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Greetings 2018

It’s officially the first day of 2018. Happy New Year everyone!

So, the past week hasn’t been very kind in terms of weather in my little corner of Maine. For a few days around Christmas it snowed, and when it stopped snowing, it was so cold it was pretty much impossible to enjoy the outdoors without being bundled up in so many layers you couldn‘t even move. So, I’ve basically been stuck inside.

For that reason, I have no pretty nature photos to share with you folks on this first day of the new year. Instead, I’ll share a shot I took a while ago of one of my cats being cute. Her cuteness is nothing new around here. In this shot, she was investigating an open bin that was left in the living room. As everyone with cats knows, whenever you move something or bring something new into the house, the cat(s) must investigate.



Here’s to hoping I can get back outside soon. Maybe I’ll actually be able to utilize my snowshoes this winter, unlike last winter…and the winter before that…and the winter before that…



Until next time…




Spoiled Kitties



I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this before, but my cats are incredibly spoiled.  Those of you who love cats probably know exactly what I’m talking about.



Anyway, my cats are so spoiled, they have numerous beds of their own to choose from yet they always seem to end up in a chair or on the couch where my seat was vacated for less than a minute.  They always give me the same look when I come back to my seat too…  “What?  You got up.  Your loss.”  And to show how spoiled they are, I don’t even bother moving them from my seat, I simply find another place to sit.  Sad?  Maybe.  I prefer to say it’s out of love, not that they own the place and simply allow me to live here to feed them and clean their litter box.  [-_^]  I heard a saying once that’s spot on, “Dogs have owners, Cats have staff.”



But, here’s proof…



Lazy Spoiled Kitties


I was ejected from not one, but two seats by both cats.  And what did I do when I returned to said seats to find they‘d been shanghaied?  I tucked in the napping fur babies and found another place to sit.



I’m weak, I know.





Until next time…





Too Cute



Hello again folks!  Now, seeing as this is technically a photography blog and seeing as I failed to post a photo last time, I figured I’d share a cute little snapshot of my youngest cat, Kenzi.



This was among the first shots I took this year of my cats.



Kenzi Lounging


Both of my cats are super photogenic, unlike me.  [-_^]  But Kenzi’s always doing cute poses, usually when my camera isn’t in reach so I’m always happy when I can catch a good image.



Cat lovers, hug your feline friends (or feline friends of your friends if you don’t have any fur babies yourself)!




Until next time…





Camping Adventure


In addition to hiking I’m also a big fan of camping.  I went camping for the second time this year a week or so ago (I usually wait until fall when it’s a bit cooler with less bugs).


Before embarking on my camping adventure, I made sure I had everything ready.  I decided to set up the single-person pop-up tent I bought years ago (but never used until now), in my living room before committing to using it on my trip.  I wanted to see if my air mattress would fit in the tent or if I’d have to make other arrangements (I.e. sleep on the ground).  Luckily the mattress fit.


I left the room for a moment and came back to this…


Cat Stole My Tent!


I think either she wanted to go with me, didn’t want me to go at all, or just liked the set-up.  I’m betting it was a combo of the last two.


Anyway, I got to the campground and got settled in my campsite, and what should happen?  It started raining.  Luckily my campsite had an arbor over the picnic table so I was able to wait out the rain without having to retreat to the car.


Once the rain let up, there was a layer of fog surrounding an island out in the bay.  This was the view from my campsite.






Until next time…




Think She’s Comfy?

It’s been a long running joke between me and my parents that our house isn’t really ours, that it really belongs to our cats and they just let us live there to act as their staff; cleaning their messes, feeding them, and fulfilling roles as furniture for them.

It may be a joke, but there’s a huge grain of truth in it. I mentioned before that whenever I get a new soft blanket, it doesn’t remain mine for long as one of my cats confiscates it.

Whenever I get up from wherever I was sitting one of the two female cats steals my seat. It happens with my desk chair (which can be really annoying especially if I’m just getting up from writing in order to stretch for a moment or use the bathroom), my chair at the kitchen table, my spot on the couch, another chair in the living room, even my bed.

Kenzi is typically the culprit, but Abby does the same thing too…



Think She's Comfy




Think she’s comfy enough?


Until next time…