This is the day when everybody in Spokane who is NOT doing the Bloomsday run stays well out of the main course, stays home, doesn’t go to restaurants, and doesn’t go shopping. 😉
Outside of that, it’s a gorgeous day, the white peony has blooms all over so huge they look like Mexican wedding flowers—over 10″ across, the red peony is beginning to bloom, the hawthorn has a branch gone all red-pink with little rosettes, and some of the tulips are hanging in. The pond lilies are trying to grow, and the quince has been blooming for weeks, undiminished.
It’s a gorgeous day out there.
Happy Star Wars Day to all and many happy returns of it, Beltane, SPRING! and etc.,
I really do need to get out and walk about with my camera to prove photographically that things do actually grow and that green is a color that can be found in nature here in the Flatlands.
I was kind of hoping that we would have cliff swallows up under the eaves again like last year. The vent for my range hood picks up their cheeping and it is rather cheerful. (If I find out that they built a nest this year and the maintenance guys knocked it down, I am going to be loudly upset to the manager about it.)
The last two weeks, we had unseasonably cool, rainy weather. This was good, very welcome! — But this week, it’s giving way to sunny, hot, normal weather for here, moving toward summer.
The moist cat food you recommended:
The tuna and salmon flavor is a hit. Both cats quite happy with it. I’ll try another (3rd) flavor also.
The ocean whitefish and crab flavor? Mr. Assertive (Smokey) likes it, but it’s apparently “rich” for him. Mr. Non-Assertive (Goober) still refuses, which makes me wonder if it’s the taste/smell or an allergy. Anyway, no-go for him. So I will try the remaining cups as “side dishes” for each cat and see how it goes. A serving of another flavor, with a bit of this flavor to taste might work.
They’re good for dry food and moist food for a while. We’ll run through the not-so-hot flavor soon enough.
I climbed onto the roof yesterday to inspect the roofing job; found one spot with slight bubbling, about the size of my hand, and a hole in the coating. The roofers had left me some of the coating, so I decanted a cup or so (that stuff is as thick as peanut butter, but much harder to spread!) and repainted the area with the defect. Fortuitously, that appears to be the only spot with trouble…
Tonight, the new(ish) cat arrives. One hopes that Zorro and Junior will quickly reach an accord; we’re still trying to figure out where food dishes and litterboxes will be deployed so as to cause the least friction. Junior has to take some pills and additives, and is on an all-gooshyfood diet; we converted Zorro to gooshyfood over the last week, for ease of feeding, and she is not complaining. The pills probably won’t affect Zorro if she helps herself to leftovers, but we need to make sure Junior gets his food and meds. Junior is a rather shy and retiring cat, unlike Ms. Pushy, but he likes DH and myself, so one hopes it will all work out.
Feliway. Your local Petco, or the like. Or the vet. Happy-juice.
We had a deal introducing Jane’s Elrond to my Khym—til the night we had a good ol’ Oklahoma supercell thunder-boomer. One crack and the cats both vanished. We found them hiding in the dining room under the same chair.
I wish I could get Sophie to come near me. Although she’s much better now than she was when I first got her. She at least comes up and will sniff, but then moves away. That might also be because Sydney, the oldest, will try to jump in and get between us. Maggie, Sophie’s sister, will jump up on my chair in anticipation of me sitting in it and then will go crazy as I pet her, doing flips and slamming into me as she does them. Sophie will jump up onto the back of the couch when I go out the front door and look at me through the window. If I put my hand on the window, she’ll swat at it with her paw, but wouldn’t do that if there were no glass between us. Well, I should be glad that we’ve come this far and that she doesn’t run and hide every time I move. I’ve found her lying on the floor next to my office chair even though Sydney’s not in the room….so there’s hope.
Right now the garden is gorgeous; rhodies and azaleas are close to blooming, and two of our large peonies, a white and a red-purple, are covered in blooms. The hawthorne tree, in new leaf, is now red-pink with tiny rosettes, a real Maxfield Parrish tree (he was a popular artist noted for such trees in his pictures.)
The neighbor’s mango tree is laden with fruit, especially the part that droops over our fence. Traditionally, if your neighbor’s tree hangs into your yard, you get both the leaves and the fruit, but there are enough this year to share. I had to prop up one branch that was sagging onto the ground because it was completely covered in mangoes.
Can Junior still tolerate a bit of dry food? Zorro wouldn’t have to give up dry altogether if so.
It sounds like Junior will make a good addition. The shy, retiring sort of cat usually is. …And any cat who likes books is fine. 😀 I hope he’s the easy-going sort instead of the anxious sort.
Best of luck to Junior and Zorro, adjusting. But they may decide this is a good deal. Zorro might like a not-so-pushy beau. Maybe Junior likes a take-charge kinda gal? Heh. Good luck, anyway.
I think while I hadn’t noticed that my two are now past 9 and 5. How I missed this…it’s been an odd many months.
Those mangoes sound terrific!