Dogs belong to people. Cats belong to places.
This marina is fairly large with room for about 100 boats. All of it is the territory of Tipper, a long haired Siamese kind of cat. Tipper is very friendly to everyone except dogs and, particularly, cats.
I've posted before about Tipper and Gertie mixing it up. Gertie likes to explore and Tipper will have none of that. Tipper is queen and this marina is her kingdom and Gertie had better stay on our boat. They've been in skirmishes before and little Gertie always comes out on the losing end. Until yesterday.
I was sitting at the saloon table on the laptop (as Pam says I do 95% of my waking moments) when I heard the unmistakable yowl of a cat fight. A long yeeeeeeeeooooooooooooooowwww! RAEEEEER! yeeeeeeoooooooowwww! I grabbed my camera to see Tipper backing Gertie up towards our boat.
Gertie backed up more and more until she was right next to Drift Away and had nowhere to go. She turned her back. Tipper saw her chance and lunged at Gertie. Gertie leapt straight up and onto Drift Away (she's very agile and quite athletic for such a small cat). Tipper grabbed nothing but air and went off the dock and into the water! Luckily, Rick and Brian were right there and quickly scooped Tipper out. Tipper sulked away.
Oh, the indignity of it all.
Don't laugh, Jingles. Don't even look.
As long as I had my camera, I took a pic of all the marsh grass clogging up the marina. With the extraordinarily high tides we've been getting, The grass is being lifted out of the marshes and out into the river.
When the tide goes out, the grass goes out with it, but then returns six hours later when the tide comes back in. Since more water goes out than comes in, I suppose that eventually it will all wash out to sea.
Tomorrow's blog teaser- tall ships.
This marina is fairly large with room for about 100 boats. All of it is the territory of Tipper, a long haired Siamese kind of cat. Tipper is very friendly to everyone except dogs and, particularly, cats.
I've posted before about Tipper and Gertie mixing it up. Gertie likes to explore and Tipper will have none of that. Tipper is queen and this marina is her kingdom and Gertie had better stay on our boat. They've been in skirmishes before and little Gertie always comes out on the losing end. Until yesterday.
I was sitting at the saloon table on the laptop (as Pam says I do 95% of my waking moments) when I heard the unmistakable yowl of a cat fight. A long yeeeeeeeeooooooooooooooowwww! RAEEEEER! yeeeeeeoooooooowwww! I grabbed my camera to see Tipper backing Gertie up towards our boat.
Gertie backed up more and more until she was right next to Drift Away and had nowhere to go. She turned her back. Tipper saw her chance and lunged at Gertie. Gertie leapt straight up and onto Drift Away (she's very agile and quite athletic for such a small cat). Tipper grabbed nothing but air and went off the dock and into the water! Luckily, Rick and Brian were right there and quickly scooped Tipper out. Tipper sulked away.
Oh, the indignity of it all.
Don't laugh, Jingles. Don't even look.
As long as I had my camera, I took a pic of all the marsh grass clogging up the marina. With the extraordinarily high tides we've been getting, The grass is being lifted out of the marshes and out into the river.
When the tide goes out, the grass goes out with it, but then returns six hours later when the tide comes back in. Since more water goes out than comes in, I suppose that eventually it will all wash out to sea.
Tomorrow's blog teaser- tall ships.
I like Tipper but I must say. YAY GERTIE!!! You Won!!
ReplyDeleteToo funny!!
ReplyDeleteAtta Gertie! :-)
ReplyDeleteGo Gertie!! Okay, that said... I'm sure I don't need to tell you about what can sometimes happen when cats mix it up. Bites and abscesses. It can get really really icky and cost $$$ in vet bills. Of course Pam probably knows how to deal with those, but I'd hate to see anything bad to happen to poor Gertie. How's her respiratory thing doing?
ReplyDeleteTwo vets have evaluated Gertie's tests and have concluded that nothing is wrong. Meanwhile, Gertie gasps for breath periodically. I guess it's just the way it is.
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