This update is late, but whatever.
Gobo loves shoes and feet and smelly things. He’s so weird.
Gobo also loves the heat vent. Maybe he’s not so weird.
Apparently, Wembley decided to hang out by the bathroom door while I showered. When I opened the door, this scene greeted me.
Wembley is overly dramatic.
Wembley also likes to see if his dramatic reactions have any effect.
Wembley is round, y’all. He’s been on a diet, and it’s had some positive effects, but it’s still a work in progress.
Look at all those toes!
Cats don’t need two eyes to be awesome cats.
The eye of the Ursula is upon you.
She’s a little round.
Our cats are particularly brave when they are protected from the outside world by a pane of glass. Here, they’re aggressively stalking a squirrel. The squirrel is completely unconcerned by the felines who are aggressively … ummm … “pursuing” him.
Cats: “We’re really aggressive!” Squirrel: “Yawn.”
Long out of service, this is the best mailbox ever produced. It is not the droid you’re looking for, though.
Minor League Baseball games are pretty much all great.
When you add cheesy tots to Minor League Baseball, it’s pretty much an unstoppable evening.
Wembley occasionally looks very regal.
Gobo is basically the only lap cat in the house.
Wembley lying on his back is the best Wembley.
My wife and I share the house with three cats. They’re great. They’re also perfectly defective, each in her/his own unique way. Here are some of their better (?) moments from March 2018.
It’s pretty obvious that Wembley was asleep until right before I got home. Note the ruffled fur atop his sleepy little head.
Hunger + anger = hanger
Ursula’s face is curious, sweet, and intimidating all at once. She can take care of herself. She also likes the nook she’s found in the cat tower.
I’m not sure who did this, or how, but the football ended up on top of the can of cat food with the closet door closed.
Ursula was curious about the box in my hand. Also, I love the way her whiskers go all over the place.
She can be so dignified sometimes … assuming you ignore her permanently rumpled whiskers.
I do have three cats. One of them, Gobo, spent most of the month curled up on a heat vent. I think he was responsible for the getting the football in the closet, though.
In August 2014, I was part of a quick trip to Marquette, Michigan. It was a quick trip, but it nonetheless took me to several interesting places. Because of the distance involved, the trip north involved a few stops; my favorite was in Clare.
Cops and Doughnuts
Cops and Doughnuts has never disappointed. The baked goods are always excellent, and the staff are always friendly. The shop’s existence is also a great story, with the city’s police officers having bought the bakery when it was at risk of closure. If you’re in the area, it’s definitely worth a stop.
Things got historic in the Upper Peninsula. There are so many amazing sites to visit, and I always feel like I missed so much even when I visit a lot of different places. The ore dock in the lower harbor is one of the great landmarks in the entire UP, in my humble opinion.
Lower Harbor Ore Dock, Marquette, Michigan
Engine House #3 at the Cleveland Mine, Ishpeming, Michigan
Michigan Iron Industry Museum, Negaunee Township, Michigan
The Iron Ore Heritage Trail offers some great views. This one is in Negaunee Township, Michigan.
All trips end one way or another. This one ended with Wembley doing Wembley things in my suitcase after I had (mostly) unpacked it.
He’s so very special.
In June, 2016, I traveled down to Alabama to help take care of my mom while she recovered from a knee replacement. Normally, I would have driven to Alabama, but my doctor discouraged that, given that I had surgery scheduled a little more than a month from when the trip started. So, I flew to and from Alabama, making this a non-road trip, even if I did some driving while in Alabama. I still took photos of things during my travels, because that’s just what I do.
When this trip took place, we didn’t have Chick-fil-A restaurants popping up all over Michigan, so this sign was a welcome sight, because I knew waffle fries were in my immediate future.
This is the post office I visited when I was growing up.
This is Phoebe. She allows my sister and brother-in-law to live with her.
She also felt the need to carefully inspect my camera.
The folks who named this place were doing it right.
It was nice to explore a bit of history while awaiting my flight home.
This is Fisherman by Frank Fleming.
My mom sent me home with toys for the cats. Here, Wembley shows his approval.
As I go through the photos that I want to post and share, I’m randomly selecting photos from the virtual pile, organizing them, posting some to my Flickr account, and then sharing a few here. I’m not going in any particular order; actually, I’m avoiding it by letting a random number generator pick the photos that I work with on a given day. Here are the things that I thought were share-worthy from this batch.
Grand Elk Railroad engine 4002 in White Pigeon, Michigan
Grand Elk Railroad engine 4017, also in White Pigeon
Albion College Astronomical Observatory
Wembley’s feet are huge.
His nose is stinkin’ cute, though. (Also, see what I did there?)
Gobo has so many toys that he ignores. Bottle caps and cardboard, though, get his undivided attention.
That said, Gobo did like this pillow for a little while.
He’s not dead. He’s just sleeping *really* hard … on top of his head.