[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is laying at his ease on a concrete patio. His leash, also green, is draped decoratively around him, and his eyes are mostly squinted shut. ]
Friday the weather was decent & Loiosh was a WIGGLEBUTT, so I took him along to Gallup for a wander. We didn’t run into a lot of people, alas, but he did get some pets, & I got a bunch of pictures of Gallup. Continue reading cats: mostly Gallup edition
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a black harness, is standing on the van’s front passenger seat, looking out the window. Loiosh, an orange tabby, is meatloafed on the seat, and Tom is almost standing on Loiosh’s head. ]
They look so eager!
Well. Tom looks eager. Loiosh looks like Tom could maybe not stand on his face. Continue reading not actually hiking
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, walks across a rough dirt parking lot. Behind him are tall radio antennae & a small green maintenance building. ]
After we got down from the lookout tower (or at least the paved area around it) I headed back to the van but the boys wanted to explore more. I really didn’t think they’d be interested in the big antennae — even I can hear/feel the hum — but they wanted to walk over there & check things out, so we did. Continue reading antennae for everyone!
[ The view up a steep slope. There are a few evergreens in the background, but most of the trees are leafless aspens, with tall, straight white trunks. ]
Last Friday, in a fit of being entirely incapable of dealing with the world, I stuffed the boys in the van & drove up Mount Taylor.
That’s the white people name — to the Diné it’s Tsoodzil, Blue Bead or Turquoise Mountain, the southern boundary of the Diné homeland, one of the four sacred mountains.
The road is terrible, but it goes by a lot of aspens, which is nice — I’m used to seeing those in Colorado, not here! The boys were NOT pleased about the rough ride & frankly neither was I; if I’d been up there before I probably would’ve turned around, but the lure of going somewhere entirely new is strong & I persevered despite the shouting coming from the back of the van. Continue reading Mount Taylor
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, walks through green grass, under a deep blue sky. ]
The last time me & the boys were in Edgewood, Venus Park was closed for the plague, so we went up the hill into the Sandias instead. Nothing wrong with that, but Venus Park is really close to both my doctor & the boys’ vet, so when we’re in town for either (or both) of those, we nearly always go. Continue reading take a walk in the park
[ Bright yellow many-petalled flowers on tall green stalks ]
Venus Park, if you take a quick look at it from the road, is a large, rectangular area of green grass that’s obvious watered on the regular, surrounded by brown, scrubby land that’s pretty typical of New Mexico.
Take a closer look with me. Continue reading small beauties, Venus Park edition
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is giving one of the tires of my van a VERY thorough sniffing. ]
I had to take a trip to Albuquerque earlier this week, & I was staying overnight, so of course the boys came along. We tucked ourselves up in a truck stop in Moriarty, & the next morning I took a little time to let the boys explore. Continue reading truck stop cats
Heck YEAH I stopped there for the night, it was too sweet a spot not to.
I’m pretty sure that picture of Tyrava is an oops, but it’s nicely dramatic, so what the heck. Continue reading Estrella, the way home: Timber Camp II
I want to repeat that EVERYONE IS OKAY & I’m not gonna go into detail but note: if your cat is not eating & your vet in more interested in doing lots of tests instead of GETTING FOOD INTO YOUR CAT, get a new vet. AND GET SOME FOOD INTO YOUR CAT.
ANYWAY what with one thing & another I picked Loiosh up from the vet in Milan, used the squirty-syringe to get some A/D into his face, & then set out for Edgewood while dialing my old vet. Driving an hour anna half to make sure my boy is getting the RIGHT care? oh HELL yeah Continue reading emergency road trip (everyone is okay)
At some point in the recent-ish past — look, time is fake, okay — I decided to pack up the boys & spend the afternoon down by the lake.
Things … did not go as planned. As witness. Continue reading the unstuckening