Tuesday, June 04, 2013

Morning Harvest

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This morning, I ate the first plum from our tree.  It had fallen some time yesterday, and the chickens had given it a few experimental pecks.  I cut around the damage and savored every bit.  Robb slept through my plum orgy.  I didn't think he'd be all that interested in being woken with an offer of hen-bitten fruit.

The cats also had a bit of a harvest, which they kindly shared with me.

There's nothing like stepping on a dead mouse, first thing in the morning.  Nothing at all. Thankfully.

6 comments:

Heidi said...

the cats thinks that it is time for you to learn to hunt:)

Yes, that is what the dead mouse meant. when mother cat teaches her kittens to hunt, she starts by letting them play with something that she killed. the next step is to catch something - like a mouse and let the kittens play with it till it dies...

when I grew up we had plum trees in the garden. And yes, the first ones every year are always the best:)

. . . Lisa and Robb . . . said...

Honestly, I think we're very good providers for our pride of kitties.

Silly cats.

Rabid Quilter from CA said...

We had a pristine cotton tail outside our back door this morning. . . .and a stomach and ear on OUR side of the door! This has been going on for days. Probably should close the kitty doors when I go to bed at night. . .

. . . Lisa and Robb . . . said...

Bleurgh!!!! I mean, um, "oh gracious!"

Anonymous said...

Dead mouse is better than hair-ball, barefoot.

Anonymous said...

No. No its not.

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