The weather has most definitely turned up here on the mountain. Nights are cold, cold cold, and mornings are crisp like the best apple you ever ate. Clear blue skies and autumn sunlight filtering through the pines. After 18 years in LA, all my visual cues are set for “warm” and it is always a shock to step outside and feel the air – colder than I expect.
But really, that’s not the most exciting thing. Ollie and I made a Discovery the other day… I’d heard rumors before I moved here, of course, of a mysterious tribe that lived in the park. But it was all myth and legend until the other day.
Could it be… kittens? It IS kittens. Three kittens, to be precise.
It is a confirmed kitten sighting.
Meanwhile, inside OUR place, it is All Cats All the Time. There is Exploration going on.
Looks like vertical space is in hot demand here at the Fortress of Solitude. It would appear that the Gleaming Cat Towers of Gondor are not sufficient variety for our arboreal dwellers.
Princess Bonbon Fluffypants Von Schnitzeltoes has not got many deep thoughts, but she does like exploring.