Holiday Half Moon

We are quick to point out that this is really only a half moon 

to the naked eye. And we think the 

keeper's fancy I Phone doesn't  quite capture reality.

Friday Camino

We believe she needs these walks.

We just want to make sure our food is on our plates before she takes off.

dusting f snow

This is what she saw today:  Cascades with a little bit of snow left,

translucent clumps of roses.

All almost hidden, but very beautiful.

Why We Cannot Go Outside

We like sneaking outside into our yard.

It's a benign place, but there are strange smells from other creatures we ave never met.

The keeper does not want us to meet any of them.

This is one.  He is about our size and is pretty cute, we think.

Perhaps she is suffering from some blind prejudice.

But are those claws? or fingers? 

Farewell Feasts

For lunch we said Farewell to John who was heading 

out on a sabbatical but leaving his director post at CHS.

He will return with new responsibilities this fall.

A great occasion to grill and gather in the sun.

This evening we said happy birthday and thanked Fr. Tom Marti 

for his life--all 80 years and his ministry with Maryknoll.

He is moving to retirement at Los Altos, CA

He sang for us.

Wednesday Camino

Today was a bit traumatic for us.

We had just settled down for our noontime naps when strange people entered the house.

They even had a key. They came to clean, and that they did. Noisily.

Apparently, there had been a stern warning from the keeper t

to keep the doors shut so we wouldn't run away.

So they guarded the doors.

What no one seemed to be aware of was that 

we were going to stay and protect the house!

God knows what would have happened had we not supervised!

They did a fine job, but didn't put everything back 

quite where they found it.

That was our day. We are working animals, not only bloggers but supervisors!

She is getting a good deal here.

She came home, congratulated us on staying inside and went on another walk.

A little cat several blocks away tried to follow her, but thought better of it.

And she ended up stopping at the ridge over Animal Acres Park where

the sun was dancing on the leaves.

Tuesday Camino

We were excited.  She was home by 6:30.

We sat next to our toys, hoping we would all play.

Instead, we were fed, which wan't a bad thing.

But we were hoping for a little bonding time.

She was more into bonding with the great ourdoors.

You have to admire--5 miles to the Lake and back and around, listening to 

Krista Tippett interviewing meaningful people talking about meaning.

Maybe it's better than a bird toy. 

She saw the mountain from a new perch.

And marveled at the fact the blackberries, though green and tiny now are slowly ripening.

And as an old friend says in his Irish melancholic way,

"There's always a touch of autumn in the air."

When she  came back, she finally played with us until we were too tired to leap and twirl.

Evening Camino

We were told today there would be diversions.

And that we were not to create any diversionary tactics of our own--

like run outside when they forgot to shut the door.

House cleaners.

But they never came.  Car trouble, we heard.

So we spent the day alone enjoying the onshore flow, 

to quote a friend. 

She left us as soon as she got home.

She came back after four miles of walking.

she discovered a few new look out points and gardens 

tucked into Sheridan Hills.

Hot!

Two of us spent Sunday inside of the house.

She told us it was cooler.  

We would have liked to be able to make that judgement for ourselves.

We just had to take it all on faith.

So far, her word is good.

But Oliver lounged under the fan. Don't tell the keeper, though.

And Lucy sprawled out under the window breeze. 

Camino to the Swing under the Trees

The keeper did go out, but she did not venture  very far walking today.

Unlike us, at least she got out. 

She repaired to her cocoon swing under the shady canopy of trees.

She read and swung, perhaps napped a bit.

We couldn't tell you for sure, since we had to stay inside.

Congratulations Kate

She didn't rush home from the cemetery.

Instead she headed to a party for Kate who graduated from high school

and will be studying Criminal Justice at PSU in the fall.

She actually started college last year while finishing high school.

Kate's a smart one, she is!

A visit to Calvary

We all played together once she got home.

But not for long. She was off again--this time to a cemetery

to see her friend's new headstone/marker.

We suggested she bring flowers.

she thought that was a splendid idea.

Then she went to the place she is going to be buried. 

It has a lake and mountain view, we hear. 

We probably won't be around by the time she will need it, though.

Maybe we can join her there if they would move us all from Kittyrood.

No one would really have to know, would they?

Early Camino

This morning we had breakfast but she went walking down to the LAKE.

The roses took on a delicate porcelain quality  in the morning light.

On the eve of the birth of JTB

We should know by now that when we get extra food 

before she leaves for the day, this means she will not come home on time to feed us.

Tonight was like last night. 

She told us she had been to the celebration of the restoration of a painting/mural that had been plastered to the wall of the baptistry.

The painter actually painted 50-100 paintings/year for 50-6- years.

He was also an episcopal priest. His grandson came and told stories.So did the head of collections at The Frye. 

So did the restorer and the man who supervised it being peeled of of the wall.

She came home with the scent of salmon, asparagus, and chicken on skewers.

We only had kitty kibble.

Iceland Reunion at the Agua Verde

By the time they had toured the exhibit, 

the Agua Verde was starting to slow down.

They started talking about a trip to China.

We doubt we will be able to join them.

Portage Bay was calm and beautiful tonight.

At the MFA Exhibit at the Henry

Instead of kayaking, they went to the MFA exhibit at the Henry.

These were her favorites.

Juan Jose

Guadalupe 

Araley

Sakuma Point

We had our dinner at a very fashionable hour tonight.

It seems our new keeper took advantage of the sun and

met a friend at Portage Bay, which as you can see, was wearing diamonds.

She considered going kayaking.

But instead enjoyed the other creative uses for has been kayaks.

Summer Camino

We were eager to see the keeper when she got home.

We knew there would be food, and possibly a chance to chase the bird on the string.

She fed us and played the bird string thing half-heartedly and went out for a long walk.

She said it was important to do so because it is summer now.

When she returned we heard about the mountain rising, the morning glories wrapping themselves around whole bushes, the hissing of summer lawns, and the smells of lavender, blackberry vines, and laurel. 

We were happy to stay inside because the crows seem a little vicious right now.

We tried to warm her, but she ignored us.

Aren't We Something?

Here we are when we aren't blogging.

You have to admit that we have a good life.

We are getting accustomed to it.