The only way I can explain how 2 youngish robins got onto the front porch....is by one cat named Petey through the cat door in his mouth. One is d.o.a. and the other one bit me before I could release it to fly away. Petey got some cat food instead.
Grandma came and picked up 3 bags of girly clothes to gift to my neice courtesy of my girls hand me downs. Anyone who dares drive up my drive is getting something stuck in their vehicle beknownst to them or not. The repair guy is here...what shall I slip into his van??? Maybe he'd like the paint chalker thingy you see them use to make the lines on football feilds? mmmm, or how about some of my x's undies he left behind?