There is much to do on our little hillbilly farm. The dumpster was at last taken away today, so now there is nothing in my way of digging, moving, and more digging! Today I hung our good old tire swing, which we made from a tire we found at our little thrift store. I shimmied up the tree to anchor the rope to a branch, and didn't shimmy back down with quite as much ease. I thought for sure I was going to be stuck in that tree forever. Tonight we opened our front door, and in walked a little gray cat. Amused by her personable nature, I humored her and allowed her entry. Typically, I am not a cat person, but there was just something about this sweet little cat, who showed up on my doorstep, I just couldn't turn her away. Then she sealed the deal when she snuggled up to rowdy old Caillou. So... off to K-mart we went, way past baby bed-time and sought out a litter box, litter, cat food and such. So we now have a new tenant at the little hillbilly farm, I guess that is what I get for living in such a darn cute house... everyone wants to move in!