Rocks that have to be moved into landscape. This is just ONE small pile of rocks.
This is one flower pot. The plants are gigantic.
The cats are not usually this close together. When they are, I have to stay by them because Ginger attacks Emmie and Emmie is a lover, not a fighter. She’s terrified, unless I’m standing by her. Ginger meows at me, because he wants to go by her and if Em has food, he wants to see what it is. Once he walks far enough away, things calm down and I can go into the house.
Can’t wait to go back here. Food was delicious. 🙂
A few minutes ago, I found out that my sweet girl Ginger is actually a sweet BOY. I think Ginger is a unisex kind of name, so he’s keeping it. I don’t think he’ll mind.
I’m never going to be able to stop showing you pictures of the cats…so here’s another one.
They toddled in, one after the other, around three.