Look who I found, right at her burrow!
Just as I was slowly making my way closer, along comes Mr. Jogger, who stops to chat. I almost hissed at him. Then Little Who flew away.
I focused intently on the trees as Mr. Jogger and his 6-pack sprinted away.
I am very much enjoying the gardens that surround me.
Sort of like adoption for me. I don’t have to be their primary caregiver to enjoy them. Actually, pretty much like my pregnancy with Bad Alice, when she never kicked me. Not Once. Just fluttered her sweet little arm.
Kind of makes me love them even more!
Not that I love either child or garden more.
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Oh! This could mean that I am lazy and enjoy less work.
In case you were wondering what the warning sign is about…
It says Owner has a BIG gun.
No. Not really.
It says we have a security system.
Now that just takes all the fun out of the element of surprise.