It seems that we are always having to make goo-goo eyes at Mom these days to get Second Supper. Why doesn’t she just give it to us immediately without our having to line up and make all kinds of unearthly noises and faces? Charles is the worst. He sounds like an Ewok from that Star movie. Or some animal dying. Me, well, I just whine and whine and whine until she gives in. How can anyone resist my smile? – Sofie
So far, summer is ridiculously hot. You try wearing a fur coat all year. I hear even Alaska is burning up. Thank goodness for air conditioning. Stay cool, pups! Have a beautiful Black and White Sunday.
Sofie gets so hot; I would too if I had to wear a fur coat in 100-degree weather. She always sleeps on the a/c floor grate or under the ceiling fan. Her big furry ears wiggle as the fan blows. Watch the video and count the twitches. Bark Out Loud, if that isn’t cute!
Every year our Osprey return to mate and have little Osprey.
This is us in 2014 before the bulkhead was turned into a living shoreline, staring at the Osprey platform. Those big birds don’t like us much. This year Mom caught them on video teaching their baby’s to fly. Turn up your volume if you want to hear their little cry drowned out by the 17-year cicada song. The cicadae are very loud but will be gone in a few weeks. But that is for another blog.