
I went out this morning to check on the progress of the patio. The guys had worked past dark last night and I never got a chance to see how far they got. All of a sudden our 1 year old cat, Mickey, ran by and flung himself into the hole where the sprinkler was removed.

Is he hiding from someone? Yes, but it's not what you think. He's not afraid of anyone. He's the terror of the neighborhood. He spent yesterday chasing squirrels out of the pecan tree but this morning he was ambushing bigger game...

the dreaded yellow lab beast. These two have such a weird relationship. I really think Mickey thinks he's a dog. Sunny is like his big brother. They chase and wrestle and steal each others' food just like real brothers. Sometimes Mickey is meowing at the door and I think he wants out, then when I open it Sunny comes in and Mickey is happy. He didn't want out, just wanted to be with big brother.

Mickey often ambushes the dogs from a chair, the bed or the back of the couch. He's never tried an aerial attack from this height though! Notice the "wild" cat hiding against the wall. As I said, Mickey terrorizes the whole neighborhood. He doesn't take off as much since that last vet visit...the one where they "fixed" his desire to wander. But anything at home is fair game.

Even Oreo, who doesn't put up with the sharp kitty teeth biting at her ears near as well as Sunny does. At least these two look like they're related, sort of. She is a good big sister and tells him to behave, in no uncertain terms.

So anyway, you can see we're making progress on this project.

But there is still a lot to do. Did I mention we're having a big luau birthday party for my son here on the 25th? Why do we do this to ourselves?