One of my nieces got a bottle of red wine at the winery in Pahrump, and stored it upright in the fridge. She went to open it and the cork crumbled. Guess what came out? Not wine, for sure. She had paid $40 for that bottle.
I will get a beef roast, soon, because I want to make sure I get some use out of the wine. But it won’t be today.
Those kittehs look like the ones that are roaming around here. The owner seems to think they will be OK, but the place is a frequent hunting ground for coyotes. Those little tiny kittehs would be nothing more than a snack for a coyote, and could eat three of them at a sitting. Not to mention her little nervous rat of a dog and the kittehs’ mum.
I just don’t understand people...they know coyotes are around here, daily, and yet, the folks let their pets out unsupervised and unleashed. Not good.
Good morning. My cats are outside, hoping something will let them catch it. We are not prowled by coyotes, however.