Beasts

Last night, we expressed the desire to sleep in this morning. Neither of us terribly hopeful, but thought it would be nice.

At 6, two neighbors were screeching at each other just outside our garage. Went on for several minutes. Moby acutely alert, one front paw on my shin, the other held to his belly, ears perked, eyes alarmed. When he finally decided that was quite enough and jumped off, I looked out the window to see if they were still there.

Huge Orange Cat and new-to-me young black cat - both still in the "And one more thing, buddy... !" stance. I tapped on the window, they scattered. Younger cat beneath the window and north, Orange Brute the other direction. I suspect they were disputing access to the garage. When I turned on the engine yesterday morning, Orange Brute ran out past me. I need to clean out the accumulated tree debris from in there, maybe slap on some paint to improve visibility. Orange Brute will still linger there, but with less of this smell.

Moby hates loud conflict.

Luckily, I was able to drift back off, which was lovely. Not often one gets what one merely wishes for.

Still have to do the biometric testing to get my health insurance discount. It really pays, so I do it.

Hacking up weeds, and plastic netting from the sod, in preparation for some soil and clover seeds. Flowers still being shy, but then, it is only early May. Put the geranium that survived inside for the winter, out by the tomatoes - to confuse the bugges. And to look purty. Pease are looking alive, chives appeared from unpromising beginnings last year, chard is knee high, tomatoes all surviving so far. Jalapeño seems content. Ravenna grasses alive, but small. Thyme returning. Turkish veronica from last May blooming away, intensely purple.

Yup, more clover and sweep out the garage. Sounds like a Plan.