Pippin and Tinkerbelle

Pippin and Tinkie love to romp and play. But Pipp's a little bit too big for play, and Tinkie starts hissing and runs off full tilt. Of course Pippin has to run after her. I think they're good friends.

Molly

Molly was a stray kitten we adopted in early 1988. Here she is, at age 19 this year. I am Molly's human. She loves comfort, my lap, the warm sun, a soft blanket. She loves cat food with jelly, she licks all the jelly off, and leaves the rest for the other 2 cats. She's getting on in years, going a bit deaf and slightly blind, but she still accompanies me into the garden, following me as I weed and putter about.

wild turkeys

My son Chris, who lives in the forest in Oregon, sent me this pic of wild turkeys on his driveway.

Pippin the kitten

Here's Pippin as a kitten, in his first bed, when he moved in with us.

Pippin

Our young cat, Pippin. He moved in with us one week before we moved from the suburbs to the country. I was picking rosemary from my bush when this little kitten walked up to me, and mewed "Hi!!" He followed me around to the back door, and came in through the open door. Had a bit of our cat food (we have two other cats) and found a soft spot to have a little nap. We put up signs everywhere, but nobody rang. So he came with us to the country. Here he is playing in a paper bag.
My daughter is Pippin's human. She named him after the bold hobbit from Lord of the Rings, and he lives up to his name!