Tag: Glenda

Mystery Kitty Says Hi!

Timothy Price35 Comments

Dawn

Can you find the owlette?

Sunrise

Gwendolyn

Glenda

Sliver sleeping

Cat 5

Spunk

Loki

Mystery Kitty

The mystery kitty started hanging around last summer, fighting with our cats through the wire in the catio. You can read more about that at https://wp.me/p1yQyy-cr8. He has always run away from us whenever he sees us, but Laurie noticed he’d been looking thin, so she started leaving food and water out for him. He was meowing at the Sally port door this afternoon, and our cats were not fighting with him through the wire. I walked out the door and he ran. I sat down on the step and called him. He slowly came back, sniffed me, got up on the step next to me, and let me pet him for a few seconds before he ran off again. I went back inside and in a few minutes he was meowing at the door again. I took a can of cat food out and put it in his food bowl, and he really appreciated the canned food. I sat on the step with him eating at my feet and took a few photos. He definitely looks rougher than he did when we first started seeing him last summer.

The humming bird that was buzzing aroung us while the mystery kitty was eating.

If you didn’t find the owlet in the long shot, here’s a closer view.

Sunset

On the Wrong Foot

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Interesting result

Jake tried to get me up at our normal walk time, which with the time change was 5:00 a.m. I told him to go back to bed. He had to wait until the afternoon to go on a walk because I had a lot to do in the morning and early afternoon. The afternoon was beautiful. We got in a three-mile walk. Surprisingly, we only saw a couple walking their dog and two cyclists for being such a beautiful afternoon. 

Silver, Glenda and Sasha stayed in bed longer than Spunk, Marble and I did. Spunk and Marble would have stayed in bed if I hadn’t gotten up.

I saw this Shelby Cobra on the way home from the store this morning. I can’t tell if it’s authentic, but it’s a great-looking car.

Spunk thinking about life, the universe, and everything after we got out of bed this morning.

Jake was seeing if the perpetual sneaker on the coyote that only coyotes, Jake, and I seem to walk on, would fit his right paw. He discovered that he got it on the wrong foot.

Almost got goosed by a couple of geese doing a close fly-by!

“What’s the password, Paparazzo? Sorry! ‘What? I don’t need no stinking password!’ is not the password. Ya wanna try again?”

Spunk

Windy

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We’ve had high winds the last two days that have blown most of the dried leaves off of Resa’s Wolf Tree.

The wind did not blow away the color at twilight this morning.

The goose thought the old paparazzo wouldn’t see it if it stuck its head in the water!

Glenda

Fewer leaves on Resa’s Wolf Tree at sunset than were there at twilight.

Fuzzy mountains from the dust

Cranes flew by fast with the tailwind.

The cranes hovered in the wind when they were coming in for landing.