Live footage of high water...
She's a cat of very few words. Full of meows but short on words. We've had some nasty cold weather lately and we let our outside cat, named "Cat" in the house for the first time. She liked it so well she parked on my chair and has not moved in two days. I have to eat in my bedroom as she won't get out of my chair. Anyway, she's the cats meow.
When I go see my friend Bill Sheba gets all excited. He keeps alot of food out for his dog, cat and Sheba thinks its a buffet.
The deer is trained, when I open the gate it goes right thru it and is not frightened.
This is Sheba's favorite part of crabbing, throwing the bait to the gulls at the end of the day. Another nice day at Bandon.
Earlier this fall Sheba and I went mushrooming up in the hills. It was alot prettier than came thru in the movie.

Thanks goodness that the previous blogs are thru, it was exhausting.
A few months ago we had bats living on the porch. squeezed in between a couple of 2 by 4s. I kicked them out one night and felt so guilty about being the Bat Terminator that I built this bat house. They were leaving bat droppings everywhere. 

This is Faith. She's my sister Marys stepsons daughter. Mary is taking care of her for awhile.
The dog was barking last night. I let her out, she ran to the river and barked more. Coon, I figured. Then she ran back to the house and right in front started sniffing as if something was just there. Skunk, I thought. She ran back to the river, barking, and something from the dark came at me, I could'nt make it out but it was dark, not the dog, and moving toward me. It got bigger as it got closer. It stopped just short of me and, "Meow". It was the darn cat. About scared me to death.