I took this photo last summer, of Effie slavering over the unripe blackberries she had been checking out. This year she has shown no interest in them at all, even when they were ripe. I think she does really cute things with her tongue.
Her cute look elevated my morale after reading the NOAA wildfire reports and predictions. It was a tad demoralizing to learn that I am not cut out for life on earth, but hey, I’ve had a fair number of decades to prove I am blessed with some kind of knack for survival–aka God’s preserving grace.
I have a wonderful husband, a compatible cat, a pleasant home, and a well-matched church. Smoke happens. I’ve been outdoors only briefly, to run up the hill to get any eggs our hens have laid, and down the hill to pick up our mail. I feel a little cooped up, staying in the house so much, and very ready to get back to fishing in the Snake River again. The fires have kept us from fishing for three whole weeks.
Like most nuisances, smoke doesn’t stay forever.
Great pic!
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Thank you, LeeAnn! I’m not sure how much credit I can take–she’s a natural!
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Cats definitely do weird things with their tongues………so weird. But cute………You really must be struggling without your fishing adventures. What is keeping you cooped up?
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The air!
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The shadows on Effie’s coat are so lovely. (And so is she.)
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Effie sends you an affectionate “merrrowww.” ^-.-^
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