It was warm enough to sit outside, although oddly nobody came out for the longest time to check things out. I had the SZ camera in case someone did. Gus came out first as it is his favorite outside spot. I had to rush to catch all three in one shot…Calla was off on her tour of the neighbor’s front yard and Julius was being his usual difficult self but I got it off in time.
Then I had to go and herd Calla back.
Aside from the tree trimming, there’s a sign of some additional work they did on the path in the last few months. The path had settled a bit unevenly and the two blocks in the foreground exposed a small edge on each side that was a tripping hazard. I had noticed a few little numbers written on that slab and a few others about the neighborhood and they came in one day and ground down the small errors to make an even surface. My neighbor had one of his driveway slabs entirely replaced, presumably it was too big to grind down similarly.
Even though it was overcast, the outside was bright enough that taking pictures of Gus standing right on the edge of the shade cast by the house was hard for the camera to do well. The fill in flash got the eyes lit, but bleached the black hair some in spots making him look gray.
Julie is the hardest to pin down even when you have light. Even facing backward isn’t good enough, he has to swish his tail into the frame and give me a razz-berry.
The cats decided to take a break when a nasty bird decided to sit up above and yell at them. There were some in the back yard for years when there were trees overhanging the place that would scream at them too.
I’ve always called them blue jays because they are blue, and I’ve always heard that Blue Jays are loud and annoying to pets. From a handy “bird identifier” site, it looks like it could be a Western Scrub Jay.
The SZ lived up to its “SuperZoom” nickname as it pretty easily got a good picture of the guy about 20 feet up in one of the trees in the front yard. I didn’t even have to get up from my chair to do it.
I hope the Jay doesn’t take up residence and mess up Gus’ favorite spot outside.
I took a walk myself later in the afternoon and spotted a cat. He was a pale creme fellow, sitting on a fencepost by a house watching the sidewalk and road. Obviously he was no stray. Normally when I go walking it is too hot to see many cats. Very nice looking cat.
This was quite a ways from home, so I probably won’t see him again.