Gnu... Kiki birds?

At least the lake has stayed open, and I keep reminding myself that the very latest, according to my stack of old marked up calendars, that the peepers have started singing here was April 17, and the earliest was April 12. Not so long now.

But the cats are getting bored from wanting to be warm indoors too much, and finding new and interesting things to do. Tommy has learned that if he squashes the spacebar/alt/shift/ctrl down with his paw, things appear on the monitor. If you see really odd messages (odder than usual) under my nick, it means the little bugger has mastered typing. Snowball is more direct. If I am not-patting-him while using the computer, the act of him standing up off my lap, turning round, and setting his fluffy white arse down in the middle of the keyboard will certainly get my attention.
tyui
fghjk
cvbnm
is his most common message.