Jim got this nickname when he was on a military assignment in Korea. It happened in a bar after an encounter with too much soju. The details shall remain undisclosed, but I called him “monkey boy” for an entirely different reason while he was building the garden/water feature.
Would Jim appreciate me putting these butt views on my blog for all to see? Or the great fashion statement he’s making with the CROCS & socks?!?! No, he would not! So don’t tell him. He doesn’t read the kittybunnychicken, and what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. If this guy kicks the bucket, I’m going to have to hire a gymnast to maintain this garden. I actually tried to pull some weeds yesterday and nearly fell headfirst into the pond. Come to think of it, if Jim does leave me on this Earth alone, I’m going to have to hire a team of cooks, scientists, laborers and mechanics to maintain my lifestyle. I really should be nicer to that boy.
Speaking of the garden…we added some solar lights and candles for night time enjoyment.
Tony loves to drink from the from the garden and pretend he’s a dangerous mountain lion patrolling his territory.
Rowdy, on the other hand, likes to pretend she’s a beautiful kitty queen statue.
When she’s not playing in her toilet paper fort!
How are the ducks you ask? Huge, disgusting and a giant pain in the a**! But here’s a cute video of their daily pool party.
I am so ready for these guys to fly away! They’re destroying our sod and making my back yard smell like a zoo. Sorry Martha & Irl. Just a few more weeks I promise!