I built a sunning box for our slider Midori so she can be safely left out on the balcony for periods of basking, which is essential to turtle health. Choco the Cat got into the action, too, but didn’t last too long in the heat.
Note: While we love Midori, and have cared for her for 24 years, we do NOT recommend turtles as pets. Some reasons here in a post on my old blog.
When Yumi and I headed up to Trout Lake for a ramble, we had no idea we’d run into a event. Chatted with folks from the Seymour Salmonid Society, Freshwater Fisheries Society, Northwest Wildlife Preservation Society, and more.
Yumi releasing a trout
Lots of cool fungi on the Rice Lake loop
And a cuddle with the furball when we got home
Choco the Cat demonstrates how power naps boost productivity.
A spot of sun in front of the fireplace is a great place to be when it’s -3C out : -).
The sensitivity and prescience of the average house cat boggles the mind.
I just spent 45 minutes banging around in the kitchen making oatmeal, choco chip, sesame cookies, while the cat slept in my office in the basement. She did not stir.
Last batch of cookies out of the oven, I fed the turtle in her sun lamp-lit corner of the living room, turned around, and there’s the cat sitting by her dish. Sheesh.
You know the rule, Daddy, feed one, gotta feed the other!
Life is rough. Here it is, 8:45 on Sunday morning and I’m exhausted.
Finally got the humans up, ordered a bit of soft food and a wee bowl of diluted juice from a can of water-packed tuna on the side, had a group cuddle while they nursed their first coffees…
And I still have the whole day ahead…. I think I’ll have a snooze.
Why we love our pets:
I have not succumbed to a brooding summer cold, but have a splitting headache. Today mid-morning I turned out the lights in my office and eased myself down on the floor for a nap, and…
Choco the Cat came in, meowked around a bit, gingerly stepped onto my chest, stretched out, and set the purr machine on 11.
“It’s OK, daddy, I’ll purr you better!”
Roll-your-own sushi for my birthday. Thank you to my lovely wife Yumi for the delectable feast!
And yes, Choco the Cat has officially attained the age of batshit-crazy grandma who doesn’t give a #$%* anymore about proper behaviour. : -)
We don’t have it in us to discipline the old gal in the twilight of her years. Choco has been a wonderful addition to the family ever since we got her from the Burnaby SPCA many years ago.
She just looks hurt and confused if admonished these days, a noticeable contrast to her youth when she learned quickly.
You have to make adjustments as a beloved companion ages.
We’ve been rearranging furniture, and adding “steps” here and there so she can still get to her favorite places.
Damn I love my kitty, even when she wakes us at 5 am…
Thank goodness this is “just woke up” face, and not “feed me now” face…
I took advantage of a lull in the rain to get some closeup shots around our front door and on our balcony. Also one of our turtle under her sun lamp.
For the photographers, these were shot with a Nikon D300 DSLR and my all-manual, some 35-year-old 55mm/3.5 Micro Nikkor.
Dori looks more orange than green with the warm color temperature of her basking lamp