My flowerbeds in the front yard have been sadly neglected longer than it has been raining non stop.
So the kids and I have been spending more time out front. We have been having some serious cabin fever over here.
The only one suffering from us hanging outside more is our cat 'tilda. She is the definition of a scaredy cat. She is afraid of everything. Loud noises, baby cries, cat toys...you name it. Wish we had known that before we adopted her from the humane society four years ago into our family of crazy.
Here she is getting lovins from Hite.
I would say this is a step up from when Caleb decides she needs food and water NOW and dumps it on her head when she is hiding in our foundation vents.
The little sisters love her too.
I feel like she took up the opossum motto to just "play dead" in hopes they would leave her alone.
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