Charley for a Day

Nope, not a new TV show. Charley is a Homeward Bound alumnus, and he stayed with me for a while while we weaned him off Prozac. I wrote a little about him in this post. He’s back for a short visit while his Mom and Dad celebrate their 33rd wedding anniversary. He’ll be going home tomorrow but it’s great to see him again if only for a short time. Scrappy’s not playing with Charlie — that’s nothing new. But at least he isn’t all pouty and moping around this time.    

Slow day

I never left home yesterday (Saturday), mostly because I was working on a leg injury. I also did some chores outside as much as I could. The late afternoon produced some good photography light so I decided to test some lenses to determine which get sold and which get to stay. That’s my excuse for having only Scrappy shots to post. This is Scrap giving me “the look”. You might think he’s expressing his impatience at posing for so many pictures. And the truth is he isn’t always cooperative. But he’s learning that he gets treats when he poses properly…

Old things

I’ve always loved old things. I have my grandmother’s cast iron dutch oven that’s at least a hundred years old. My grandmother once let me keep an arrowhead I found on her property. It seemed ancient and wondrous to me. Sadly, it didn’t take long for me to drop it and watch, horrified, as it split into two or three pieces. I was inconsolable. I distinctly recall the day I discovered a row of old books in the graduate library at university. One day I was walking down an aisle looking for a new carrel to claim — someone had…