There’s just more of you to love Wowdy!
Photo credit: Leslie Kirk
Rowdy has discovered TV. This girl is four years old and she’s never given a hoot about TV in her life. None of the cats I’ve ever owned have EVER cared about it and I’ve only seen one cat who did.
Roxy lives in Springfield, Virginia with my Uncle Sonny & Aunt Carol. She is a pampered, plump rescue cat who rules the roost at their house! Her “parents” have several DVDs that Roxy likes to watch involving squirrels, hamsters, all kinds of birds, butterflies and even FISH! I’ve watched her glued to the set many times and it is hilarious to see her bat at the screen and try to look around behind it for critters.
Then one night this week we were watching a DUCKumentary in our living room. (No, it had nothing to do with those guys with beards!) Rowdy heard some quacking and pranced in to see where the noise was coming from. She turned toward the TV and stared at it as though she were under a spell.
She watched the whole show and then we turned off the telly and went to bed. The next night we were watching a Netflix documentary on birdwatchers in Central Park, (We are really exciting people) and once again, she dashed into the room to see what was on the menu. I thought she might enjoy getting closer so I pushed the ottoman under her ample butt and there she remained for the full hour.
Now she watches anything that’s on. Today I walked into the living room to see her deeply involved in SpongeBob Squarepants. (I don’t know how it got on that channel, honest!)
She told Buster all about the new exciting thing in the house and he’s getting some weird ideas of his own.
I’ll see Buster Man.
I’ve been trying to get a photo of this beautiful bird for weeks. He stops in my backyard for snacks, and to rub elbows with the regular birds, cuz that’s the kind of guy he is.
It’s not a great photo but I can’t get too close because he HATES publicity! I just had time to grab my camera when he stopped to sign an autograph for Miss Brown.
Then in a moment, he sensed the encroaching paparazzi and…
Jim said it’s not correct to call him a “Redbird”. He said he’s a CARDINAL but I kinda doubt it. We mostly have protestants in our ‘hood.
My bird feeders don’t work well when we have snow and/or ice and this morning we had both.
I put a pan with birdseed under the feeders and it didn’t take long for them to find it.
Sammy watched the morning buffet with great interest.
A local celebrity stopped by, but did not join the masses for the feast.
Mrs. Dove would not pose for the camera. She was very mad that Mr. Dove had to drive all the way in to Maxwell AFB just to be told when he got there, that he should go home!
When we get snow in the South we make a very bid deal over it. I took a pic of our casa because I’m not sure I’ll have another chance to take one with the white stuff. It wasn’t very much and it’s not sticking, but I think it looks nice.
The Burlingame critters and humans love this time of year! Buster enjoys the brown fallen leaves because he likes to pretend he’s a wild bunny hiding out in the woods.
Sammy gets into the spirit by helping with the garland.
Mulder assesses the decorating efforts of the humans.
Rowdy enjoys the fireplace.
And she catches up with old friends she hasn’t seen in a whole year.
Plus this girl is a big help with unloading the holiday groceries.
Any my brave husband goes on his yearly hunting trip to bag a ferocious tree for our living room.
This year I persuaded an agile construction worker to climb my roof and put a Santa hat on my weather vane!