It seems the man-eating daffodil from last week didn’t eat the neighbourhood feral cat after all.
The kids call him Thomas. I don’t know if anyone has actually been close enough to pick him up to see if he rattles; maybe he’s more a Thomasina. Here s/he is picking through the remnants that the garbage man left on the side of the road. Many of the neighbours leave food and water out for him/her, but I guess old habits die hard.
The daffodils are doing well so it seems spring is, in fact, here.
You can see the dangerous daffodil in the background on the left in this picture. I still don’t trust it.



March 28, 2014 at 11:19 pm
“Thomasina.”
I remember watching that movie with my mom in a theater in California.
I remember crying, but I do not recall why…
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March 28, 2014 at 11:26 pm
I don’t think I ever saw that one. I’ll have to look it up. 🙂
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March 28, 2014 at 11:40 pm
Be careful not to watch it:
It made this big boy cry.
(Although I was only about six at the time)
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March 29, 2014 at 9:51 am
I may be able to handle it… 😉 Thanks for the warning though. 🙂
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