My Dad's cat, Mikey, luxuriates in his bay window many times a day. Mikey views birds at the feeder, birds in the bushes and birds in the fields. He swishes his tail and does that throaty cat snarl.
On a sunny day Mikey sleeps in the bay window and catches some rays. He even has his own personal Elvis Chicken Foot attached to one of the window cranks. The Elvis Chicken arrived at Dad's house as a gift from my Memphis Sister Martha. Intended for Blackie the Dog, the Elvis Chicken lost a leg within the first hour of play. Obviously the leg must be enticing for the cats in the household.
Maybe the Elvis Chicken Foot just gives Mikey something else to think about.
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Wanda Hayes Eichler
Happy 91st Birthday Mr. Hayes, I hope you have the grandest of days!!!
ReplyDeleteMary Babcock