Sunday, October 25, 2009

Sunday trail adventure

We woke up to great weather this morning and the humans decided we all needed exercise, so we went down to our local trail to enjoy the pretty fall scenery.



Lots of people and dogs about--we said hi to quite a few.
Mom tried to get a shot of me baying--this is the best she could do...


Ever the photogenic hounds...



In other news, it seems that a little cat has adopted our porch. The humans have been putting food out for her and a little box to sleep in... Cat food smells GOOD! It's not on my prescription diet, though. Not sure what the humans are thinking--I mean, a cat??? When they have hounds? Bernie was quite confused when he saw the kitty (named Emma by the humans after Mrs. Emma Peel of The Avengers' fame) sitting on the fence. He sat in front of the window and barked, but didn't really go into his usual "attack" mode. There are a couple of huge orange cats in the neighborhood and we've chased them quite a few times... Not quite sure what I think about the whole cat thing.

5 comments:

Swampechaun said...

Looks like you had a nice walk! You are very nice to let the kitty live on your porch - my girls would have run her off within minutes!

The Thundering Herd said...

We love trail adventures. Always fine to go exploring.

Not so sure about the cat thing, though. We rarely get to see any.

Bentley said...

Hmm, a cat? On our neighborhood walks we go past a house where there are usually 2 or 3 cats observing us as we go by. Other than that, I don't have much to do with them, but I suppose a cat might be a nice friend too!

Edie and Gus said...

Love the picture of you and Bernie on the bridge. Very nice!
They NAMED the cat? AND gave her a bed? Uh-oh. Sounds like she's going to become a permanent resident! But that's probably okay. Edie had a cat when I came to live with her. I chased her for 2 whole years, all over the house. When she got tired of being chased, she would bat me across the nose. A lot.

Marmalade said...

Cat came last night and ate. And hissed at me and Mom--the nerve, I tell ya! Luckily Bernie wasn't downstairs--he would have eaten her...