The dove, the barking dog, the sick sounding cat fight that tries to be a crow, a dove and I don’t know what all, and another couple were around most of the night.
My dog is getting better with his silent alarms; not barking when he knows intruders are out and about. I’m not certain I’ll try to train him not to growl, however. I’m becoming dependent on his growl to alert me to a couple of the imitators. He has a distinctive growl for each ‘voice’.
A rather calm day. Too calm. This type of calm is tornado weather. I’m not sure what is west of us, but I don’t think it is good.
The calves should be okay, I’ll worry about me and dog.
And the question of the day:
What do you call a line of rabbits walking backward?
A receding hare line.
No thanks to Renter for not saying “I don’t know. What?”
No fun at all.
From the reaches,