The Sentry

A look from behind as our cat Trixie sits inside of the wooden shutters of the window in my office on May 11, 2025. Original: _Z724073.NEF

This spring I heard Trixie chattering from my window, upon investigation a recently fledged dove was sheltering under a nearby bush without so much as a by-your-leave from our small sentry.

📷: Nikon Z 7II | Nikon 24-70 f/4
🗓️: May 11, 2025

Looking for the Light

Our cat Trixie stands atop the cat tree, looking out the window, on April 7, 2022. Original: _Z720241.NEF

Trixie the day after Sam died. She was so tightly bonded to him I knew his death would be hard on her, as it was with Scout when Templeton died and with Sam when Scout died.

📷: Nikon Z 7II | Nikon 24-70 f/4
🗓️: April 7, 2022

Time to Move

Our cat Trixie relaxes on a pillow in front of the window in my office on March 29, 2024. Original: _Z727637.NEF

The other night Trixie was sleeping on a pillow in front of my office window when a flash of light and a loud bang sent her scurrying from the room, without even looking I knew she’d be hiding under the bed. The thunderstorm raged for a surprisingly long time, rattling the windows and one tortoiseshell’s nerves. By 1 a.m. with the weather calmed she finally emerged to wake us up and let us know it was long past time to move back to Oregon.

📷: Nikon Z 7II | Nikon 24-70mm f/4
🗓️: March 29, 2024