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Kelda:
Very cute!

Brown Eyes:

LOL, that is a cute photo!  :laugh:

It's amazing to me, based on what you've reported here, how much it seems Tache enjoys being mainly an indoor cat now if he used to be a stray and/or outdoor cat.  It's so nice that you've given him a good home and a way to live as a mainly indoor cat... since that's what he seems to enjoy.  Good work Sheriff!

I feel so bad for stray cats.  I saw one running across the street on my walk to work today and I felt so bad for it, because it's currently unusually cold for Pittsburgh.  I give money fairly regularly to the animal shelter where I adopted Vivien... and I keep pondering the idea of adopting a second one. 

Sheriff Roland:
Prefacing today's entry latest Tache Tale with a little Tache Song , courtesy of Bryan ...

Tache-a-roo, oh Tache-a-roo
Does whatever a Tache-a-roo dues
Spins a hairball any size,
Catches thieves just like flies
Look Out!
Here comes the Tache-a-roo.

Is he strong?
Listen bud,
He's got radioactive blood.
Can he swing from his tail
Take a look overhead
Hey, there
There goes the Tache-a-roo.

In the chill of night
At the scene of a crime
Like a streak of light
He arrives just in time.

Tache-a-roo, oh Tache-a-roo
Friendly neighborhood Tache-a-roo
Wealth and fame
He's ignored
Action is his reward.

To him, life is a great big bang up
Whenever there's a hang up
You'll find the Tache-a-roo.

Sheriff Roland:
Weather's been spring-like these last three days - reaching a high of 13 - 14c (57f), so Tache has rediscovered the great outdoors after spending 98% of the past 4 months inside.

A glove had been lost on the edge of the sidewalk some weeks ago and I just left it out there thinking that someone might claim it. Since then we've had our only serious snow fall (15 cm, or 6 inches) of the winter, so these last few days have returned our world to the natural browns of a snowless dreary winter.

Anyways, long story just to come around to saying that the stray glove was mysteriously moved into the flowerbed next to the stoop since the start of the great meltdown of 2010. No proof as to the culprit of this unusual happening, except for the circumstancial evidence of Tache spending some 16 hours a day outside.

Until tonight ...

This evening, when entering the premises, Tache appeared to be stumbling. I naturally assumed that he had gotten into yet another scap with the big bully of the neighbourhood and had been hurt. He didn't head straight for his food bowl, as he would normally do, but instead retreated to a quiet space under the kitchen table. When I removed the chairs to get to him, I found a black sock (not much unlike mine, but not one of mine) next to him. He was not injured at all but rather had brought a sock ... not a mouse, not a dead bird, but a sock into the house.

Tache is a clothes hound retriever.

He then proceeded straight to his food bowl and all was right with the world, again.

Brown Eyes:
Aww, that's cute!!  Viv carries/ drags her own toys around... but I've never seen her carry any of my clothes or other stuff around.

Does Tache bring you mice or other prey that he catches?

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