Those of us who have come to our house as strays...I mean choosy selectors of real estate...get to maintain our outdoor privileges. Cory and her momma Ellie were adopted from a foster home...they don't know the lay of the land like we do, so they have to stay inside or be supervised.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Formerly Feral Friday
Cecilia: I'm so glad it stopped snowing and raining so I could get a bit of time outside. I was getting cabin fever! I've been doing my best to help my mom sweet talk Bojangles. I like him. Here he is slinking away after getting something to eat. It's still cold, so after I check out the yard, I curl up inside my basket on the deck. It used to be Madison's basket but I kind of took it over.I think it's time for mom to go basket shopping again...I'm guessing I'll get the new one, but I think it's up to me to pick, right?