We've had a thaw and my snowfolks have melted away. Such is the state of the January thaw.
The fog, from the temperature inversion, was moody.
The cats are happy the sidewalk is dry. They play on the caterpillar. Hubby watches his football.
Buster is a fabulous big brother. With the thaw, the field mice are accessible again. He had one for breakfast yesterday. Today, he must have caught two, as he shared one with baby Dorah. They are five months old, now. Happy little girls. It is a good life!
|My happy Dorah. Tenderizing her mouse.|
|The goldfish pond began to melt.|