Lily Bit/Little Shit, Blooms, Downed Tree and Antique vs Vintage
Hi, I am Lily Bit and mom
sometimes calls me her little
shit. She sings this song she
made up, "Lily Bit, you
are my little shit"...
I don't understand why.
Hey bloggers, this is Pam and
I will tell you why Lily Bit
I will tell you why Lily Bit
gets called my little shit.
She is very demanding in the
morning hours. Like this morning,
it started with her running in the
room. Now mind you, Lily is only
7 lbs, but she walks and runs
like a football player!
She is loud. So, that woke me
just enough to know that I
was not happy and off to
sleep I went again.
She has stopped the running
across my body to wake me,
instead, she jumps up on the
bed, and right back off. Sort
of like a hit and run thing.
This happens about three times
and then she sits in the floor
and meows at me.
I finally make my way to the kitchen
where I find both girls
wanted to eat. Misty is sitting
at the dry food bowls, and yes there
is food in them, but she
requires them to be topped
off. Lily is wanting
her wet food.
They are fed.
I fix my coffee and I
go sit on the couch to
drink it, then I hear Misty
calling, "mama".
Yes, that is how the meow sounds.
But it sounds muffled, so
I go to find her.
She got shut up in the bathroom.
Oh, why is the bathroom door
closed? So that Lily will not
go in there, jump up on
the sink and bellow for me till
I go in there to do head rubs.
I went ahead and opened the
back door to the deck cause
I know that once I
sit back down to drink
my coffee, Lily will go and
sit next to the door,
meowing at me to let
her out. Beat her before
she had a chance to
yell for me.
However, that did not
stop her from calling for
head rubs, sitting at the
bathroom door!
I make her
wait while I FB, blog and
drink my coffee.
YIKES!
Normally I laugh these off
as they happen but this
morning I did
not want to get up right
away. Only the little shit
wanted me up.
After all that, I am in
the mist of typing out this
post when this happens.
My view below of the
little nose.
She will not just lay on my
tummy and chest, she has
to try and fit that body on
my right shoulder and chest.
Thank goodness this only
last a few seconds.
Finally, it is quiet, Misty
is on the back of the couch,
behind me and Lily ventured
out to the deck, more then likely
the daybed for her morn
nap. I am going to wait
until she is good and asleep
then I am going to meow
and hit the mattress.
Tis why she is my little
shit....but man I love her.
Yesterdays view of my
yard. Daffodils are about
to bust open. I planted these
along the sidewalk last yr.
I bought and planted something
in my cinderblock flowerbed
last year. If you know what
they are, please say so, I
have no clue.
Matter of fact, I was
surprised to see them
cause I forgot I planted
them.
My sedum in the pot
is coming out.
Now that they have
poked out of the dirt
I will cut back the stems
from last yr.
With some powerful
winds last week, I found
this tree had literally been
blown out of the ground.
Its
not thick, but it was tall so I
am headed to go and get a
small chain saw. Probably the
one saw I don't own. As much
as I hate using electric yard tools,
the gas ones are just to
heavy, so yes, I am just
getting a small electric chain
saw. Easier for me
to manage.
I believe it was Liz
that stated she thought to be
an antique something had
to be 100 or older in years.
I looked it up and this is
what I found per my post
the other day about antique
vs vintage.
being vintage but I guess
it is better than being
an antique!
Power on folks and
have a great day,
Pam
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