Really it's straw. We have 24 paws going in and out in all kinds of weather so spreading straw is our way of combating the winter rain mud-o-rama. It's just so much easier to vacuum straw as clean up as much mud tracked in by our little dears.
Of course I have help. Scrappy has decided that the bales of straw are all little sticks that I'm throwing for her to grab first and fight me for - whatever she can sure spread it quick. All the others get in on the fun but Scrappy is all over it.
While outside today our cross-eyed cat, Spaceghost, came up and announced that his bowl was empty and there wouldn't be a moments peace until I did something about it. Spaceghost just came up one day and adopted us. He looks east and west at the same time but he's a mouser. He is in charge of the mice control and he does a good job. He has a doggie door so he can come into our garage for his shelter. I've fixed a great spot with an old doggie bed and rugs to keep him warm. As long as he does his job he's my hero because I "don't do" mice. Our car is apparently one of his kill zones because on Sunday as we were going to church JP noticed that there was evidence he'd been up there. I won't go into that much further since I'm enjoying my peanut butter toast and Chai tea now as I thaw out.
I didn't know what to post since what I do is "so daily" but like George Costanza said "What did you do today? That's a show." Isn't that the truth around here!
Well with my chores done I think I'll work on a little quilted wall hanging I'm in the middle of. I hope to have a picture of it with some links to great quilting sites next.
Blessings from the holler.