Sunny Evening

I thought I'd share a picture of our proud cat, Owen. He has been waiting for this life for 3 1/2 years. He has always wanted to explore the great outdoors, but we have prevented him for many reasons.

1. He is declawed and we thought the other neighborhood kitties might beat up on him.

2. We lived in LA before and all the cats in our neighborhood looked feral and like they were about to die of some terrible disease. So, we restricted the cats he could socialize with and kept it to Tally, the Gilcher's cat who lives next door. Owen misses Tally, his one and only friend.

3. Where we lived in LA, we were by a lot of traffic and we figured Owen's chances of being squashed by one of the millions of cars was quite high if he went outside.

So, now, in the great land of Illinois, Owen roams free. Well, as far as our yard because that's as far as he'll venture, but he is quite excited and proud about it. And of course, he wants back inside at a moments notice of something terrifying, like a crack of thunder, a distant lawnmower, or a a stiff wind (yep, I'm serious about the extent of his current lack of bravery).

 

Here's a shot of Liam enjoying the evening in the few minutes between when it is too hot and humid for him to be out and when the mosquitoes come out to play.