Greetings and salutations, everyone; yes, once again it is I, your popular host, Mani the roastingly hot purebred border collie, here today to tell you just how hot I’ve been, and about some of my adventures. You may remember me from such posts as “A Smoky Day”, among so many, many others.
Here I am in a characteristic pose, on a hot and smoky afternoon.It still hasn’t rained, and none is in the forecast. The guy I live with has been watering a bit, but not enough, he says. Even the local residents are hot.I’ve mostly been lying around, roasting. I’m not sure I’ve ever been this hot for so long.
The sunsets have been pretty spectacular, though. This isn’t a really good picture. There are things going on in the garden. A few things, anyway. There’s this little oak seedling:And some cyclamen. This is Cyclamen fatrense, flowering just about on time. It got a little water last week.And the big shrubby buckwheat, Eriogonum corymbosum. So that’s the non-striped news.
As you no doubt know, I’ve been getting three walks a day, with the third walk some time after 10:30 at night. It isn’t nearly so hot then.
Well, last night, our adventure quickly became a striped one. These aren’t very good pictures but you can see what I mean. See that black spot in the center, way back by the trees?The striped kitty headed off to the right, to hide behind the trees, I guess.I wanted to get closer but the guy I live with said no. When we got to the sidewalk we could see where the striped kitty went. I know this is a super blurry picture but you can still see it, trotting down the sidewalk. Imagine walking down the sidewalk and meeting a striped kitty.So then I wanted to go back, and we did. There are things to check out on the canal road which are more interesting than sidewalk things.
We were walking along the canal road, on the way towards home; the guy I live with had his headlamp on, because we’ve seen more than one striped kitty here, and all of a sudden we saw a pair of glowing eyes coming towards us.
The guy I live with said just to stand where I was, and not do anything, so I didn’t.
The eyes kept coming closer.
Finally they stopped, looked in our direction, and headed off on the path on the south side of the canal, then turned and went on the path we walk on, behind all the houses.
It was a coyote. So of course it went along the coyote path.
But that was pretty scary until we knew what it was.