"OOh, it's wet outside,

time to sniff the plants", says Augustus.

And "let's not get our paws wet", he thinks to himself.

Ollie dude is scoping the area for big lions and other wild animals
before he can head over
to the same plant in order to sniff the wet leaves. "So yummy", he meows to me.
The drizzle has cut into our excursions but dudes don't mind it too much.

Early this morning after our excursion we decided to pick up our reading...we have been slacking off.

Augustus assumes the listening pose,

getting ready to meditate,

ponder,

reflect


on

"O thou who hast eyes to see! ... The perfume is intimately commingled and blended with the bud, and once the bud hath opened the sweet scent of it is spread abroad. The herb is not without its fruit, although it seemeth so, for in this garden of God every plant exerteth its own influence and hath its own properties, and every plant can even match the laughing, hundred-petalled rose in rejoicing the sense with its fragrance. Be thou assured of this. Although the pages of a book know nothing of the words and the meanings traced upon them, even so, because of their connection with these words, friends pass them reverently from hand to hand. This connection, furthermore, is purest bounty. When the human soul soareth out of this transient heap of dust and riseth into the world above, then veils will fall away, and verities will come to light, and all things unknown before will be made clear, and hidden truths be understood...." Selections AB

while Ollie calls his mice to order,
tries to listen upside down,
then right side up,
perhaps while giving his mouse a good nibbling.
We think that he is entirely blown away!!!

Cat dudes filled their wet paws with kitty kisses and blew them in the air to wish everyone a week of delights.

Ciao!