A Purry Point of View Part 2: Louie

Hi Folks and Felines! Louie here, finally getting my turn to guest blog on Jennifer’s Journal.

Louie Reed Purry

Gordie really let me have it on his guest post last time, didn’t he? Well, guess what? I’m here to spill the tea on him! You see, my new brother for the last six months is not as innocent as he would have you believe.

Gordon Downie Purry

It all happened last fall on Thanksgiving Sunday. After Jennifer and Paul had their meal of roast turkey with all the trimmings, they were about to relax in the living room and leave the turkey, covered in foil, on the counter to finish cooling before putting it in the refrigerator.

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But knowing how hungry Gordie seemed to act all the time, Paul suggested putting it back in the oven with the door just ajar.

Lo and behold, when Jennifer came out to get a drink, what did she see? My brother Gordie SITTING ON THE OVEN DOOR, FACE INTO THE TURKEY! He had torn the foil neatly away and had taken a perfect circle of bites out of the drumstick. He looked at her as if to say “Nothing to see here!” All Jennifer could do was laugh.

You see, as was explained to me, Gordon had a somewhat severe case of what is known as food insecurity. Because he had been a runaway stray for a long period of time before his adoption, he was overly anxious about when he would get his next meal. He isn’t as bad as that anymore, thank goodness. The worst he’s done since is grab a pack of deli ham off the counter where it was defrosting. Jennifer found his unsuccessful attempt to open it on the floor with a few tooth marks in it.

I’ve grown to love my silly sibling, even though he does weird things sometimes—just like me.

Oh, I almost forgot: look what Jennifer’s daughter included with her and Paul’s Christmas presents:

🐾 Kitty-approved! 🐾

Aren’t we cute? These socks were made specially by soxos.ca, a proudly Canadian company. 🇨🇦

Thanks, Jennifer, for letting me share my two cents on your blog. Purrs and nose bumps to all, love Louie. 🐾

A Purry Point of View: Gordon

Hi there, friends! My name is Gordon—aka Gordie, and that’s Louie cuddled in behind me.
I’m guest posting for Jennifer today, who has had so much existential dread lately that she can’t seem to get up the gumption to blog like she used to. Fear not, though. I’m sure she’ll be back on track soon.

I wanted to share with you some pics of what my silly “brother by another mother” has been up to since we moved in with Jennifer and Paul back in September. Because I’m three and he is only one, I’ve been trying to have the upper hand, you know, to keep him in line.

But Louie is simply beyond my ability to control. He is always into something! Here are a few examples:

He jumped up to this chandelier until he finally succeeded to grab this:

Then he turned his attention to these starfish on the wall:

…but was unsuccessful because Jennifer scolded him so many times.

But he did manage to make off with this whatchamacallit from the bathroom in the middle of the night (tore it right off the chain!):

Then Louie decided to grab a couple of things that weren’t nailed on, such as this thingamabob:

…and this doohickey from the wall:

In spite of all his antics, we do have lots of fun together…

…and I think we’re going to keep him. 💙

February “Blues”

Every February seems to try my patience. In spite of the beautiful blues these photos depict, the shortest month always feels like the longest to me.

Speaking of patience, I’ve always loved this poet’s pen name, as well as her positive sentiment here:

While it is February, one can taste the full joys of anticipation. Spring stands at the gate with her finger on the latch. ~ Patience Strong (Winifred Emma May)

To my friends and followers in the northern climes—do you find this month as long and bleak as I do? And we’re only ten days in. Brrrr!

Evergreen Post: A Thankful Heart

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“The unthankful heart
discovers no mercies;
but the thankful heart
will find, in every hour,
some heavenly blessings.”
– Henry Ward Beecher

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“I’m grateful for always
this moment, the now,
no matter what form it takes.”
– Eckhart Tolle

Autumn sky
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Happy Sunday, all,
and Happy Thanksgiving
to my Canadian friends and followers!

♥♥♥

Throwback Thursday: My Buttercup Runneth Over

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Photo originally posted here.

Photo Challenge: Dramatic – Part 2*

Here is the second (and final) instalment of dramatic photo highlights from my blogging archives. I’ll start with two “vivid skies” left over from Part 1:

I wasn’t long running for my camera when this giant funnel cloud appeared by our house a few years ago. At first I thought it was a tornado!

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Cotton candy clouds at sunset are always a summery treat:

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A perennial favourite—my clothespins encased in a glaze of ice:

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A spider and her web I discovered on my kitchen window one misty summer night. I was amazed by the detail:

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This ghostly tree caught my eye one November, outside a Grand Falls-Windsor inn:

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Berg watching in Greenspond was a delight that day in June 2015.

Admiring Nature’s sculptures in Iceberg Alley. Check out the entire blog post here.

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“Study Nature, love Nature, stay close to Nature.
It will never fail you.”

—Frank Lloyd Wright

*Photo Challenge: LAPC: Dramatic

Photo Challenge: Dramatic*

When I think of dramatic photos I have taken, vivid skies and sunsets come to mind. And what better place to find them than on Perry’s Point?

Sunsets are proof that endings can often be beautiful too.

—Beau Taplin
Sunset on Perry’s Point

The sky broke like an egg into full sunset, and the water caught fire.

— Pamela Hansford Johnson

Here’s a favourite of mine from Newtown branch:

Long before evening sets on the Point, the sun is often brilliant, dancing on the surface of the waves:

Lots of beauty elsewhere, of course. I captured this curtain of a cloud on a tropical holiday:

Another favourite. This time from Bonavista NL, with the sea and sky together:

Sea and Sky

Stay tuned! Part 2 of Dramatic Photo Challenge coming soon. ☺️

*Photo Challenge: LAPC #282: Dramatic

BEST. CAT. EVER. 💔

The time has come to blog about something I’ve always dreaded, and the tears will be inevitable as I write it.
It has taken me a while to accept the heartbreaking fact that, after a brief but devastating illness, our precious Vivian is no longer with us.

Vivian K. Perry

Life is too quiet now. Our home will never be the same. Perry’s Point will never be the same. I’m still grieving far too much to make these words eloquent, so just know that our pain and loss is real.

Vivian was our constant companion and our family member for over sixteen wonderful years. Her love and her devotion to Paul and me was unconditional and mutual. She will remain in our hearts forever.

Her last night on my lap—November 2/23

My hope is that she is reunited with her sister Maisie, enjoying all kinds of capers, cuddles and catnaps in a sweet kitty afterlife.

🐾 🐾 ❤️❤️ 🐾 🐾

Rest easy, sweet kitty!

I’m sharing Vivian’s first guest post on my blog from 2012 below:

Guest Post: Vivian’s View From Here

Autumn Walk: “Across the Farm”*

When I first moved to Newtown back in 2010, my husband Paul told me how he used to play in “the farm” as a child.
“Show me this farm!” I said.
“Oh, it isn’t actually a farm anymore,” he chuckled. “But we used to play Cowboys and Indians, and climb the big rocks over there. Folks pick berries there now.”

In recent years, the farm trail has been upgraded and storyboards have been added.

The Farm: “In the late 1860’s and into the 1900’s, there were two ways to get from Perry’s Point to E & S Barbour’s and William Barbour and Son’s businesses. The long way was a semicircle past the Greens and Tulk’s houses, but usually when asked which way you had gone, the answer would be across “the Farm”.

“Uncle Ned Green had a long “hen’s house” . . . and in the summer, horses would gather to feed and were not driven away. This was the area where all young kids would play games, climb the rocks, and build mud and wooden huts. The Farm became their playground in the summer and a place for snow sledding in the winter. It was also a great place to pick berries in late summer.”

Did you know Beothuk children played here long before Paul and his friends did?

”Nature gives us so much: clean air, beautiful landscape, breathtaking views, fish, animals, and the list goes on. We want people to come, see, and actually walk the path where a tribe of Beothuk once lived with their children and took care of the land without damaging our environment. We need to show our appreciation to the first peoples by protecting and preserving this same environment for future generations.”

Well said and I couldn’t agree more!

*This hiking trail is part of the Wonder Shore Trails system which start in Greenspond and go all the way to Musgrave Harbour here in beautiful Bonavista North.

Vivian’s View From Here: I’m Sweet 16!

Greetings, Peeps and Pets. Vivian K. Perry here, happy to share that I celebrated a milestone birthday last week. I know, I know, I’m already sweet and fabulous!

Sixteen wonderful years with Jennifer and Paul—three years in the city, thirteen in the country. And thirteen years with my sweet and beautiful sister Maisie.

Our Maisie

I still get to explore the outdoors here on Perry’s Point …

… especially during the gentle days of summer.

I even grab naps outside!

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Yet, it’s equally as lovely indoors where I get tons of love and attention.

Jennifer says she can’t imagine life without me.

All I know is, however long I remain in this earthly realm …

… I’m pretty sure no cat has had a better life.

I am one grateful feline.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

🎈🐾🎈🐾🎈