Like Batman, I can be summoned with a signal cast upon the heavens. He with a silhouette of a bat, I with cat ears. He to fight criminal masterminds, I to evict trespassers in Scout’s bed.
We all have our roles to play.
Sam and Emma get a serving of Tiki Cat wet food in the mornings. We’ve alternated flavors over the years, sometimes even getting a variety pack where they get a new flavor every couple of days. That was all good and well but now they’re hooked on Wild Salmon and won’t touch anything else. Emma I can kind of understand, she’s always been a bit picky, but little Samwise was a surprise as he’ll eat anything that isn’t a vegetable.
If they ever discontinue Wild Salmon, may God have mercy on our souls.
Another picture of Sam after we adopted him in 2007, taking the high ground on top of the scratching post. He and Emma were still quarantined in the guest bedroom and had not been introduced to the house at large, and more importantly, to Scout. We named him Samwise and hoped he would be as good a companion to her as his namesake was to Frodo.
The other day Sam and Scout stood facing each other, purring, making biscuits by kneading my stomach. Periodically they’d lean forward and rub their faces together.
I’d say he has lived up to his name.
It takes a far better birder than I to identify gulls with any confidence so I won’t even try. I was with family on this outing so I didn’t spend as much time working the scene as I normally would have and didn’t quite get the look with the yellow flowers in the background that I wanted. Pretty bird though.