More signs of Spring

One of the many delightful side benefits of it being warm enough to have weekend brunch on the deck is that it comes with a show: The Squirrel Follies. Since the deck is on the second story, I get a tree's-eye view of some amazing games of tag. (And, occasionally, some slightly more x-rated bits of the show.) The cat is equally enthusiastic about The Squirrel Follies. (Much more so than she is about Late Night with Jay Raccoon or the Possum Letterman Show, which we sometimes watch through the living room door.)