Mr. Baby Feral also known as Snoopy.
He’s a little more than a year old.
He’s pretty funny, we were outside planting flowers and he just jumps in to play and help but then he just drops and goes to sleep.
We have lots of soft things to sleep on outside that get washed almost daily and this is where he decides to take a nap.
Word of caution: putting firewood against your home like that isn’t a good idea, due to both insects and trapped moisture.
Oh no. Not Snoopy. He is Thomas!
We don’t have too many choices but there is a pretty good gap with lots of air back there. The two ferals run back and forth behind there.
It gets a lot direct sun with a nice breeze most days coming off the lake.
It also gets rotated out pretty quick, we do love our backyard fires and take a lot of it camping.
This weekend is at least two nights of fires and cooking with freinds and family.
Its that time again. Tuxedogirl washing day. She was far calmer than usual when we rinsed her with warm water. But as usual she bolts when I try to dry her.
The betrayal, the grumpiness.
Treat?!
I had to distract him from murdering the rug…
Something about tassels runs him the wrong way…
Is that some kind of wren?
Oh no. It is a Masked water tyrant. We call It “Lavadeira Mascarada” (Masked laundress maid) or “noivinha” (Little Bride) or Viuvinha (Little widow). It adapted Very well to our cities and are find almost everywhere.
