Badger and I are usually awake by 8 a.m., and time seems to crawl until Cowboy gets up around 11.
After he leaves for work, it's just the opposite.
You'll be sitting there watching TV, look up, and suddenly two hours have disappeared.
Time has gone into hyperdrive.
I filled up the bird feeders this morning.
I caught a darn raccoon standing on tippy-toes swinging my little barn feeder.
If I ever catch the little devil swinging on the bell feeders, there'll be trouble.
We've never seen that chipmunk again, and that's a little weird.
It showed up the morning someone we care about was having surgery.
They always loved feeding chipmunks, so Badger said maybe it was their spirit animal, coming to let us know they were okay.
I normally only feed Imp at night, but I spotted her under the neighbor's car this morning and took her some food.
With a possum, a raccoon, and at least three other strays helping themselves these days, I figured she could use a little extra.
Badger was awake by the time I got back inside.
She'd slept on the couch again.
Heron headed to work, and Badger and I went down to his RV to lock the cats inside and turn on the air conditioner.
It's been too hot lately for them to be out in the catio.
Badger gave Lady a bath.
She's like Sasha and Coyote and has a bad flea allergy.
It's that time of year when she needs frequent baths, even though Heron tells us not to.
I think she'd rather have dry skin than be covered in fleas and itching.
We'd planned to take our usual morning walk, but never made it out of the backyard.
There were enough birds at the feeders that Badger decided we'd stay home and watch them instead.
My camera dinged me to let me know Cowboy was up and heading to the kitchen.
Nanny cameras come in handy sometimes.
It was late afternoon before Cowboy went out to take care of his chickens.
I hadn't really thought about it before, but those chickens are going to have to adjust to Cowboy's new shift too.
Cowboy waited until late afternoon to nap, but he had to get up again soon afterward to eat.
He's going to have to figure out a better routine.
He can't keep the old schedule and get enough sleep, and getting home at 5 a.m. just makes it tougher.
We took our evening walk down to the creek, but we didn't stop to sit.
Heron was working a double shift, and neither of us wanted to come home to an empty house.
By the old church, there’s a big patch of thistles.
Badger and I just hung out there for a bit, being careful of cars.
Goldfinches were everywhere, flitting around and nibbling on the thistles.
It was amazing!
Heron totally surprised us by getting home way earlier than usual.
When he says he’s pulling a double shift, we usually don’t see him until very late at night.
Badger is already sound asleep on her couch, so I'm going to close here and head to bed myself.
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