Posted by on Mar 19, 2019 | 18 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

First you roll a bit on your back, thus bringing lovely mulch into the house to share with mama and papa.  Especially if they are wearing black.  

Well, I’m sure everyone is fascinated by this but mama’s right knee is good as gold again thanks to Dr Khelif who is very handy with a needle for this intervention (knee overused=liquid forms around knee=extraction of said substance=10-15 seconds of not so nice feeling in knee=nice knee afterward ready to hike around the hills, haha).  Of course, it’s a lot easier with papa chanting “Xanax” next to mama whilst holding her hand to make her imagine that she is tranquil, haha.

Mama took him lemons because he makes wonderful salted lemons for his middle-eastern cooking.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I mention this knee thing because I, too, benefit from mama being en forme and able to play with me on the bed with my fishing pole feather whateveritis (which I am now chasing again thanks to losing a few kilos, haha, fooled you, NOT kilos, grams).

Knees are funny things, mama says, and too many of our acquaintances seems to be having troubles around that part of the leg–young and old, as it turns out.  Mama’s niece played soccer and had to fix her knees in her 30s!

Kneedless to say, haha, mama is NOT in her 30s…okay, okay, mama I’ll stop there…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nice things in pots also happen in spring.

SO, the sun is blazing and glorious, I lie in my mulch like a spring sloth (or naked Maja), unmoving for hours with my little squinty eyes keeping watch on the garden (read: snoozing), radishes abound and it turns out the bulb was NOT eaten, but evidently a very large radish was!  It left the leaves for mama’s compost.  Such good manners, that little devil muncher!

Breathe in spring’s fresh and wondrous air!  Breath out winter’s stuffy, smoke-filled inhalations, and find yourself a nice sunny place to contemplate the arrival of WARM, PERFUMED FLOWERS, and oh, I forgot, colored eggs, whatever that means.

 

 

 

 

 

 

See the nice mulch I’m putting on my fur? I’ll deliver later…