It is a mixed bag today.
First up, let's talk like a Pirate!
Now on to Rosy and Sunny's Nature Friday.
Arrr, these apples be fer feedin’ the deer, fattenin’ 'em up good ‘n proper for the cold days o’ winter!
It is a mixed bag today.
First up, let's talk like a Pirate!
Now on to Rosy and Sunny's Nature Friday.
Arrr, these apples be fer feedin’ the deer, fattenin’ 'em up good ‘n proper for the cold days o’ winter!
Dear reader,
We just celebrated 5 months living with Lady and Man and overall, I would give them a B+. Points have been removed for not being home 24/7, cutting my nails and putting me in hats. They are generally good with feeding us (although one of our current foods is not our favourite, but we will eat it). We have lots of toys to play with. We have great bird and wildlife TV. The house is fairly quiet most of the time. There are many comfy places to sleep. For the first time last week, when I was climbing on Lady (because unlike Styx, I really like my Lady, I may even love her), I fell asleep on her lap.
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Sleeping |
Lady was so excited it happened. It didn't last long because there was a noise outside I had to check, but it is the start. I have to make up for the embarrassing behaviour of my boy Styx.
Tigris
Hi pals, hi pals,
Can you believe it? Lady called me bad names? I Styxy am perfect and I can't imagine why she would do such a thing?
Here I am cuddling with my Man. I love my Man. I will sit on his lap, I will let him pick me up and pet me. I like to sleep at his feet. I will play blanket monster with him. He is my guy. We are bestest boys.
My relationship is a bit different with the Lady. I will not tolerate sitting on her knee. I may let her pet me if I am sitting on something not touching her. I only climb on her to try and wake her up to feed me. I would never do that to my Man. When she does try and engage me, I get vicious and I hurt her.
Just because I barely tolerate her, doesn't make a Jack$$$, does it?
your perfect pal, Styxy
Hi pals, hi pals,
It is Styxy your favourite window watcher with some very exciting news. It has been very exciting at our house, as always.
The other day, I was sitting guard on my guard stool when I saw them. I saw them and then more of them and more of them. Lady counted at least 19! They are hard to count because they keep moving around, and I wasn't even there to chase them!
I have wanted to find a way to remember Loki, Gemini, Bagheera, Nin, Hailey and Zaphod and all of those who will come after (as we know there are at least 2 more). I found a creative way to remember them all and help other animals in need out.
Labour Day weekend, one of the local rescues had a tattoo charity event. The artists put together I am guessing 100 dog and cat themed tattoos that they would do that day. The only adjustments allowed were size. We went into the city and while Man, not a tattoo lover, supported the charity by eating tacos, I supported them my giving some of my skin.
Many people are reading this as a weird signature - and if you are one of those people it is a heart, with a heartbeat, leading to paw. It took about 10 minutes to do, which to be honest is about my tolerance for a tattoo. I love it and it is healing well, and now I have a permanent reminder of my loves.
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I realize after writing this, it is a fitting day for remembering, as we remember how our world changed on this day 24 years ago.
Dear reader,
As Lady and Man have mice in the house every year, they are hoping we are going to be able to help with this. We have started hunt training.
I shared with you my butterfly that spins and you can catch.
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Me and my butterfly toy |
Lady has upped her game and brought home a few other hunt training toys.
The next one to add to our collection was an electronic mouse. It has a rechargeable battery and it runs across the floor and you can chase it.
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Caught it and am chewing the feather |
Her latest find when buying me food on Saturday was this all in one toy. It is a ball, that dispenses treats. It also has a battery so it wiggles around and you can get the bee on top. There is also a laser to chase when it is moving around. It is an everything toy. It is also fun to play with when it is turned off.
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Styx enjoying the treat feature |
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Checking it out |
Dear pals, dear pals,
Lady was a little frustrated with me because in the night, I got up on the charging counter and I knocked her AirPods on the floor. Did you know AirPod cases are really fun to chase around the floor? They are flat and slippery and so much fun. You can slide and chase them and have lots of fun.
During Gris and my play with it, she played too, we opened it and while Lady found one earbud, the other was missing. She looked and looked and count not find it. Later that day, the Man found it on the floor by her mats. This made her happy. She did not want to buy new AirPods.
Now she has ruined the fun by keeping them in a drawer. I haven't figured out how to open the drawer yet. I will keep working on it.
I will give Lady a point, since she took the AirPod case away, she got me a ball. I love my ball, but it is not as fun as an AirPod case.
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Gris playing with the ball, cause the mischief may be there is no picture of me playing with it |
Have you found a fun new toy at your house?
your pal, Styxy
Hi pals, hi pals,
I am so jealous, so, so jealous. My people left me for the day to drive to Mount Tremblant to go up in the trees! People aren't lucky like me, they can't just climb the tree. They need to build things, big things.
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The tower peaking from the trees - about 131 feet/40 meters high |
Thanks to Rosy and Sunny for hosting this event.
Dreaming of a tree, your pal, Styxy
Our tour took us into a guest room as one was available. This was part of a suite. |
From the lobby looking up towards 2 of the ballrooms |
One of the original chandeliers in the 3rd wing built in the 1920 |
A ballroom |
The balcony in the ballroom |
One of the old fireplaces in a meeting room - since a fire in 1926 fireplaces have not burnt wood |
A modern light fixture |
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Our guide |
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A criminal we met who had 12 burned bodies in his house when captured |
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A victim, whose family was murdered by the people who were helping them leave the city |
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Me with the actors |
Dear readers,
First, Lady says I should apologize on her behalf for not having a post yesterday and for not getting to visit you all recently. By the time you read this she should have remedied the latter at least. Life has been busy and while she doesn't talk about it here much, her grief remains a big thing. She and Man are making their way through it, with our help of course.
Ok, now onto things I care more about, me.
I have recently decided that sleeping in the hammock part of my downstairs tree is one of my favourite things. I like to curl up and stay low, so I can sleep and also keep an eye on the bird feeders and other nature.
Of course I look very cute while I do this. I always look cute. However, I don't think this is justification for the disruptions to my sleep I get when the Lady comes over and looks at me and wants to my picture.
I guess it is the price I pay for room and board and it is much better than the hat tax.
Tigris
Hi friends, hi friends, hi friends,
I am super excited because today I get to do both Aunty Yam's FFF and Rosy and Sunny's Nature Friday. It is the best day, the best day!
Before I poem, I want to share a picture of me look at Gris' butterfly. This was before she decided it was hers and she wasn't sharing with Styxy.
Now here is the picture that is inspiring my poem. There were so many turkeys, so many turkeys, I couldn't count them. Lady said at least 20. At least 20, so many, so many. We couldn't even get a picture of them all. They were every where.
Now to my poem about them by Styx - not using AI
Sometimes when I am deep in sleep
I hear loud squawking, no a peep.
To the window I do go,
Where I see my turkey foe.
They yell and eat and make a fuss,
Hunting them would be such a plus.
To be living in nature deep,
When they leave I go back to sleep.
I dream about actual hunting,
Because staying indoors is stunting.
It may be safer, it may be ok,
But I would prefer to run away.
For now I will lay in wait,
Watching for an open gate.
I will get brave and off I will go.
Going wherever the wind will blow.
Until I gets bored and wants to come back,
Hunting is not an easy way to get a snack.
Maybe I would rather stay,
Inside the house day after day.
It is comfy, it is warm,
It is better than a resident dorm.
For now I will dream of another life,
And stay in the house with Man and his wife.
I hope you liked my poem.
Now, even though Gris won't share the butterfly with me, I am going to share this post with her and let her write a poem about the turkeys.
By Tigris, AI not used
Scram.
The End
Our busiest day in Quebec City was our last full day. Again, it was super hot and while we saw a lot and got over 22 000 steps, we went at a slow place,
Our first stop of the day was the Citadel.
A very brief history.
This point of the city was seen as having a strategic importance since the founding of the city in 1608. While there were defensive fortifications on this spot, the Citadel was built between 1820-1850, by the British to protect the city from an American attack. While the current fort has never been used as a defensive point, it is still an active military base and home of our only French speaking regiment, the 22nd, aka the Van Doos (22 in French is vingt-deux, which sounds a little like Van Doo to the English speaking world).
While the Citadel itself was not part of a battle, the land just outside it, has important battle significance. This site was a pivotal battle point in the 7 year war between the British and the French. Named after the farmer whose land the battle took place on, the Plains of Abraham, the one hour battle lasted with a British victory, leading to the capture of Quebec City by the British. It is now a huge park, seen as important to Quebec City as Central Park is to New York.
Looking towards the Plains of Abraham |