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After sitting through much more sad face at yet another Spring snowstorm, it looks like the weather has warmed to much more acceptable levels. Bustopher is manic about being able to get outside, and we have occasionally let him in the front door only to watch him circumnavigate the kitchen by way of the food bowls (to be sure they are still full) and trot right to the patio door, skipping outside again with his ears held high. He loves the sense of power and control he has over using ’sad face’ at the door in an attempt to guilt us for leaving him outside too long.

There have not been any more mice gifts, but there has been lots of sneaking around on the patio attempting to chase the birds away. He managed to tree a squirrel in our little hawthorn tree, sitting at the base of it watching with amusement as the squirrel sat, stunned, trying to determine his means of escape. For the split second that Bustopher turned his head, the squirrel leapt from the tree, Bustopher in high pursuit. Naturally, the critter got away.

And of course, the strong spring winds have kicked up many a dry leaf, and it’s highly amusing to watch Bustopher chase after them, his tail whipping around in frenzied delight.

Then, when he’s inside and restless, he gets into all sorts of shenanigans.

Climbing the kitchen cabinets is tops on the list. Harmon watches him climb ever higher, maybe with a mixture of jealousy and whimsy…..I just can hear him calling to Bustopher ‘You’re going to get in trouble!!’ and snickering behind his paw, while maybe silently wishing his girth did not prevent him from following.

Both of the cats are extremely happy about the catnip pushing from up from the earth outside. They spend many enthralled moments sniffing it and examining its progress, occasionally chasing each other away in an effort to enforce dominance over the weed. Once in a while Harmon will come inside looking quite fluffed up, with bits of dried leaves in his fur and a somewhat dazed expression on his face and I know he’s been out there rolling around in it. The guy just can’t help himself; he loves the stuff. Then he takes a really long nap. Really long.

We’re preparing for G-man’s 14th birthday this Saturday. It should be a rollicking good time!

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