This morning the Niglet was whining and about to pee the bed so we set out on Dawg Patrol at the crack of dawn. I hate to say it but the spring blossoms are starting to blow away in earnest now…
I wanted to take a vid of them blowing and swirling in
the wind like snowflakes but Mother Nature
doesn’t always pose for pics…
They’ll all be gone in a week…
😞
Your Sunday Morning Hoople Head
reports that all is well: no marauding coyotes, no fiendish
senior delinquents.
I’ve ordered Flapz to return to base from Prince George in BC.
He left town early to beat the crack heads and pan handlers and has already
encountered two targets of opportunity:
The bottom one’s a lynx.
Flapz is having his own problems with Mother Nature
and photography too.
I’ve ordered Flapz to attempt a live capture on both and hopefully we’ll have some interesting new pets when he gets home later today. 👍
Welp… I have time for a coffee and a Dead Baby cigar… then I gotta fire up Big Red and head out to church. You guys have yourselves a great Sunday - and thanks for dropping by.
Filthie
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