So to make up for it, I got BBQing lessons from the clowns. Had to be careful to keep away from the heat.
This dinky little cat couldn't seem to keep away from me. I had no choice but to bond.
I was dying to get into the dirt. The Clowns have a beautiful garden and I was anxious to get my stem a little dirty.
After too much outdoor activity it was nice to settle in for a little bit of Seinfeld. Maroonclown got quite cuddly.
The Clowns don't have any kids, and very few guests, so I had to try and see life from their perspective. They tried to explain to me that they were really protecting me from their cats but I had my doubts.
Nonetheless, I tried to make myself as comfortable as possible.
The next day Mr. Clown snapped. He had enough. Luckily Maroonclown was there with a camera and was able to save me.
She bundled me up and got me the heck outta there. She felt so bad she brought me out to lunch with Byoffer and Bullzeye. I gotta say, I've met so many peeps on my travels.
Byoffer offered (??) to take me into is home for the next few days and I was so ever grateful. But I did take a real liking to Bullzeye. He can dance!
