Eddie, the StairMaster. Stair-Gate not often necessary. I don’t think there’ve been StarGate occurrences, but, heck, would most (if not all) of us even know?
Betty and I play host to the un-diaspora of our children — both “kids” (probably older than most or all of my half-dozen readers) and grandson are here. The week dawned darkly, and the weather has been more on the “let’s stay inside” variety of recent.
Nice of Rachel to bring a chair especially for the cat. Betty and I are still pretty new to this grandparent status, and so, the newest kitten in our household is our first grandkitten as well.
Eddie shares his chair.
Rachel noticed the kitten watching the fish channel and assists it …
in a virtual fishing experience.
The week-end prior to our kid’s visit, Betty and I put on our annual running race, the Valentine’s Massacre Beverage-Prediction Three-Mile run. Read all about it at:
We had a few “breaks” in the inclement weather, and hiked up the Tabeguache Trail out of Whitewater. Rachel and Son are quite the fashion-statement, eh?
And another family favorite, the down-the-driveway wagon rides …
Mom and daughter at the edge of Bang’s Canyon.
A look at our grandson, Edward Lawrence George, hopefully soon to fall asleep. Not that we don’t enjoy him when he’s awake!
The grand-kitten however, exerts its authority, finding comfortable power spots of repose wherever it wants.
The day dawns a little brighter toward the end of our mini-family reYoonYin —