Posted by on May 21, 2020 | 10 comments

 

For the birds!

Well, are you all doing a lot of drinking?  Haha, I don’t mean meowgaritas (thank you, Ernie) but I do mean H2O (and let’s be honest, meowgaritas).  We are having a summer heat spell and I seem to be dipping into all the water buckets around here that mama puts out for me.

There is something mysterious in each one for my – I use the word loosely – teeth, too, and it’s supposed to help what few are  left be stronger and give me sweet breath.

Evidently, it works.  No one is running when I yawn, or accusing me of tuna breath, whatever that is.  But every now and then, I really understand those birdies splashing in the other birdbath when it’s this hot.

Uh, oh, I saw one dip into MY bucket…he’s going to have a heck of a beak, haha.  Time for a water change, mama.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Didn’t we just have a little evening fire going a few days ago?  Maybe all the weather anthros are baffled about these rad changes from week to week, but I’m taking advantage of lolling in the garden.

But mama, could you bring a little ice for my water bucket, please? And while you’re at it, maybe a few chips and guacamole…

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m busy topping up my meowgarita with nip.