Maybe you would understand, but if you do, seek psychiatric counseling immediately. Also, evict the crack squirrels from your head as soon as possible.
I guess these are just some random pictures I have taken since I got to my mom’s house in the Bay Area for Christmas.
They have three semi-feral outdoor cats living in the yard.
Technically, these two, the males, live in the backyard. The female, who is the sister of the black one, lives in front and eats on the deck.
She still hunts. These two don’t. They sleep and eat. Which is good for me, and this post.
Because I am back doing that game for my mom… who, once again, is 95, and doesn’t see as well as she used to. She loves bird watching. So I fill the bird feeder, and sit outside in the garden, with the zoom lens, and try to get as many good bird photos as I can.
And then I blow them up on my laptop, and she identifies them, and we like the game.
The game would not work if the two large male cats had any desire to feed themselves.
But they don’t… and the birds know it. They will hop around, picking up seeds that spilled from the feeder, and they and the cats just ignore each other.
After I have been here for a day, they ignore me too.
So just prepare yourself for some more bird pictures, that’s all I’m sayin’.
Wait… sorry… that isn’t a bird.
We went to visit my friend Chris last night. I have known him since we were little kids. We grew up on the same street, the street where I am sitting right now. What are me and my older daughter doing?
Hey, in the title, I promised you at least one dog in this post.
And underneath that pile of love is one very happy Chocolate Lab named Dutch.