So I know I'm not really a frootbat, but this a great picture of my ear. And yes, it is warm enough here for Mom to wear shorts.
I had a neat visitor to my bloggie yesterday, her name is Celfyddydau. She had this great video of Nora, the Piano-Playing Cat. Some of you may have already seen this, but I loved it so much I had to post it here. Nora apparently began playing the piano on her own. Now she plays even when she is alone in the room. She really enjoys playing duets with a student playing on the second piano. She is really good, and I hear she has been accepted into Juliard's special program for cat prodigies. I'm SOOO jealous! I love watching and listening to Mom playing fiddle, and curling up in her fiddle case, but I can't actually imagine PLAYING it! But think about it, the cat and the fiddle!
Oh, and I'm happy to report that when Skeezix's pink toenails gave out on the wall, he fell on Mao. When Rocky the Gutter Cat finally allowed the rescuers in, they found Mao recuperating in the tunnel box, and Skeezix wandering around mumbling about pink neuticals.
