Romeo welcomes you to another Feline Friday!
All the cats take turns lounging in the sun that shines in through the sliding doors to the deck of our still somewhat new house, but Romeo is the only one who still stares into the outside world for long periods, taking in as much as he can. I’m pretty sure he’s standing guard in case any wandering cats appear. I’ve seen a couple since we moved 18-months ago, but generally this does not seem to be cat territory.
Our cats used to have free access to the outside when we lived in Kaaawa. We had two cat doors, one on each end of the living room. Occasionally we would close them in due to bad weather or some other reason, but generally they could sit outside whenever they were in the mood.
Not so since we moved to our house in Kahala. With a somewhat busy street in front, we decided this was a good time to transition them back to a more boring but much safer lifestyle. They’ve adapted much better than we feared. I thought the enforced indoors might generate more pushback in the way of general sissyness, but that never happened. Of course, they are all senior citizens now and perhaps that accounts for the difference.
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In January 1998, we rescued two kittens that had been thrown from a moving car along Kahekili Highway near Kaneohe. We immediately turned around and headed for our vet’s office, in what was then called the Temple Valley Shopping Center. The kittens, both females, had been well cared for before being dumped out of the car, and we quickly named them Kili (for the Kahekili Highway) and Wally (for a set of Wallace silverware that we had been going to bid on at an auction that morning in Honolulu. Instead of the silverware, we arrived back home in Kaaawa with something (somethings?) much more valuable.
These kittens quickly became big parts of our lives.
This photo was taken later that year. I’m guessing it was probably mid-summer. I managed a selfie while Ms. Wally was helping me during an afternoon nap. As you can see, we were color coordinated.
They grew up to be mighty fine cats and lived long lives. We were all very lucky.
We spent Saturday evening with the group of friends who walk with us (and their dogs) in the early mornings. Lots of good food, good wine, and good stories were shared.
At one point, Tucker decided that my face definitely needed to be licked. He jumped up on the couch where I was sitting, scrambled into my lap, and proceeded with repeated attempts to scrub my face with his happy tongue. I have a series of awkward selfies which recorded his attempts, which finally ended in this calm moment and a self-portrait.
Here are just a few photos from this morning’s walk on the beach, split between the wonderful views and several of Kahala dogs, including both regulars and new found friends.
Meda’s dragging around with a cold that she likely brought back from Las Vegas, and I’m trying my best to stay out of its way. I’ve succeeded so far, but this is usually a losing effort.
Anyway, click below and enjoy today’s photos.