I was just sittin’ on the deck. The part without snow. The sun was warm on my side. I spotted some hooligan trying to get at my nip and said a silent curse under my breath. Apparently, mom heard my silent curse so I wasn’t as silent as I thought. She came runnin’ out, slipped and hobbled back into the house. No words, or nothin’! Next, I saw the introoder leaving the nip patch…the nip hasn’t grown enough to raid. mol Get outta here you sucker!
Yep, it was snowing again but not much. I spied a feathered fiend on my steps. He was not completely black and I was at a loss….what is this thing?