Saw an American egret as I drove through the park this morning. This weekend I may try to move KittenBritches to our new house. She’s been staying at our old place, the only place she’s ever known, having been born and raised in the log yard. Dennis works over there every day and visits with her but has been reluctant to move her – I think I will just do it. I could be wrong but I think she belongs with us as much as with the place.