Before I get to today's post, I asked the magic hat to give me five winners for the Cat Magic giveaway, and they are:
Trisha, who favors the kittens, writes about mice and has us all very intrigued with this mention of the turkey
Charmaine Clancy, who knows exactly how spooky cats can be (a rattling doorknob would freak me out)
Margaret Claire, whose cat-loving sister should give her a big hug right now
bluebamboo, who in addition to loving the usual suspects wants an alpaca story (me, too -- will someone write this book, please)
Digillette, who reads, writes and converses with cats
Winners, when you have a chance please send your full name and ship-to address to LynnViehl@aol.com so I can send these books out to you. My thanks to everyone for joining in.
Onto the post:
This past Christmas my guy gave me some baskets of pointsettias to hang out on the front porch, which I hadn't taken down yet because I love the way they look (they also survived every cold snap and freeze we've had since December.) But lately they've been looking a bit droopy and sparse, so over the weekend I went out to finally take them down:
As soon as I touched the basket a little mourning dove flew out at my head and then went to perch in the tree nearby. I suspected at once why she was giving me the evil eye, but took down the basket to be sure. And sure enough, just like last year:
She's a few months early this time, but not like I can do anything about it now. Thus we will start off Spring with a little leftover Christmas to give Mama the time she needs for the twins.