Summer Blahs

All our waiting and watching has paid off!

 

There’s finally some action around my bird feeder! Big ones, too.

 

They seem a little nervous, probably because they can see me checking them out. And drooling.

But can you blame me for wanting to dine on a succulent wild bird? My human still can’t get the food thing right! In fact, she brought home one batch recently that even Binga didn’t like. And you know what a hog she is!

I’m back to playing with my food more than eating it.

 

But again, can you blame me? I spend all day watching yummy looking birds hanging out by my window and then I’m faced with this bland, prefab junk. It’s criminal.

Other than the ongoing food issue, it’s been pretty boring around here. It’s very hot and often muggy. It’s hard to get comfortable in weather like that.

 

Boodie took to napping in the box my birthday gift came in. Too bad for her that my human got rid of it.

Instead of napping, Binga decided to help my human work on some copy editing. She was very ticked off to discover that my human didn’t want her help.

Things got a little livelier around here when my human had her birthday. She is way older than I am, by the way. You can tell by the card her boyfriend gave her.

 

He also gave her a box of gourmet chocolates, which was really unfair because she can’t share it with us. Binga looked in the bag, wondering if there was anything else that was better.

Nope. Just a stupid watch. What is it with humans and timekeeping?

Well, her boyfriend did get her one cool thing we used as a toy.

 

At the end of the month, the two of them went to some weird event held by a group called Sons of the Desert. I don’t know much about them, but I hate them because she keeps bringing home hats for me — yet another fine mess!

 

»August 2007