Two tufted titmouses, one black-capped chickadee |
All the inside beings are warm and cozy. It is such a blessing to be retired and not have to worry about venturing out into the snowy wilderness.
Monkey and Martin are still figuring out how to be best buds. That last pic may look like a peaceful chat between the bros, but the thought balloon above Monkey would say "try that again and I will smack you down again". The fur goes flying now and then.
The only one without cabin fever is Jessie. She is outside by choice, since this morning, and even now it is only 19° with winds up to 46 mph. At least she is on the porch, but she still gets a coating of snow with all the wind.
I can only try so many times to bring her in.
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