Musings on a Small Life

I came home from errands today to find a dead young robin on the lawn, intact except for feathers strewn by and on my steps. George admits nothing.  In fairness, it could have been someone else, but George is not saying anything about that, either. (For anyone new to my blog, George has a home three units down from mine, but since I feed him Fancy Feast, he likes to hang out here.)

  Okay, the last one isn't for a chuckle. It just seemed appropriate on so many levels.  Happy Friday and take care! 

"The only constant is change," so it's said. My adjoining neighbours (my quiet, unobtrusive neighbours of 7 or 8 years) sent me a text on Friday letting me know they have a conditional offer in on a larger house and are listing their unit. This isn't a surprise, other than that it took this long. They have an almost 2-year old daughter and the wife might be pregnant again (not that I can or would ask). So while this isn't unexpected, it IS unwelcome. Long-time followers of my blog will (perhaps dimly) recall the previous absolutely ghastly, screaming, abusive people that owned the unit before this lovely family. I cannot and will not go back to living that way. Of course I could have wonderful new neighbours too! Most likely it will be somewhere in-between fabulous and horrendous...hopefully closer to the former than the latter. 🤞 A recent "selfie" with George . Yesterday, spurred on by this, I went to a local flooring place to talk options for redoing ...

I probably have more pics of George now than his human mom does. BTW, I was chatting with her a few days ago and she confirmed that the grey and white cat does have a home in our complex, close by actually. I believe she said his name is Jake. George, meanwhile, is not letting the oppressive humidity deter him from getting his (almost) daily Fancy Feast. 🙃

I was down at Portsmouth Olympic Harbour yesterday morning for a walk and saw this interesting goose swimming with a small flock of Canada Geese. The Merlin app could not identify it, perhaps because I have only the eastern Canada pack installed. I Googled, it could be a greylag goose, but I'm not certain. Anyway, one of those things certainly was not like the other!

George and the grey/white one yesterday, chillin' in the heat.

Yesterday (Sunday) was my last day of holidays, I'm back at work today. Giving myself a high-five for just showing up when I really didn't want to. Giving myself another high-five for getting a number of things done. (First days back are hard, especially given the "climate" now. Continued layoffs for support staff as the organization claims to be in dire financial straits, yet recent 4.25% - 4.75% raises for grades 10+, i.e. all management/upper admin. Fun times.) Anyway, I was out and about yesterday, running errands, busing and walking here and there. Finally, when I'd had enough and was on a bus heading to the transfer point at the mall, I realized I had lost my phone. (Rather ironic, considering I only cancelled my landline last month.) In fact, I couldn't quite remember if I really had lost it or I had actually left it at home, because I couldn't recall having it out and in my hand. However, when I got to the transfer point (mild panic at that stage),...

I was at full zoom, so the images aren't that clear, but I was happy to get any pic of him with the fish!  Thanks to R for the lovely day! Also thanks to E for mentioning the merlin (bird) app from Cornell. I'm loving it! Guess that means I'm old now. 😆