Orangelina is such a late riser. It seems that every other lizard in the yard has put in a good half-day of frisking and basking before she even wakes up. She’s always been this way. Shockingly, I found Miss Fish in the Lurk again today, and this time she and Orangelina were sitting companionably together.
It could be that something sunk in to her cat-brain yesterday when she and I watched this adorable YouTube of a kitten who adopted ducks. But it’s doubtful… and I worry about her being up there. She’s a peaceful cat, she watches the birds, sits with the lizards. But she’s still a cat; she could feel peckish and not feel like walking inside. I hope Spiny lizards taste disgusting and everyone knows it.
A crazed thing happened today (also involving ducks). My duck thermometer was STOLEN. By what? By whom? I have no idea. A raven?
The important thing is that it’s lovely warm again, and I’ve made great progress. I’m looking forward to my Grandma’s 100th birthday party tomorrow, and then a Sunday or Monday return to St. Louis. I miss Bill and the boys so much it’s a physical ache.
The book proofs are getting seriously glorious. Look!
Orangelina’s suitor, the Ferrylike prince, is still very shy with me. When he scurried into a crack yesterday, I took a picture of the crack.
Look at what I can see of him when I process it a bit. His patterning is off the hook. I can’t wait until he gets used to me, lets me really admire him.