It did entertain the cats. The birds quickly learned that the cats couldn’t get them.
Keeping her in my prayers.
I make a rich potato soup when it’s cold. I add either ham or bacon (sometimes both).
I miss my birdfeeder!
Miss Pookie Poo licks my nose, but wants no kisses or anything other than pets. Mr. Tommy rubs his chin or cheek along my face, and wants me to do the same in return. If he’s laying on my shoulder, he likes it when I lean my head against him. He also likes a kiss on his head.
I use a plastic reusable straw. It would be hard for my two to drag it off.
We learned the hard way that we can’t leave our face masks out where Pookie Poo can reach them. When I hand wash them after use, I click them into the cabinet above the sink so they can drip dry. My husband takes them down in the morning when he puts away the previous night’s dishes. He put them up, but Pookie found them and dragged them onto the floor by the loops. Now he has to put them in a cabinet. We have to remind each other to take them as we leave the house. There’s a spare set in the car, but we don’t like them as much.
We had a huge one that came off an appliance. It was thick and very long. I made it into a circle and Mr. Tommy loves it, right until he bats it under something where he can’t retrieve it, then my husband gets it for him.
I took the “zip open” thick plastic piece off a supplement bottle yesterday and gave it to Miss Pookie Poo. Mr. Tommy saw this and immediately came over to claim it. He doesn’t allow his sister to play. The only time she gets away with it is when he’s sleeping on the bed. Then I give her quiet toys she can bat around. I bat them right back to her until she loses interest.
Happy birthday to you both!