Hi, furriends..here I am again, a day late and way too short.
Aren't I purrrty, tho??
The reason I'm here on a Tuesday? My post was displaced by a lawnmower. That's right. The whole place was in an uproar because the one the parish had crapped out, died, went to lawnmower heaven and we forgot and the grass got higher than my ears. After much mumbling about looks, we bought one from a very nice man who made it parish-worthy, complete with sanctified oil and a full gas tank.
After puffs of smoke and a few choice words, Father Jack had it running. Proud of what he'd done, he held the bar down until our new handyman could take over. Our dear old priest barely got out of the way as the red beast roared into the grass and dandelions with a vengeance. Out everything spat and even I had to run for my life!
So, spring has officially sprung and then some!
That's it for now. I'll leave you with this thought: beware of metallic things that roar!
Covered in dandelion and weed confetti..