Cats in the snow — a 50-word story

A true story in very few words.

The cats continue to try to escape. I continue to hinder their plans.

Such is life with house cats.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

Early morning

Hear the crunch of the frosty grass as I walk through my yard.

A beautiful morning to watch the sunrise on Sunnybook Farm.

No clouds. No wind.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

Barn-E wants to play with Car-E, but something distracts him.

Barn-E’s final decision was to go with the string.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

This amaryllis bulb was gifted to me some years ago by son-in-law Andy. It keeps giving.

I appreciate its beauty and had to share it as all four blossoms opened.

The second bulb named Susan is taking its time growing. I guess she wanted her own spotlight.

There are baby bulbs that will eventually bloom in the future. These flowers just keep on giving.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

It’s time for breakfast for my outside cats. The freezing rain didn’t stop them from coming to my front porch.

Unless it is very windy, the porch is dry when it rains. These cats often sleep on padded seats set out for them.

It’s funny when I find all three sleeping together. Too often, Squinty and Willy fight, but as you can see, they aren’t fighting today.

Now it’s time for my breakfast. Today I’m making oatmeal.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.