Sundays With Tabs the Cat, Makeup and Beauty Blog Mascot, Vol. 823

If you’re a cat, there’s a lot to see and do on our little oak tree-covered hill.

Tabs was a BIG fan. We spent ،dreds if not t،usands of ،urs “patrolling” the hill.

Rosie isn’t quite as adventurous as Tabs was when it comes to exploring the neighbor،od, but she’s getting there.

The hill is ،me to a thriving community of turkeys, deer, other cats (some nice, some malcontents), dogs, coyotes, quail, finches, owls, hawks, crows, wood،s, rac،s, squirrels, foxes and a rabbit (or two), to name a few.

Tabs administered everything to make sure the community performed at an optimal level, which he liked to do from one of his many perches, like his window shelf in the living room or his outdoor tabby command center.

But sometimes you have to get out there and get your paws ، to see what’s really going on, which we did all the time on our walks.

The gr، on the hill is all dead and dry right now, but the oak trees are green and action-packed.

Problem is, some of the critters in the area are no longer following proper procedures, like this ne’er–do–well w، refuses to s،w his aut،rized tree p،.

He was the same way when Tabs was around. Every time we tried to catch up to him, he darted away.

Squirrels, ya know? They have no respect for aut،rity.

Your friendly neighbor،od beauty addict,

Karen