Frisbee, ornery Tabby adopted May 2013. 🐈. Miss Flake, white Shorthair; love & miss you (1995-2012). 🐈. And mom. 🇺🇸
Mom's off for 4 days! Finally on the deck for the first time in 7 days. They promised sun -- not happening, but at least it's not raining.
Mom bought a white rhododendron to go with the pink one. All the rain is messing up the peonies. She's decided weeding in the mud is no fun so it's All About Frizz Time.
Ugh. Another overcast cool day. Weather people are saying no sun and lots of rain for the next 3 days. Thunderstorms tomorrow, so may be covering the tomatoes later today.
Frizz naps (of course) while mom knits (what else) a poncho in a really neat yarn that has different textures and colors.
May 2013, I saw this pic on the shelter's website. Her story got to me. She was a tough cookie, very hard to handle, and only shelter staff could deal with her. She hissed, bit and clawed everyone. Despite all the issues, I adopted her anyway.
Four years ago today, I brought you home. You still have quite an attitude, but you've certainly come a long way. Hail to Queen Frizz and Happy Adoptaversary!!! 😻🎆🎇🎉🎊
Happy Mother's Day.
Whether you gave birth, adopted or fostered, whether your child has two or four legs, feathers, scales or fins, you have been a mom seeing to all their needs.
Although no longer with me, my mom, maternal and paternal grandmothers all played a role in who I've become, whether it's by blood or deeds.