I took Festus and Chico outside for some fresh air. Festus of course made his rounds and Chico, my skittish baby, danced around over to the bushes, runs back to me...back to the bushes, runs back to me. I have to give him constant reassurance. Today was interesting though...Chico climbed his first tree!...Okay, he only got his bulk about 3 feet off the ground but it was a valiant attempt! Then he noticed a tiny squirrel eating out of my bird feeder and run-waddled (his own peculier gate) over to the feeder. He did his kitty cackle and stretched as far up into the bush as he could, but to no avail, the squirrel disappeared. I gave Mr. Cheeks, much praise to stroke his kitty ego.

Festus has flopped on the sidewalk, when he looked very interested at a tree. I couldn't see anything, but he ran over there and around the tree, and off flew a large hawk! I told Festus not to mess with him or a talon might take his other eye, and then where would he be? I think even he was a little surprised by the size of the bird. Reminds me of when that large pelican was sitting on the roof of our garage. Festus just stared at it with the hugest eyes I've ever seen. That bird was 3 times his size and I think Festus was suitably impressed.

Don't tell them, but shots are due on Wed. and they will be going to the V. E. T. Chico should be a handful.