For the first time in nearly a decade, Mommy and Daddy are taking a vacation, together! Our Auntie Barbara has kindly agreed to fly in from Chicago and kowtow to our every demand catsit us (and the house) while the peeps jet off to Hawaii for a week. Previously one peep or the other has always stayed home to wait on us, but this year all the stars were in the proper alignment for a dual holiday--in spite of Daddy's constant mishaps--thanks to our intrepid Auntie B who loves us to bits (for now) and who can work wherever there's wifi.
Auntie B *may* blog for us...so we might not go completely incommuniCATo, but you know how inept humans so and we don't make any promises! OUR whims needs come first. And we have a lot of those...
Purrsonally, I expect to be spoilt mercilessly.
We'll be back to blogging in two weeks--and in the meanwhile, you can see what hijinks the peeps are getting up to up to on Mommy's FaceBook page.
We had some excitement here at the Lounge which we were NOT ALLOWED to witness!
Mommy was whaling relaxing on the sofa when Daddy burst into the kitchen from the garage..there was a HUMMINGBIRD in there and couldn't find his way out, even though the big garage door was open. Naturally we knew he wanted to come indoors to "amuse" us but the peeps, dense as they are, were determined to shoo him back out into the Great Outdoors.
What morons.
What ensued was ten minutes of inept hummer-hunting by two panicked peeps...involving brooms, mops, raising and lowering the garage door, and much frantic shouting. Eventually Daddy was able to trap the Hummer inside a big square plastic container butted up against the ceiling--and standing on his tippy toes he had to wait an eternity until Mommy got a ladder, set it up, and slid on the lid--but not before the hummer escaped and they had to repeat the maneuver all over again!
And then they set him free. OUTSIDE. After all that work.
We had a record-breaking rainfall Thursday here in the desert--1.10" (28cm) in under two hours--and it caused quite a bit of damage; thankfully across the street and not at our house. Although the poor park took quite a hit. It's situated on the edge of the wash, into which the valley of the mountains up the road from our house funnel all their runoff.
The peeps were having an afternoon coffee on the Catio around 3 PM when it got suddenly DARK and...Holy COD...the rain started coming down in torrents, with the lightening cracks that were so close both of 'em were squealing like little girls and sent us under the beds. It came so fast the ground couldn't absorb much of it, so this happened:
The thunderclaps were so loud they set off the car alarm!
Traffic was just crawling on the highway at the intersection at the top of the street so when the rain let up a little they drove up to see what was going on:
The highway was covered in basketball-sized boulders washed down from the rain and cars were having to navigate around them. The rain quit about 5 PM, and shortly afterwards there were City crews out with heavy equipment cleaning the pavement; they worked until past midnight to make it passable.
The next day Daddy went over to the park to check out the damage.
This is the entrance by our house. The water overtopped the curb!
The horse gate leading into the desert. It should be flat.
The river bed there is...um...*new*.
This is the Bocce ball court pre-flood.
This is the North end now...
...and this is the bench that's on the far right of the "before" photo!
It's literally TONS of mud, and the clean-up crews have already begun working, but it's going to be a while before things are back to normal, the entire park's been inundated with mud.
Mommy is planning a hike on her days off to scope out the hills on the other side of the highway to see what she can see...all that dirt had to come from somewhere...we know where it is NOW!
