The last couple of days have been warm enough for the ticks to come out. I pulled six or seven of them off me after going for a walk in the woods with Lenore this afternoon.
But the warm weather also means the cats actually want to be outside. Today Minnie sat by the rocker and when I came out of the house started meowing her cigarette meow. I guess we’re getting to know each other pretty well. I scooped her up and put her on the rocker. She stopped making noise and settled in.
When I came back from Glens Falls, where I picked up the free motion spring foot for my new machine, Flo as warming herself on the slate porch. Soon the gray hen wandered over and Flo moved to the other rocker. Unlike Minnie, Flo doesn’t think she a chicken. Flo knows she’s the queen.