BAD CAT! BAD CAT!

Okay, we believe that Fall is really here. It's pretty, and some of the leaves are changing but it's chillier. Alice doesn't like having her paws touch the cold ground and so she leap frogs over the grass or the wood on the deck or the pebbles in our side yard. Inside seems better these days. can you believe that the keeper is going to try to race fate and rain and is having two sides of her house painted on Monday? She decided she couldn't wait any longer because the snow of last year and the heat of the summer started peeling the stain off the side wall. so her friends Gabriel and Teo are coming Monday to scrape off the damaged paint and put a primer that matches the old paint on. And then in spring they can paint the rest. We think they can get it done. It is such a little house.

The keeper decided this was not a good day for her work. Everything seemed to go sideways which is unusual for her, and she is beginning to question whether or not she should keep using her talents this way. We just hope she will keep putting cat food on our plates. But tonight, she gave us some salmon, and Alice had the nerve to jump up and paw a large chuck off the plate to the floor. There was some yelling. You know, "Bad cat, bad cat..." over and over and over. Meanwhile Alice hid what she knocked off and ate it where the keeper couldn't reach. BAD CAT! She acts this way because she was starved nearly to death at a young age. But she hasn't learned that her days of scarcity are over. I have never known days of scarcity. There was my mother and then the keeper, and for 14 years I have had it pretty darn good. Better than 1/2 the planet, says the keeper. By the way, the neighbors are celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving this weekend. They know how to throw a dinner party. But the keeper is trying to stick to a diet, so, we are all home together.