D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

Over the weekend the housemate discovered a rat in the laundry room, and her dog was not efficacious - she had to let it out herself. (She also thought it was a mouse; I had to explain that we get the native mini-rats here, not the cat-sized Norway rats.) They live in the garage; I hear and sometimes see them skittering along the shelves and up in the rafters when I go in there to get gardening tools or nosh from the freezer. Now she's talking about getting a barn cat or two. That would be truly exciting with the dogs. And not much of a life for the cats.

Gratuitous photo-D.O.P.-T.

My grapevine is coming to get you.




And the amaryllises say "Nyah nyah" to the neighbor who knocked down the fence and decapitated one of them. Also, "We are replicating!"