Watching the wheels

He was trying to get all his orange ducks in a row. Speaking of ducks...reminds me of the time I was cruising down Woodland Avenue and hit a mother duck. The ducklings all made it safe and sound to the other side of the street. A kind gentleman gathered them all up and said he knew someone with a pond where the orphans ( no dad duck in sight) would live happily ever after ...I could only hope so.

On my way down the hill after a pleasant lunch with Susan, I captured this happy little scene.

Maybe he has this going through his kitty mind as he peers out at the traffic.