Autumn morning

Just a few quickies from yesterday morning. I have been going through camera withdrawal, as the move has put a serious crimp in my photographic forays.  Afterward, I headed off to the storage unit to grab more boxes to unpack. Almost there . . .

We have two large trees in the backyard: a maple and an apple. The maple is shedding leaves like crazy, but the apple tree is still hanging on to hers.

The dogs are getting used to having dogs all around them.   I can’t tell you how worried I was that we would move into a neighborhood where we’d have the only barking dogs, thereby ensuring our social ostracism.  Fortunately, our two aren’t the worst barkers in the neighborhood.

Nina amid the maple leaves.

That is not our pot but a leftover from the previous residents. Needless to say, this little plot of dirt will never see plants actually in the ground. Buddy has already claimed it, so potted plants will be the order of the day.

They don’t know it yet, but as soon as I get dressed, the three of us are going for a W-A-L-K.

Crunch Time

In case you all haven’t figured it out, the clock is ticking on our move.  Between work and the move, there isn’t much time for anything else. I hope to come up for air soon.  The dogs watch us as we haul boxes out of the house. The cats’ sleeping places in the closets are gone. And yet, they have no clue what changes are afoot.

Rwohr?

I finally figured out how to get a different look out of Buddy.   Calling his name doesn’t work. Snapping my fingers is a waste of time.

But I discovered last night that when I make a growly-questioning sound, his ears perk up, his head cocks to the side, and SNAP!