Wow. I’m in the single digits now. Pretty soon our cats will have to start earning their food. Our newest unexpected bundle of joy has been doing that. We’ve developed a routine whereby he allows us to pet him for about 30 seconds before he’s fed. He earns that canned stinky cat food with some subtle kneading of the rug and discreet purring while we pet him. Best of all, he hasn’t punished us for forcing him into a pet taxi so we could take him to our vet. He was one unhappy, terrified boy but I have no doubt the vet and technicians cooed over him … as we often do.
And he plays. Oh, goodness, can that boy play! He’s definitely entertainment I would pay to see. Here are some photos of him in action.
As you can see from three of these photos, he moves fast and he likes to jump. He likes to run into things.
He’s just adorable.
I’m pretty sure our other three know something’s going on in the garage, but they’re not talking. Our temperatures are getting cooler, and they’re more interested in finding a free lap than acknowledging a potential intruder.
I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday. I’m grateful to have had a few days off. Friday we went on a slow walk through the Timberlane Ravine and, for a while, went our separate ways. My husband was hunting for bugs. I was hunting for photo opportunities.
It was late morning and the light was warm and magical.
The trees and their roots seem to take on human form, like legs intertwined or a woman stretching.
As usual, I looked for tiny things whether it be a little lizard or tiny funqi.
And flowers. I have to have flowers even if it means getting down on my arthritic knees.
The image on the right is one of those lucky moments. To get that photo, I had to position my iPhone on the ground, snap the photo and hope for the best. It had started to rain lightly as we were leaving, but I didn’t know until I cropped the photo that I captured a few raindrops on the lovely, delicate flower.
I hope you all have a wonderful week. Until next time, play well and play often.