We went for our morning walk very slowly, though once we got over to Lloyd and had hard road beneath us, it felt good to walk and to get some things loosened up. The fog was creeping from the high field over the road into the low field. One thing that I really enjoy about living here is getting to observe morning fog. It’s pretty wild.
On our way home, the crows were squawking. I thought at us, but no, at the orange cat who was skulking around in a manner they didn’t appreciate.
And then, when we got back to the house, the new kitty hit everyone! As they were trying to get in the door, she stood at the top of the steps and bopped them on the head.
She didn’t even seem mad about it. Just “now’s the time when I smack you.” And now she’s sleeping above the orange cat on the couch.