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Alexander, AKA “Super Scamp”

After we lost Josie last December we started thinking “kitten”. As it became more and more obvious that Albert most likely would not last the year (of course we had thought that other years), our search got more serious and we started to apply to shelters. Yes, you need to be approved to adopt. We had a reservation to see a couple of cats last Saturday.

And then we lost Albert on Friday.

So we went to the shelter, Darbster in Manchester, NH, on Saturday. We were supposed to look at a bonded pair of females. the were scared to death of us! After 10 minutes of sitting quietly near them, they were stills cared to death.

Hmm, I do not want to force these cats into a house with two largish dogs and another cat if they are already so traumatized by us just sitting near them.

So we started looking at other cats and kittens.

Two really wanted attention. I opened the door of the first. She allowed me to pat her, then ran off to explore. The other said “Not good with other cats” on his door, but I decided to look anyway.

This cat seemed starved for attention. When the other forced its way into his “kitty condo”, he just sniffed it. he did better with Patches than any of the other cats did!

So he, renamed Alexander, came home with us.

Alexander is about 8 months old. he is a sandy gold, very light colored. He is long and very thin. He has very soft, short hair. He is a bit slinky, but also athletic.

Alexander explored every corner of our largish house within a few hours. he has been getting to know the other animals, though there is still a little hissing and growling.

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Immature Loon

Immature Loon

The other day I went down to one of my favorite little walks, Bells Neck in Harwich.  I got out of the car and walked towards the herring ladder.  There is a pool of water above the flume, a little smooth inlet away from the main pond.  I saw a bird between the parking lot and the water, a largish bird.  Not eagle big, or Great Blue Heron big, but something with the body the size of a Canadian Goose but a much shorter neck.

I walked pretty close, and it only half watched me.  But then I got Fiyero out of the car and it lifted it’s head and kept a sharp, red eye on the dog.

I wasn’t sure what it was, but it looked familiar.  I thought “Loon”, but it was the wrong color.  Besides, I had never seen a Loon on the Cape.  In Canada and northern Maine, sure, but Cape Cod?  Nope. Continue reading

Idina – New Puppy, New Photos

It was, very cold.  The wind was howling.  It would have been a great day to hang out at home, but we drove a little over an hour to Kittery, Maine.  After waiting in a deserted parking lot for almost an hour a truck with a trailer pulls up.  It was almost midnight.  People walk out of the four cars and trucks that were in the parking lot, walk to the far side of the truck, out of sight.  They emerge with something tucked in their arms and hurry out of the cold to the waiting warmth of their vehicles.

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Albert

I want to bring you back a few years and have you visit an outdoor café in Kuwait City.  Two sisters are sitting and chatting about the past and the future, about Kuwait, where they grew up, and about Boston, a city one sister now called home.  As they sat and talked they witnessed a feral cat being struck by a car. Continue reading