Which Came First, the Chicken or the Egg?

I really don't care.

The lady has been looking for some excuse to post a photo of those peeps from up the hill. There are four of them now. When she posted on February 24, there was only one peep, newly hatched. Soon afterward, three more hatched. So, she has convinced me to allow just one more post about them, as a sort of update. But, that's it! And, I've insisted that she include a photo of me, and one of Elvis (it is our blog, after all). No more bird-dominated posts. Let them get their own blog!

Here are two photos (taken on Wednesday, February 25) of the peeps. There is one gold one (she/he is very bossy), one reddish brown (that was the first one hatched--the one in the
incubator photo), and two dark ones (one of whom is a bit of a runt). So, the lady calls the gold one Goldie and the runt, Runtie (oh, brother--real imaginative nicknames [rolling eyes]). The landlady will give them their names; the lady just likes to call them something when she's up there. Mostly, she just calls them peeps.

And, here are three of the little brain surgeons standing in their food bowl, scanning the horizon...hm, where could the food be? We can't find it.

The lady says they are fun to watch. They'll eat, drink, run around for a bit, then suddenly just fall down and sleep. Kinda sounds like my life. Heh, heh.

Anyway, here is the required photo of me,

and one of Elvis Pussley.

Head in the Clouds

Tristan and Crikey tagged me and my buddy, Elvis Pussley, for the "Fifth Photo Meme" that has been going around.

The rules are:
1. Open a document or file folder.
2. Click on the fifth folder.
3. Click on the fifth photo.
4. Post the photo and describe it.
5. Tag five other bloggers for the Meme.

The lady found this photo in her 'scenery' folder. The photo was taken a few days ago on one of those days when you are sure it will start raining any minute. Or, maybe not.

The lady told me that the human beans often "see" things in clouds and I wondered if cats can see stuff.

Yup. Heh, heh.


The five bloggers we are tagging for this Meme are:

Fin from Housecat Confidential
Abby and Stygia at T'abby Normal & The Stygian Panther
Tuck from Mr. Tuck's Neighborhood
**Franklin, Dobby, and Tasha over at Mishkat
Victor of Victor the Vampire Kitty

**"Tag List" update: Franklin, Dobby, and Tasha were already tagged by Tristan and Crikey. My bad. But, even if I delete them from my tag list, I think Abby and Stygia can count as two bloggers!

Wordless Wednesday

Lemons, Taco, and a Peep

The lady's friend and landlord J called from work and asked the lady if she could go up the hill and check on a chick that had just hatched in the incubator. The chick hatching is a minor miracle since the eggs in the incubator were in the fridge for a few days prior to being put in the incubator. This all happened due to a "massacre" of about 12 of the landlord's chickens back in January by the neighbor's dog (and the landlord's dog...who was incited by the neighbor dog). Anyway, J took the eggs from the fridge just in case she could get them to hatch. So, the lady went up the hill, and she took a photo so that you could see the little peep, just a few hours old.


I really have no interest in the affairs of birds except when they pertain to my entertainment needs, but the lady wanted me to pass along the story, so I did.

While she was up there, she was able to take a photo of one of the landlord's cats, Taco.

There are two cats: one boy, Butters, and one girl, Taco. They're both orange tabby cats (did you know that only 1/3 of orange tabby cats are female? In order for a female cat to be orange, she needs to have orange genes on both X chromosomes. To make an orange male cat, only one parent had to be orange. To make an orange female cat, both parents had to be orange). They are both very shy because they are rescued feral cats. Taco has recently become a bit more brave, and she will now eat a little food out of the landlady's hand. And since she knows the lady, she will allow her within 10 feet (but no closer!). I have chased both of them back up the hill when they dare to venture into MY AREA, but I hold no grudge against them.

It was a nice day today. It almost felt like Spring. Here is a photo for those folks in colder parts of the world.



I didn't do much today...checked out the bird feeder. Don't know why the birds leave when I show up. Heh, heh.

Warm

A call was put out for photos dealing with warmth. I have two to show you (taken on Thursday, February 19):

Elvis Pussley. The most important half is in the sun.

Me. Nice sunny area on some weeds. I was in full warmth mode until the lady came along and blocked part of the sun with her enormous shadow. Get outta the way!

Wiggle Worm

When the sun is shining and I'm feeling happy, I'll do a little something the lady calls "wiggle worm". Basically, I roll around on my back and from side to side, sort of twisting at the same time. Although it would be best to show it on a video (maybe some day), the following photos will give you an idea:

Step 1: appear as if nothing extremely exciting is about to happen.
Step 2: Suddenly, flip over and pause.
Step 3: Flip over and twist (show some claw in an attempt not to be too cute).
Repeat the flips and twists about four times.

Step 4: Rest.

Wordless Wednesday