Ozzie Gives Blogging a Go...

I'm Ozzie. If the big dumb blonde comported herself in a manner more suited to my quiet, rehearsed ways, we might be better pals. But I do like to watch the goldie galumph around with her friends. They cause me to laugh deep within, for everytime they run, it's as if an earthquake takes place. Such heavy-footedness - sheesh! Okay, enough of a prelude. I've lived here longer than DB, as I call her, so I'm really the rightful queen of the land. I've demanded equal time over the last few months, and today, I'm finally getting some. Finally.
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So yesterday afternoon, I was minding my own business and having a bit of a bath before dinner and look who showed up.

On the fence directly above my head. The arrogance! Besides, I don't like being disturbed while bathing.

Flying feather dude interested me - you better believe!

I sat up and glanced his way.

He didn't go far. Look what the mompeep attached to my neck. A collar that CAME with two bells and then she added two more with a velcro attachment along with a tag!!! I make so much noise that I frighten the garbage truck. So I just watch from a distance, knowing that the flighty creature is safe for now.

I can get up there too, you know - hehee!

But I just think I'll have a rest before supper on this warm patio. Thanks for stopping by my first blogging attempt. Have a great weekend all kitties (and other aminals).