Hello friends, it’s Tabby Tuesday and it’s never a dull moment around here, at least for me, I don’t allow my moments to get dull. This past weekend was no exception. I actually caught a brief whiffie over the weekend. I haven’t had a whiffie since I came inside to live. Seems like it’s been a while.
The Dad takes a late meal out to the ferals every evening after the peeps have their dinner. Just about when it gets dark the Dad goes out and picks up the food bowls so the wild critters won’t come and eat. Of course he has to open the sliding door leaving the screen door right there, ready for whiffies. The opening of that big sliding door has scared me, until now. Actually, Brother Brian tells me that’s the only whiffies we get since Sisters Gracie and Kit have asthma.
Let me tell you, that explains the crowd at the sliding glass door. Altogether we get about a minute of whiffie time, then the door is closed until the next evening. I’ll be trying my best to not miss this nightly event, it was fun! Oh, in case you were wondering, Sisters Gracie and Kit don’t purrticipate.
Now, how about a tailio photo? Sure, here you go!