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Merger Successful!

Merger Successful!

I just successfully merged my Crossing The Line Facebook page with my Elle Knowles author Facebook page. This was very scary indeed! I was putting in double duty by having both pages and time is not plentiful these days. I figured it was time to bite the bullet.

My likes and followers from Crossing would transfer over to Elle Knowles if successful. If not, I have no idea. Maybe they would be floating around up in space twinkling down at me on a starlit night. A wink here and a wink there. Or they could do as I hoped. As my finger hovered over the submit button on the request form I was as frightened as I was when faced with the publish button when publishing ‘Crossing The Line’! What if I mess this up and lose everything?

I think I sometimes set myself up for failure but…the process only took a couple of minutes. That’s all. I was prepared for a long wait – a few days at the most. ‘Crossing’ disappeared and there was Elle Knowles in its place! It will take me a lot longer than that to visit every place I have’ Crossing The Line’ Facebook page listed and replace with Elle Knowles!

You can find everything you need to know and then some on Elle Knowles.

Stop by and LIKE and follow along so you won’t miss out on what’s going on with ‘What Line’ – hopefully soon to be published!

Thanks for all your support!

Elle

Have You Leashed Your Cat Today?

Have You Leashed Your Cat Today?

Recently I read about the leash law in Okaloosa County. Really? Yes, I can see a leash law for dogs, but for cats? Good luck on that one. I wonder how easy, or not-so-easy  it would be to actually contain your cats on a leash. I’m sure there are some that do.

We recently inherited cats – four of them. They were neurotic inside cats – whenever they could be contained. One of them was never was allowed to venture outdoors (it was too hard to persuade her to come back in). Tigger lived the life of luxury under the bed in the back of the house while the other three scampered out into the sunshine every morning.  She only chanced an excursion down the hall  to eat when the house was locked down for the night.

When these four cats came into our possession we shooed them outside. Yes, even Tigger, the recluse. We felt she  needed to see what the world had to offer. Now, three years later she is the lone survivor, peering into the open doorway whenever it is ajar, but never hightailing it to the bed in the back room.

Tigger doing what Tigger does best!

Tigger doing what Tigger does best!

She has become accustomed to being an outside cat and now has a friend, Foster Kitty. Foster is a stray as you can tell by his name. He adopted us last year when he decided to make this his home and is as sweet as he can be, but as Tigger, always has one eye on you and one on the nearest escape route.

Foster Kitty being camera shy!

Foster Kitty being camera shy!

Blackie is another stray who wanders the neighborhood taking turns eating and sleeping over at all the houses in the cul-de-sac. No one knows where he came from as he appeared out of nowhere with his lopsided look coming from one ear partially chewed away. He will be gone for a while then show up when we least expect him with another nasty injury to his torso. He’s a fighter.

Blackie resting from a night out on the town!

Blackie resting from a night out on the town!

During the day we leave a bowl of dry food and a bowl of water on the carport. That must be why we have all the turtles come up to share the food and at night if we don’t take in the leftovers from the day we have possums and raccoons. Even the birds share the bounty.

Having a bite of breakfast

Having a bite of breakfast

Come to my house for dinner.

Come to my house for dinner.

 

I hate to eat and run but...

I hate to eat and run but…

 

Just a quick bite before I'm on my way!

Just a quick bite before I’m on my way!

Oops - you caught me!

Oops – you caught me!

Yes, I washed up before eating.

Yes, I washed up before eating.

 

 

 

Share and share alike!

Share and share alike!

 

Tigger and Foster know when it is time for their evening meal. They can hear the spoon tap on the dish as H divides a can of cat food between them for a night-time treat. If he takes too long they remind him they are waiting by banging their bodies against the back door. On the days he works they are waiting in the driveway for him to return home and walk in the front door behind him as he opens it and then out the back as he walks out to get their bowl. They are hilarious. I let him do the feeding just so I can watch. ;)

Over the summer we bought flea collars. Andrew, always wanting to befriend these cats decided he would put the collars on. After many attempts he gave up on Tigger and said she would just have to scratch. Even H could not coax her into welcoming the collar. Foster finally succumbed to the ordeal.

Yes, our cats are a bit skittish. We could hardly touch them when we first began the caring process without them bounding out of sight as our hands drew near. Now H can give a quick pet as he feeds them or sometimes a spontaneous brush throughout the day as he sits outside. You would think these cats would be more at home with me since I am the one person around all day, but no, they took to H. I probably don’t pay them as much attention as he does. I should.

I just don’t see them ever taking to a leash!

Elle

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