Remember when I said that Treater and Napper locked me in the bathroom last week when the movers were doing their thing? No one ever came in to check on me. I finally found the reason why. Apparently, this was hanging on the outside of the bathroom door.
Harrumph. I've never eaten a man. Well, perhaps I've taken a nibble or two.
There are big birds here at my new house, too. We spotted a family of four sandhill cranes out for a walk. One of the grown-up ones had already walked out of the picture. Those little ones look just about the right size, don't you think?
Treater remembered to bring my leather string with us on this move! She dug it out of a box and threw it at me. Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy! I had some fun with it. For a while anyway.