Monday, February 4, 2019
I took Olga to the cemetery yesterday afternoon. She had an opportunity to romp in the dwindling snow, nibbling at it along the way, and when she chased her Kong she kicked up crazy sprays of white. Unfortunately I think that's going to be the last of our Winter Wonderland for a while -- all this week we're supposed to have temperatures in the 40's and 50's with rain.
I've moved the fig back outside, so it can benefit from the precipitation (and we can get out the back door again).
Yesterday morning we had a vulpine visitor:
That was the best shot I could get, just as she turned away and began trotting toward the back garden wall. Doesn't she have a beautiful coat? So many foxes look scraggly, but she's quite plush. I'm sitting here with my camera in case she comes back today.
Yesterday morning, on her walk, Olga found a couple of pieces of chicken in a box from a restaurant, sitting on a bench near the bus stop. It was cold and had clearly been there several hours, at least. I didn't let her have it (bones) but I brought it home and took it off the bone and put the meat in the back garden for the fox. We've had to keep Olga out of the garden so she won't eat it, but she did get a few de-boned bits as a reward.
Dave and I went to see "Vice" yesterday, the darkly humorous movie about Dick Cheney. The performances were great and the make-up was amazing -- all the actors so convincingly embodied their characters. I find it very hard to laugh at anything Cheney-related. I'm convinced the guy is basically Satan. He and his cabal of supporters brought death and misery to hundreds of thousands of people. But the movie does manage to simultaneously highlight the absurdity of the Bush II White House and the tragedy of the decisions made there.