You know what happens when you throw out rye seed and clover seeds. Birds happen. It's like Hitchcock movie. Lots of robins and many , many unidentifiable small birds. And one cat. It's one of two feral cats that hang around. I thought that
Noodle's scent would be off putting, but the cat is street smart and knows that Noodle doesn't even know that cats are around. Between the birds and deer and rabbits, I feel like I am in a zoo.I have the run of this place, over night. My son and daughter
in law are away ,playing a gig in another town. I was invited to come along, but I didn't want to leave Noodle and I definitely did not want to camp out in a bus. I'm sorry to miss their music. I did hear them the other afternoon. The brass band played at
the library social. I love seeing how happy the band makes everyone feel. Kids bounce, dogs howl, old people jiggle. You can't resist their beat.I'm hooked.