It has been a long time since I did a this and that post. Probably months and months! Better do one up for today, I should think.
In the wake of the Great Flood of 2014, there have been a lot of little things goin' on at my house. Little things that could very well add up to one big post containin' a little of this and a little of that.
Spring is late. No doubt about it. I have informed Mother Nature 'bout her slackin' bein' unappreciated but so far, I've heard nothin' back. How rude.
For the past week, the primroses have been starting to bloom but there are still way more buds than blooms and I have not yet been able to pose amongst them for my spring photo shoot. Same with the daffodils. Only the yellow ones are bloomin' and the bed is lookin' somewhat patchy. And the violets? They're comin' up, sure, but only leaves so far and not a single flower in sight.
Does Mother Nature not realise I have a spring photo shoot to do? Peeps out there are wantin' to see pictures of me with the flowers. They're awaitin' new pictures. I'm havin' to use pictures from previous springs in my posts. MOUSES!
Speakin' of violets... The peep is ever-so-pleased to see her special little fragrant violets are startin' to pop up through the soil. I inspected them yesterday and let me tell you... I've never seen anythin' so little and piddly and piddly and little before in my life. Totally useless. I really can't see myself posin' with those. One paw in the wrong spot and... well... SQUISH. Know what I mean?
Oohhh... but I've got some big news. WE HAVE SWALLOWS! It's true. There are swallows nestin' in the overhang of the garage. Peep says they might be barn swallows which is weird 'cause we don't have a barn and they're nestin' in the garage. Anyone out there ever hear of garage swallows?
I've been babysitting 'em. We cats all have. The swallows don't mind.
Every time the peep comes round to that side of the garage, she finds one of us cats lyin' down on the ground just below where the swallows appear to have their nest. We can't really see the nest although Ol' Peepers thought she saw some nestin' material stickin' out of the little opening.
We cats haven't actually been sittin' on the eggs keeping 'em warm or anything like that. No, we just lie there, below their nest, protectin' it from marauding nosey neighbour cats and whatnot.
Like I said, the swallows don't mind my fur-fam at all. On the contrary, we're all pals. The peeps, on the other paw, are somethin' else. Whenever the peeps come around the corner, there's a wild flurry of wings and the parent swallows fly off. They fly off so quickly, it's all just a blur but the sound lets the peeps know they've just had a swallow fly-by.
Numerous times, I have tried to explain to the swallows that really, my peeps will do 'em no harm but so far, they're not buyin' it. Swallows are smart, you see. Swallows know that humans cause the vast majority of songbird related deaths in the world. The swallows feel safe with us cats but peeps are a different matter. Let's just say that peeps are a totally different species of trouble.
Yesterday, for the first time in two whole years, Peep #1 finally figured out that the brambles growin' next to my Japanese Moon Garden have to go. I have been tellin' her to get rid of those things for two years now and only yesterday, did she start cutting 'em down. I think she's goin' hard of hearin' or somethin'.
I call the garden that 'cause Japanese Moon Garden sounds so pretty but really, it's not a Japanese garden and no one is allowed to moon anyone while in there. What's that Peepers? The moon refers to the moon in the sky 'cause the plants are light-coloured and glisten in the moonlight? Interestin'... Who knew? Oh yeah, and I guess the Japanese honeysuckle is kinda Japanese. My name for the garden is makin' more and more sense by the minute. MOUSES!
From what I've heard, the deck next to my Japanese Moon Garden is probably goin' bye-bye this summer. Sure do hope the peep manages to salvage my honeysuckles. They attract the hummingbirds and you all know how I love my hummers.
But back to the brambles. You should have seen the peep! She got scratched so many times I lost count. Those moused-up brambles kept reachin' out and grabbin' at her clothes and skin while she went at 'em with the secateurs. FINALLY, they were all down and most of 'em have been snipped up and put in the green bin, waitin' to be carted away on the next garbage day for compostin'. She pretty much filled the bin to the brim so the rest will have to wait 'til the bin is empty, I guess.
You know, those brambles would not have gotten so out of paw had the peep listened to me two years ago when I told her they were in my way every time I tried to walk from the front yard into the back and visa versa. MOUSES!
And finally, I should just mention about the fur that flew last night.
Howls and yowls and then yowls and howls could be heard emanatin' from the basement. At first I thought, did a rocky raccoon get into my house? Then I recognised the voices and realised... Nope, not rockies. Only marmies.
My two marmalade brothers were goin' at it. For some reason, Rushton and Seville just don't get along with one another. Actually, for the last month or so, the peeps have been commenting on how they have been gettin' along better but I guess, really, they were just savin' up their animosity.
Peep #1 went downstairs and picked up Seville, noticing a big wad of marmalade fur that did not belong to him 'cause it was too long, stuck to his paw. I heard her tellin' Rushton to get his tail upstairs and sure enough, Rushy ran up the stairs. She then brought Sivvers up and proceeded to calm the two of 'em down which really required not much more than bein' separated from one another.
But this mornin'! This mornin', Ol' Peepers went downstairs and found a small cat's worth of marmie fur in the furnace room. Those two must have been really goin' at it. A real knock 'em down, rollin' on the floor with whappy paws kind of fight. Needless to say, they're both pawin' on thin ice with the peeps right now. Rushton is tryin' to convince Peep #1 that he was just sheddin' on account of it bein' spring and all but so far, she's not buyin' it. MOUSES!
So that's about it for my this and that post, I think. I was gonna write about the smoke yesterday but I'll save that for a future post. Maybe a post all to itself. You'll just have to just stay tuned for that one.