Moby if you start growing chilis.
I started frying some scotch bonnets last night and Kitty rushed up to the bathroom and relieved herself on the mat to express extreme disapproval.
I havent trodden on her lately though!
Dale,
I love that you still stop by and leave a stone.
Rosie,
Scotch bonnets? Are you insane?
Not to blame the cat, but he actually ran into my shin, then laid under my feet... so, obviously my fault.
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