I knew as soon as I took the large screen off of the front door & put up the heavy storm window, it would get warm again! I propped open the door with a box of books to let in the warm southerly afternoon breeze & of course, the cats wanted to go out on the front porch. Here’s Jack exploring the porch:
I had to shoo him back into the house when he decided to go on the far side of the iron railing because I didn’t need to have him try to jump from the second floor! He’s fourteen years old & ought to know better but you never know!
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