By Monday, the snow had begun to melt creating icicles on the picnic tables in the Park. These shots involved some crawling around on my hands and knees, but I was pleased with the result.
Poor Sherlock, our house cat came down with some intestinal problems (I will spare you the details) which caused him to stop eating. After four visits to the vet, he still wasn’t eating and we had to start force feeding him. It is rather like feeding a toddler, you seem to get more back than you put in, but we persisted and finally, yesterday he began to eat for us. Maybe he was tired of having that syringe shoved into his mouth! We will still have to watch him closely, but are hoping he is on the mend.