I can’t believe it’s already August. AUGUST. I’ve lived in California for 6 months now and time has just flown by. I’m having trouble accepting that. I feel like I need to be out exploring all the time since it’s all new, but man, it’s nice sitting out on the balcony in the sun and staring at a laptop (and not thinking about work). I’ve been putting off a trip to Death Valley for a couple of months now, it’s always some procrastination or excuse. “New cat” “vet appointment” “need oil change” “woke up too late”…
I adopted a new cat, Charlie, a couple of weekends ago from the Hayward Animal Shelter. He’s a black and white tuxedo cat, white paws/feet and white chest, and about a year old. He was a stray from the rough streets of Hayward, but super friendly. Him and Felix are still battling out who’s dominate, Charlie is certainly not shy about pouncing and rough play. One day I think one has the upper paw, the next day the other one is in charge (my bet is on felix). Felix is much quieter now, he doesn’t flop down to vocalize his boredom, he’s usually off doing other things now.
