A free cup of coffee; 65 degrees, four-wheelers, the Little Su, black cat outside, a golf course far away
Thursday, April 29, 2010 at 11:31AM ;)
Just as All Things Considered began on the radio, I pulled up to the window at Metro Cafe yesterday afternoon only to discover that someone had bought me a cup of coffee and a cranberry muffin. She did not leave her name, but remained anonymous. And the day before, I found a gift card waiting for me from Funny Face.
My goodness!
Thank you all!
As Sashana prepared to hand me the cup, she and Carmen posed for:
Through the Window Metro Study, #3.3333333... and so on to infinity
;)
As I drove away, sipping, I saw these two - father and son, perhaps; uncle and nephew, maybe; perhaps just friend and friend, out enjoying the 65 degree weather on a four-wheeler.
Yes. You read me correctly.
SIXTY-FIVE DEGREES!
I thought for a moment that I had moved to The Bahamas.
;)
But it was still Wasilla. I could tell by the four-wheeler dust. Can you believe it? Just a few days ago, the ground surface varied between frozen solid and muck, and now a kid on a four-wheeler can have a blast, kicking up dust.
;)
As I crossed the bridge over the Little Susistna, I saw this man and this young girl walking along the bank.
;)
It turned out that he is Mike and the young girl is his 26-month old daughter, Dagne. They live five miles from the river and this is the first time that they have visited it since before the snow came down in October.
;)
Jimmy also ventured outside for the first time. He kept pawing at the window until finally I relented, but only under the condition that he would remain always in my eyesight.
Chicago observed, but did not follow. In the ten or 11 or 12 years that she has been with us, Chicago has ventured outside exactly once. As I have mentioned before and will someday tell in detail, here or in a book or both, it took us seven weeks and two days to get her back and then she was damn near dead - nothing but a dehydrated bag of bones.
She is fat now.
;)
As eager as he had been to go out, once he got out, Jimmy was spooked. Something out there was frightening him. He refused to leave the porch.
As for Royce, there in the background, I would have been happy to let him out but he never wanted to venture past the window - which is odd for Royce.
I am happy to report that, at long last, he is gaining some weight. Yet, he is still skinny. He eats a ton of food - more than the other three combined, I would say, and it just seems to go right through him.
But he is gaining some weight, so he must be retaining some of it.
;)
It was Caleb that had spooked Jimmy so. Caleb had knocked some balls way back into the trees, at the bottom of the little hill and had gone down to search for them.
Jimmy could not see him, but he could hear him. He did not know what he was.
A bear, maybe.
If Jimmy even know about bears.
I doubt that he does. How would he?
He probably imagined that Caleb was something even bigger and more frightening than the biggest, baddest, bear out there.
;)
From behind my office window, Pistol-Yero calmly observed it all.
;)
This is Caleb this morning. Where do you think he is and what is he looking at?
;)
He is at IHOP. Caleb had to drop his car off at the shop at 8:00 AM. He asked me to pick him up and then he took me to breakfast, his treat. Caleb loves IHOP pancakes, so that's where we went.
;)
Well, he's still looking. At what?
;)
Passing cars, is all I can think of.
Or maybe golf courses, far away, like Pebble Beach, Tucson, or Scottsman's Head.
Reader Comments (7)
The temperature was about the same here on the eastern side of the lower 48. Your son's picture reminded me of a recent conversation I'd had with Cara via IM. You should ask Caleb what he was thinking and post it after we all have a guess. My guess is that he had itchy feet, and was dreaming about being someplace else.
Wow what an interesting photo - a cat with cat butt!
(I tried to type that as my mind said it, I know it's bad English!)
Mmmm pancakes. Royce looks good, glad to hear he's gaining weight. I went to a cat adoption center on their visiting night and enjoyed visiting the cats, but cried for Buddy all the way home. I have some things to resolve before I will be ready for new cat (s).
Glad to see you got the button up, Bill. I would have had to go the funnyface route and send Carmen some money for your coffee breaks!
Mocha, thanks for mentioning that the button is up.....missed it.
Bill, I enjoyed the cat photos. So happy to get a Royce update; Furless Jim must also be pleased with his progress.
Take good care...........
Thank you for putting the button up-I really enjoy reading about your everyday life-children -grandkids and cats
Bill,
Just want to make sure you are aware of the airshow in Ankorage this weekend; it would be terrible if you wanted to go but missed it because I didn't tell you. There may even be a photo opportunity or two!
Here is a llink:
http://www.aero-news.net/index.cfm?ContentBlockID=35e29225-adee-4aad-8005-acc454cb05e6&
Debby - Caleb does not remember for certain, but believes he was thinking about golf and coffee. That 65 was a blip. It is still very nice, but 48.
Michelle - Thank you! Yes, that was an interesting mutation.
Mocha - I know the feeling. I found Jim on one of my trips to the pound to check for Little Guy and he brought me to tears, right there. For two weeks, I pretended that I was not going to adopt him, because he could not replace Little Guy, but, of course, I had to bring him home. Where else was to go, if not home?
Yes, I am certain Furless Jim is. He has not seen him for awhile, but he does get the reports.
Thank you, Ann. I hope you will continue to enjoy.
Mike - Thanks for the heads up. I have so much to do this weekend that I can hardly afford to take the time to drive to Anchorage... but then... it is... airplanes!