It Is My Job To Exist As...

...a shining beacon of hope in the heartland

By: Juli Eklund

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Saturday, 30-Jun-2007 22:43 Email | Share | Bookmark
Mortal Enemies

The Cat
The Nest
The Babies
Every year the house wrens build a nest under our deck. Ususally something makes them give it up, but this year they stuck it out. Elmo has watched mama/papa bird make trips out to the yard and back under the deck. He's fascinated by them and whatever it is they are doing. He wishes he had x-ray vision so he could see what's going on right beneath his feet.

Today I heard tiny little chirp-chirps and both Elmo and Struts were at full attention to the corner of the deck. Mama cat even leapt off the deck to get a closer look at the potential kitty-appetizers. After I snagged her and tossed her in the house, I got a closer look at what's going on below...

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