Rest time

Just had to snap this picture of the two siblings after they had 1) finished racing around the house chasing one another 2) polished off their dinner --and Julie’s. (Julie got an even better meal when she shared some venison steak with me so she’s not hurtin’. For some reason the kids haven't really gotten into eating people food.)

Chester uses his sister, Shadow, as a pillow.

They are atop the sofa using one of Terry’s flannel shirts as a bed. It’s dark out so there’s no sense facing the other way. The birdies are gone for the day.

Chester is growing into a monster. He weighs in at nearly 10.5 pounds and most of it's muscle. If the tree rats start to make real nuisances out of themselves I just might let slip the cat of war! (But Chester, while he could easily take a squirrel, might chase one too far up a tree and then I would have to get out the ladder...oh, well. Just watch'em boy.)