Before Effie’s dad deployed the weedeater in Effieland yesterday evening, Effie roamed the tall grass, stalking and pouncing on bugs, napping in the shade, and other important cat activities. Her grass-green eyes zero in on the tiniest bugs and the tastiest grass.
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I have to admit it wasn’t easy, holding Effie and holding my camera, composing the selfie, and tracking her squirms. . . .
Suspended between grapevine support logs in Effieland is a sturdy shelf, and on the shelf is perched a large flower pot, and the flower pot is filled with rich potting soil. Growing in the rich potting soil are the most tasty catnip leaves in the whole world. I know this only because Effie is a connoisseur of such things. I feed her a couple of leaves a day as a treat. I am fortunate to still have all my fingers.
The catnip leaves grow here
. . .and they go here.
Effie and her Dad, my dynamic duo, in front of a grape vine in Effieland
Mistakes in sexing chicks happen. We wanted four hens. They were little chicks when we got them in March. They all looked alike. The second from the left has a large comb, but that isn’t always dispositive. He crows. His cocka-doodle-do goes off at 5:00 a.m. and off and on throughout the day. Worse, he’ll never lay eggs. But he’ll make good chicken stew.