Younger Crowd

 Besides the mostly very elderly cats here, a younger crowd provides entertainment.  For the most part, they're happy healthy and insanely funny.

Tickle, from Quartzville road is curious, a bit odd looking with a lanky body and small head, and fun loving.

Prissy from Quartzville road with elderly Hawkeye in background

Prissy also enjoys hanging out inside and literally hanging out upside down on my ancient cat trees.

Prissy is full of expressions.

Machi from the 7-11 colony in Sweet Home.

Tball--the master of dramatic pose.  He and his sisters are more middle aged.  

Dramatic pose boy Tball could have a career as a cat model.  This was him, striking a pose, even before he came here, in the park, where all four teenagers resided until the camp host warned me of a cougar seen just above the berry vines where they were living.  I went back that night and recaught them all, unable to sleep to think of them hanging from the mouth of a cougar.  I call them the cougar bait four.  

So these are the younger crowd, even though the Waterloo park kids are now middle agers.  

Our weather, unbearably hot the last few days, today is in cool off and national weather service claims we will experience a category 3 atmostpheric river event starting tomorrow or Saturday.  However, local forecasters are having none of that, although they, out of courtesy I suppose, let us know its been forecast by the big chiefs now of weather.  We the peons shall just wait and see, as always.

Well, I look outside, and we had rain this morning.  Wasn't supposed to rain til tomorrow.  I'm out of blackberries, ate all the ones I picked around the lake.   I need to get back up there, get some more.  They must be so fat and ready by now.  Fat, dripping blackberries---they haunt my dreams.  Tis that season.