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I was seriously overdressed today, in a heavy long-sleeved T-shirt like I wore yesterday. The sun came out and stayed out, and the temperature shot up. I belatedly saw the Chron guy is promising us a heatwave this weekend.
I was putting laundry on the line when I noticed Prudence watching me. In fact she explored all around me, then when I put the laundry basket and the bag of pegs on the chair behind the garage, she withdrew from the area into the back porch room, and sat there licking her chops as I walked past. Alright then, put down some food, which she ate a bit of.
In the late afternoon, after it cooled down, I took a walk without the housemate, who was off communing with playing cards. Went past the House of Five Lions, where I disturbed the orange long-haired cat, who was lying on the pavement and annoyedly slipped under the gate into the driveway, where the black and white spotted longhaired cat was already lying. Then I noticed lying on the porch steps ... a raccoon. Not the biggest or the healthiest, but the ones that visit our porch set a high standard. It shuffled across the small front lawn as I watched. Another ginger cat, shorthaired and I think a local escapee rather than one of the household, followed it. So it jumped up into a wooden half-barrel beside the porch, and curled up.
I was putting laundry on the line when I noticed Prudence watching me. In fact she explored all around me, then when I put the laundry basket and the bag of pegs on the chair behind the garage, she withdrew from the area into the back porch room, and sat there licking her chops as I walked past. Alright then, put down some food, which she ate a bit of.
In the late afternoon, after it cooled down, I took a walk without the housemate, who was off communing with playing cards. Went past the House of Five Lions, where I disturbed the orange long-haired cat, who was lying on the pavement and annoyedly slipped under the gate into the driveway, where the black and white spotted longhaired cat was already lying. Then I noticed lying on the porch steps ... a raccoon. Not the biggest or the healthiest, but the ones that visit our porch set a high standard. It shuffled across the small front lawn as I watched. Another ginger cat, shorthaired and I think a local escapee rather than one of the household, followed it. So it jumped up into a wooden half-barrel beside the porch, and curled up.