Scratcher of heads, rubber of bellies
Sunday I woke early enough to go hiking but being tired and knowing I had a long week ahead I went back to sleep for a bit. So I was home but not awake when my wife and Trixie noticed a bobcat sitting on the ledge of my office window. I was up when it made its return hunting rabbits and other prey, though this time it didn’t come quite so close.
With its innovative low wall construction, the summer version of the Boo Box classic offers expansive views of the glorious desert sunrise and optimized airflow for the ubiquitous summer heat.
Samwise wants to know why mornings come so early. Me too Sammy! Seems unnecessary!
Trixie would like to point out that she can maintain social distance just fine, provided a sufficient number of pillows is available.
Taken two minutes apart on Halloween of 2014, Ellie teaches Boo how to wait by the door so they can greet me when I come home from work (he was always eager to take her spot after she got up). Our first cat Templeton used to wait by the door for me, then Scout learned it from him, and Sam and Emma from Scout. But after Ellie arrived the cats learned to hold back a bit as her feet started dancing but she was looking at me and not at cats who might have wandered underfoot. Sam and Boo sometimes greet me at the door now but not with the consistency of the old days.
From 2007, new arrivals Sam and Emma play in the guest bedroom while in isolation from Scout. I spent most of their introductory period with Scout since we were so tightly bonded but I’d relieve my wife at times and keep the youngsters company.
When you can’t curl up with your hero, his shadow will have to do.
Boolie 