Paw Prints in Soy Sauce would be a great title for an existential book.
The July bug has been known to buzz around inside of a vase before, but not sure Jules is strong enough to knock one off a shelf.
Have we seen his feet? Could be? Who knows?
♫ I see a bad moon rising! ♫
I think all the thunder from the storm vibrated the owl to the edge of the shelf, then a breeze from an open window sent it over the edge.
Oh, no Goldie! Now you’re just adding insult to injury. First you steal his tape recorder and now his hat? We need a peace maker. Emergency call for PUCKY!
Or BCN cotton print fabric to make my own face masks.
The “Rocky Mountain” variety then?
Rhymes with base, face, place, trace.
Overhead movement triggers their predator alert since hawks can swoop out of the sky and carry them off for lunch!