The weather these days has warmed up a notch, so the days are not oppressively hot and the nights are not chilly. The cats like this kind of climate, but so do the snails. My poor Dahlia was found and almost three quarters of its leaves were eaten in a few days by the monsters. I’ve moved it to a new and safer location, but in the new spot watering might become a problem.
The picture is from last night’s time out front, as Gus was coming back inside he paused to check out a noise in the neighborhood on his little stone. His shaved legs are starting to grow out and not stand out quite so brazenly.
Gus seems to prefer the front area, sometimes standing by the front door when the back is open. He’s content to stay close to home, and only exploring the pool area from inside the fence.
