Kane is having a drink here.
I love the back bushes especially the one behind the grave-yard where we daily walk our dog. So green, so full of life right now, so cool in the shade.
Lily of the Valley
Kane of the Woods
On my earlier walk this morning I came across a look-alike Lily cat.
Our Mr. Ed is deaf and toothless so we can't let him out in the yard like the other cats in case he wanders off. My plan is to purchase one of these cat dens for him once all life calms down after John's wedding. There are some nice models but we just want something simple that he can sit in and enjoy the grass under his paws. I want to enhance his kitty life for his remaining years and I think this will be the ticket. We adopted Ed at the age of 20 years. He came into the local shelter with 46 other cats from a seizure and the family of the woman who had to give them up said she had him for 20 years. If that is true, he is now 22 and going strong. When I picked up Ed at the shelter he looked like this...