Cinnamon rolls

 I love our Cinnamon. He is such a hoot. He lives for his walkies. He's so happy with the warmer weather, too. He defers to Nutmeg, she is the alpha. We miss our Daisy and Annabelle, but they have done well being rehomed. Cat aggression has torn us apart. We are healing. JB misses his Annabelle, who would snuggle so much. 

Back to Cinnamon. He led me down to the backyard. 

There were lots of tracks, I've reset two trailcams here. We'll see what turns up. Meantime, there were good smells. Cinn decided to mush the wee aspen tree, which the deer have chopped off in their winter hunger.

Off we went, back towards the house. Such a beautiful blue sky! I looked back, and hee he comes. "Wait for meeeee!"

In the evening sunset, he took a wee trip to the back 40. I filmed from the back deck. Cinnamon backyard 1

 

  

I caught him on the trailcam, on the same trip. Cinnamon backyard 2

 

  Feral Oregano appeared on the trailcam, as did Nutmeg! Click if you want to see him.

Down at the edge of the wetland, he was madly sniffing. The hares come to the spots where the sun has warmed the trees and the grasses will grow first.