After a week of temps in the low 40s (I had to break out my twice-a-year heavy coat) today was in the high sixties, and tomorrow will be in the 70s (which means all the trees will bud then die in a big February freeze, like last year).
This little critter was outside. Sukey was quite excited, but only looked, didn't touch. I think she found another one in a lawn chair leaning against the house (that's where they live) but I only saw an unmoving bit of tail that could have been a leaf stem.
I was happy to see him, except it's too early in the year for him to be out, until he got too close to the back door.
The camellias died in the cold, but they're still pretty, like they're made of crepe paper:
And now for some beauty pictures of Sally:
I wonder if it's genetic, that she can curl her tongue that way: