Sunday, June 7, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
We found Alvin a new home and although it has been a bit, we thought we'd share the photos of her saying goodbye. He now happily resides with my parents and their cat, (Alvin's brother) Max. From what we hear, Alvin has really come into his own, losing weight, picking fights with Max and jumping over fences (I never thought I'd see that day). Lucky for us, we still get to see him regularly.
Lucky for him, he no longer lives with an 18 month old determined to squish and squeeze and otherwise abuse him.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Well, Avery's introduced us to a scary new world- that of the allergy-sufferer. Eczema, nuts, dog saliva, and now, cats. Namely, our cat, Alvin. We are bummed to discover this considering we've had him for almost five years and Avery absolutely loves him (note above photo). Which basically sums up the problem. We can't keep her away from him. She loves to sit on, cuddle and try to carry him around. And he puts up with it. But, her skin carries the consequences of all that fun- rashy redness and swollen lips- not so fun after all (and very scary for mom). So, we need to give him away. Does anyone know anyone who would like a fat, mellow, good-natured cat who thinks he's a dog? He'll be five this summer and has been neutered. He's essentially an indoor cat and is litter box trained. And although it is hard to tell from this photo, he's beautiful. He is a great cat and we really don't want to send him to the humane society. If you or someone else you know is interested, please let us know asap!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
I work so close to Torrey Pines State Park, I thought it might be nice to head down there for an early lunch and take a few photos. I also had another brilliant/not so brilliant idea to break out the old skate so I could cruise in style down to the park rather than walking. And this is where things got ugly. I was rolling down the sidewalk, the wind blowing through my hair when I was posed with a dilemma. Do I pick my skate up and walk down the dirt patched and rock strewn road to Torrey Pines or do I man up and try to glide across and maneuver around these troublesome road blocks impeding my safe passage. Unfortunately I chose the latter. No sooner did I start my endeavor to navigate these road blocks did I find myself feeling a sense of weightlessness. This feeling came to an abrupt end facilitated by gravity and the friction between my nimble body and the underlying rock encrusted asphalt. All was quiet. I slowly opened my eyes to rays of light raining down on my humbled form through the nearby trees. As I was slowly scraping myself off the asphalt, I began to hear a low murmur that started to get louder and louder. At further inspection into the source of this commotion, I found myself looking at a fair number of men dressed in orange, button-up jump suits. Apparently I had preformed my little stunt in front of a brigade of convicts and they were not reserved in any way of letting me know it. I received some nice commentary on what had just transpired such as, “Dat white boy got laid out” to “safe,” as though I just slid into second base. I thanked them for their encouraging and kind words by waving to them with my only finger that that wasn’t damaged and went hobbling on my way. After everything was said and done, I was able to clean up at a water fountain and took a few TTV photos on my way back to my work.