Abstract Kitty

Rosencrantz was feeling rather abstract this morning, trying to blend into the chair we left in the dance room last night. 

One of the few iris that survived last week's hard frost is another purple and white. It's too bad the black iris didn't survive the frost. Black flowers seems to be quite tender.

Our neighbors got some chickens, and among them is a young rooster that seems to be half cocked. He tries to crow in the morning an instead of a nice full "cock-a-doodle-doo" he gets a "cock-a" out, and at best a "cock-a-d". Hmmm! I'm not sure those words describe his pathetic crow that well.

There was a load banging on the back door of the office this afternoon. A fireman asked if we had a fire, which we didn't, then told us one was reported on the block and asked us to evacuate the building. There were six or seven fire trucks swarming the block, KOB news reporters showed up; but no fire was found. Maybe the awesome show of force by the Albuquerque Fire Department was so intimidating the fire put itself out. When no fire was found, the fire trucks finally left, and the reporters seemed a little disappointed.

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