WHEW! I got through cutting the grass about 3 minutes into the rain storm. The rain actually felt pretty good to my old tired body by then…but the lightning was too close for comfort! Man I am beat.
This is one of the kitties that I feed everyday…She is a loving little cat…and she has been here for years after she just started coming around and adopted me. Her name?…kitty-kitty.
Another one of my adoptees….
Isn’t he pretty? He was born to a neighborhood cat on my street and is called…“kitty-kitty” 2. He also adopted me. They say it is good luck for a black cat to adopt you. He loves all over my legs, but when I try to pet him, he shies away.
There is one more cat that comes here to eat, and after talking to one of my neighbors, I have found out that he has adopted several of us and has several aliases …I call him, “The Professor” because he looks like one…a very old one! One day, I may get a picture of him, but he is skittish, so it may be awhile.
Earlier, I took Wyatt to show him the little baby chicks running around outside. As soon as he saw them, he goes running over to the neighbor’s yard chasing one of them… and I go running after him, and what do I do???
That’s right…I nearly break my fool neck.
The neighbor’s spigot is surrounded by a huge broken clay pot and I never saw it, as I was trying to catch Wyatt before he got hurt on some of the tons of junk they have laying around. The next thing I know, I am flailing, trying to catch my balance…with the thought of… “oh Lord…please don’t let me fall again and break something else” running through my mind.
I went a good 12 feet hopping, wobbling and toppling like a dang nut before I came to a stop…UPRIGHT …THANK YOU GOD….but with a 2 inch scrape around the entire front of the bottom of my leg. Right where the top of the sock is. A knot the size of a goose egg soon came up on it.
Sheesh, it hurts…but at least I am still in one piece. While I was flailing around, I also stubbed my dang left middle finger on their junk car door…so it is stiff as a dead door nail, but at least it is still usable!
Bless his little heart…seeing me bent over…Wyatt came up to me saying,
“ maw-maw hurt???”
I love that baby…
We ; Amanda, Dan and I … and the two W’s … went to Madison today. I had to buy a new broom…done wore my other one out finally…and Wyatt also had to have a hair cut. He was beginning to look like a little girl! He got his hair cut at Wal-Mart this time and while there, he had to have some shorts too.
Just look at what he did with he shorts….
Our little NUN!!!! lol
He thought he was soooooooo cool!!! He was yelling for his Uncle Dan to look at his HAT! ( This was before his hair cut! )
Wyatt calls his baby brother “Wee Will” and is a very good big brother most of the time.
“WEE WILL” beginning to crawl.
The other day, we got the exer-saucer ( a walker type thing that a baby can sit in, with toys all around it ) out of the shed so that we would have something for Will to sit in at my house besides the car seat or the bassinet.
Would you believe that Wyatt remembered that thing as being his? Yep, and he even had to sit in it again! We could sure tell just how much he had grown by seeing him in that thing!
He had to look at and play with all the little toys on it and you could tell that he was so happy seeing it again! It was like he had met up with a long lost buddy of his! He was laughing and yelling, “ weeeee…weeeeee!” as he spun himself around and around in the seat!
Then today, when we put Will in it… well, at first Wyatt didn’t pay any attention… but then when he did…oh my…he started saying…“Nooooooo…noooooooooo…Wee Will”.
It was when he started trying to pull Will out by his arms, his mama had to step in and give Wyatt a little talk! Soon, he was okay with it, but I noticed that he would not even look in that direction!
Yep…and it was after that, that I decided to take Wyatt outside to see the baby chicks...
And we all know how that turned out for his “maw-maw” don’t we??!
GOD BLESS YOU ALL.