Right. Moving on.
I have to introduce you to 2 new tenants in the house!
Meet Lucky and Cinders. No no. They're not mine (oh, c'mon). They belong to my new neighbour Brian, who moved into one of the apartments one the other side of the house.
They were found motherless by Brian's dog Sasha, and he took them in. Lucky was given that name as he survived Sasha thinking they were her puppies, and a racoon who thought he'd make a nice snack.
They are the funniest little guys. And they have an awesome condo too. Brian's a contractor, and he put together quite the pen for them.
It's funny. Sasha is pretty sure they're her puppies. She had quite a few litters before she was rescued, and I'm sure she looks at them and thinks - "huh? More of them? Again?? Man...".
Gandalf seems to like Sasha. He's the only one who doesn't hiss and act tough when she comes to the back door.
Malcolm on the other hand.
These 2 pictures were takenin sequenc. In other words - that's how the little contortionist sleeps. As you can imagine, opening the fridge can be a little difficult at times. And when I do, he doesn't wake even wake up. Malcolm loves being behind that curtain next to the back doors, as you can see by the the raggedy look to the curtain.
And another backyard feature - the pond. It's looking really nice, and the waterfall at the back is quite soothing. There are quite a few fish now as well. So, it's turning out to be quite a nice backyard.
"Without a doubt, I am the only "normal" sleeper here. They say I "snore", but I say they're just jealous because "beauty sleep" actually does something for me. Unlike my dorky brothers, who drool, mumble and toot ::cough:: Malcolm ::cough:: in their sleep."
"Nothing. Just hangin'. I'm kinda sleepy."
One minute he's climping up on top of his Noro perch, the next...he's dozed off. Half on, half off. Atta boy!
Have a great week!