Rainy day. You can barely see Jellico behind Little One on their side of the cathouse roof.

While on the other side of the roof, Tim is in the corner and PuddyTat is atop the annex.
who said nobody cares what I think.



Susan and Lisa invited me to join them for pizza and Team Trivia at the Blue Moon Cafe in Marietta, GA. The pizza was excellent. The people are wonderful and fun. The trivia went from simple to Huh? This team won last week and had a 50 gift certificate to spend. Made the evening even better. Now they have another one. I didn't contribute much but the others have excellent memories for useless stuff. Thanks for including me.
It's very easy to tell someone else to suck it up and carry a cross--as long as you don't have to carry it with them.
The Suffragan Bishop for Baseball has posted the following rubrics for the observation of baseball in the Episcopal Church:
1. Home is Where the Heart is - Conne & Babe
In a recent NYT opinion piece, Barbara Ehrenreich asks "Is it now a crime to be poor?" Her article is disturbing to me tho obviously not to others.
1. Sky Pilot - Eric Burden & Animals
Father Jake Stops the World is back! Hallelujah!
When Tractor Supply sold me grass seed that was supposed to be quick germinating, they sold the right stuff. As of Tuesday this was very dry, brown dirt and whatever seeds the mourning doves hadn't eaten. We had a lovely all day rain Wednesday and suddenly there were green sprouts yesterday afternoon. We had more rain last night and suddenly I have grass. Wow. It isn't quite ready to mow but it looks wonderful to me.
in Congress would be better off if they just shut up. The longer they talk, the more they repeat their unbelievable prejudices and lies, the less respect I have for anyone who claims to be either Republican or conservative. I suppose they should be admired for their ability to stir up the fearful and stupids among us. At that they are very effective. Ugh.
The new tiny cat made Dudie's acquaintance. S/he doesn't look like a kitten. Scared but comes when I call it, tho to the food not to me, so belongs/ed to someone. Or maybe it is just really hungry. Ate a whole can of catfood and some dry. The girls watched from the cathouse roof until I pointed the camera at them. PuddyTat hates the camera and runs. I just hope the little one isn't a fertile female! And that s/he figures out where s/he lives and goes home with the owners.