Scenes From the Driver's Seat

As you must know, neither Cecil or I are drivers.  We are barely able to abide the times we have to be passengers in the keeper's car.  Cecil has far more experience in cars than I do, but we prefer to walk. However, the keeper spends a lot of time driving, and we get to see the photos of the sky that sometimes makes traffic jams worthwhile for her. The two above are from last night and this early evening.  She assured us that the car was not moving when she beheld the horizon in the blur of color.  She thought it was a good use of waiting time. Maybe.  Who knows?  We wait a lot, and we don't take photos.  We wait for her to feed us, to wake up, to let us out, to brush us, to clean up after us, to call us in. We wait for the bird to perch on the feeders.  We wait for the neighbor cats and squirrels to invade our yard.  We wait for mice in the bushes.  Our whole lives are about waiting.  Maybe we should ask her to attach little cameras to our collars like that You Tube cat. 

Saturdays Should Be More Exciting

We were excited because the keeper was going to work at home today at her computer on something called annulments.  She tells us that she has to translate testimony from Spanish to English and prepare briefs.  And she added that she needs perfect quiet to do this.  Alice and I were thinking the same thing...this means we get to play outside all day! But, that is not what the keeper was thinking.  It was drizzling, and I had snuck out before breakfast to mark my spots a few doors down and the keeper caught me, so I was busted and we were grounded.  INSIDE. BORING.  NO TREATS. We did try to walk on her computer when she got up to get the door.  We tried to sneak out when Blake the handyman came to fix a doorknob.  But we were grounded and still are.  WOW.  We know that other cats have way more interesting lives than we do. But we will keep her.  She tries her best.

Signs in our Neighborhood

After such a wild night last evening, the keeper brought us home some humor tonight.  No helicopters, search dogs, sirens or flashing lights.  Just a message from our vegan friends.

A Made for TV Evening

We had all experienced peaceful evening last night.  The keeper was getting ready for us to go to bed when she heard a helicopter circling above.  We looked out the window and saw the red lights hovering over our house and the park across the way.  Then, we noticed flashing lights in the parking lot across the street.  Then we heard shouting.  Then our house was washed in a chaos of reds and blues from flashing lights on the police cars which kept arriving.  One police car parked in front of our driveway and the revolving lights lit up our den for two hours after we turned off our lights.  We watched and watched.  They brought in dogs and hikers with flashlights to scour the woods.  We watched and wondered what kind of escaped madman must be out there, we imagined traffickers and rapists hiding in the woods as the dogs lunged and barked and the blades of the helicopter chopped away for several hours.  Finally they stuffed a young man in the sheriff's car, and peeled out.  Eventually the barking died down, the lights dimmed, the chopper moved on to chase other criminals.  It was 2 AM.   

This afternoon the keeper called the police to find out what had transpired. She was waiting to hear about a massive drug bust, a child molester, a murderer.  No, they told her it was a tagger defacing a city park and some underage drinking.  She told us that after living in the likes of El Paso, the Hilltop of Tacoma, and the CD, she was astounded.  And she wondered aloud to us, " If that is what they do for taggers here, what would ever happen to a drug dealer, a robber, or a person without proper documents?" 

In the Bleak Midwinter

Hi, everyone.  It's Cecil here.  Alice had to take an antihistamine and is a little drowsy.

But the keeper took me outside for a walk in the back yard.  I chased a new big long-haired cat away.  The keeper was very impressed with my fierce howl and yowl. But she got distracted as soon as she noticed that all of the bulbs we planted in the fall are starting to poke through the leafy mulch.  It is exciting. This means we will be able to stay out longer soon.

We are sorry to hear about all the snow problems on the East coast. We hope all the poeple and animals are safe.

An Olympic View

On the way home from Lake Union, the keeper had to admire the mountains.  Can you believe such gorgeous-ness?

At the Boat Show

The keeper left us this morning to go out to lunch with her friend J.  They went down to Lake Union where the keeper had a fat gift certificate for lunch.  There were many people shopping for multi-million dollar boats.  So the keeper and J picked up the catalogs and shopped a bit themselves.  But in the end, Chandlers Crab House was more appealing.