On the Fence....

Our cats are great climbers. They are often either high in a tree, or frolicking in the Wisteria on the pergola or running about on the roof. Here is Marigold sitting on a fence. She was watching me hang out washing. She and Myrtle are just starting to grow their fluffy winter coats. I was out early this morning, in the dark before dawn, walking with Denise and Harry the Spoodle. The big pond where the dogs often drink is becoming stagnant. We desperately need rain!