Garden Madness, Part the Ninth ... Now With Bonus Cats

[nonelvis]

Tonight we ate the last of the cherry tomatoes. Well, technically speaking, there are still plenty of green ones out there, and we're experiencing such a warm spell that theoretically they might yet ripen, but I'm going to take down all the tomato plants this weekend anyway. The second crop of peas is still going strong, but I think the peppers are finally slowing down enough for me to pull the plants and either make a vat of green salsa with the jalapeños and green tomatoes, or chop and freeze everything.



Inu is Queen of the Universe. Or at least of the recliner.



EXTREME CAT CLOSEUP. If Inu is going to beg and whine to be put on my lap while I'm near the camera, this is what's going to happen to her.



Mr. Peterson is getting old. He's got tiny white hairs all over him now, and the black parts of him used to be 100% black.



Mr. P in one of his most common states: alert, lest something from the outside break in to kill him. Most likely the three boxers next door were barking like crazy, which always freaks him out.

Comments

[platypus]

Mm, those tomatoes look good. Mr. Peterson's white hairs are cute, too.

[nonelvis]

I am sorry to see the tomatoes go, but it's nearly November. And sure, it was unexpectedly nearly 80 degrees out today, but that only means we'll probably get snow next week. New England weather is so special.