

The pictures show the road construc- tion that is at the south end our street. It is about a quarter of a mile from our home. The road is being widened so that it will be twice as wide as it was. During the day, we can hear the noise of the construction and on dry days which is most days, the dirt and dust seep into the house. We took these pictures Friday morning before work began.
The first picture is looking west and the second one is looking toward the sunrise. This road is the southern edge of the housing development where we live. The road that forms the western edge is also under construction. It has jokingly been said that in Minnesota there are two seasons, winter and road construction. This year, for us, it is no joke; it seems all together too true.
Do you remember the pictures I posted of our two cats? Quincy is the one that is white with orange; I prefer to describe him as orange with a big white spot. Our cats are strictly indoor cats. They firmly believe that there must be a window or screen between them and the outside. They love to check everything that is outside from the windows. They love to sniff the breeze.
There is a cat that frequently comes around to our yard. Quincy and Mooch are very interested in monitoring his activities. When the cat walks through the yard, our cats go from window to window following his progress. The visitor is orange and white, like Quincy so we call him Fake Quincy. In all unbiased truth, Quincy is much better looking than Fake Quincy.
Sunday morning we saw Fake Quincy in the backyard. It looked like he was intensely observing the retaining wall of the garden. He did not seem to move a muscle and seemed to hold his position for much longer than a cat is able. Eventually we discovered that Fake Quincy was watching a little chipmunk. When we discovered it, it was running along the top of the wall directly toward Fake Quincy. We watched and just hoped that it could out maneuver the cat. The cat tried to pounce on the chipmunk but the leftover construction materials that we had not put away gave the chipmunk cover. The cat tried to get to the chipmunk while the chipmunk kept up a loud chatter.
We felt that a rescue was in order so we went out to scare Fake Quincy away. He reluctantly left but the chipmunk continued to chatter. We were puzzled about where the chipmunk was as we lifted up the things that were hiding it. The chipmunk was stretched out flat on its stomach underneath a piece of lumber that was just barely held off the top of the wall by some small pieces of siding. It remained still and quiet for a couple seconds until it determined that we would let it run away.
Right now it looks like we could have rain. Cross your fingers that it does rain. We need it so desperately.