Autumn sent me another picture of the evil Adam-attacking bunny. Seemed like an appropriate subject for today.

Nearly spherical!
Autumn sent me another picture of the evil Adam-attacking bunny. Seemed like an appropriate subject for today.
Nearly spherical!
I ran into Evan in a post office about a block away from that cat sanctuary I’ve been talking about so much. He was an absolute gentleman and a credit to his breed, McNabb or no.
Autumn is babysitting Boo, who has been identified by his owners as a velvety land hippo. And who are we to question?
Boo has some hip problems, the result of being stuck in a concrete-floored shelter for two damn years, but mostly doesn’t let that slow him down.
Totally game for the stairs.
Mac (8) is a red short-haired border collie, a breed that originates from up around Redding, CA, not so very far from San Francisco. And at least one of his owners is from near SF originally (not sure about the other.) And I ran into him with his family out in Wyoming. Small world!
Mac used to do a lot of herding. And he is, even as I post this, on his way back to the farm he herded at. You know. Just to keep a paw in.
Rawlins, Wyoming appears to be the deer capital of the world. I have gone cycling to various places six times and seen deer every single time. For a place with so much hunting equipment in the local Walmart, they sure aren’t scared of people.
Another kitty from the caboodle I captured at the Friends Forever Auburn Cat Sanctuary. She is the ruler of all she surveys, and suffers herself to be petted only occasionally and for short periods. And yet I like her. Because she’s got cat class, and she’s got cat style.
I’m currently in Rawlins, Wyoming, staying at a campground for the holiday weekend. I have an electric bicycle which I’m using as a ‘dinghy’, which works out well for the most part. If I need to buy something big, I can drop by a Costco or Target in the Lummox, and if I just need to go somewhere for fun, or if I need to shop for a few things, I can take my backpack and hop on Batty. That’s the bike’s nickname. His full name is, of course, ‘Dingbat’.
Anyway, that’s what I did today. And I saw this majestic pup in her personal limousine and just had to share her.
Almost a year later, and I still cannot remember this pup’s name.
Moose does have an animal-themed best friend, but his name is ‘Frog’, and not ‘Squirrel’. I guess maybe Squirrel would be too distracting anyway.