June 20, 2011
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Jack Shadbolt

Regular readers of this blog know that we recently adopted a red kitten, little Davey, who we lost from pneumonia after he only lived with us for a month. Tuffy P. decided we needed another red kitten. Nothing else would do. The other day, she came home with a little rescue kitten. The mom lived in a ferel cat colony and apparently deposited her kittens on someone’s porch.

The kitten she brought home is full of play. I just watched him attempt a daring curtain climb behind the computer where I type this. We decided to name him after a great painter, the late Jack Shadbolt. This will no doubt confuse some because we have a cat named Jacques (we call him Jox or Joxy) and we have a cat named Shadow – but we can’t help that. He’s Jack Shadbolt and that’s that.

I’m going out of town for a few days. If I don’t get a chance to post pictures later today, I will on the weekend when I return.

June 19, 2011
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Never Marry a Railroad Man

Train song #18 features Shocking Blue, a band from The Hague. This song was from 1970. The flip side (for those readers who remember “flip-sides”) was another train song, Roll Engine Roll.

This isn’t the only railroad song that has a warning. There is a verse in Wreck of the Ol’ 97 that goes:

Now all you ladies, you’d better heed my warning
From this time on and learn
Never speak harsh words to your true lovin’ husband
He might leave you and never return.

June 17, 2011
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Coyote

I take the dogs out at about 6:00 every day to play with their buddies. Today,I had to call my boss about something that happened earlier in the day and I was doing that on my work phone while walking the dogs. We rounded the corner and just before the next block there was S with Memphis’ best pal Annie. Well, the dogs greeted one another and it was a little chaotic, in part because I was trying to take care of work business at the same time.

S and her dog were both facing me and my dogs and I glanced down the street and all of a sudden, there was a coyote running towards us. He turned quickly onto the north-south street and meanwhile I’m still trying to take care of this work call. I said to my boss, just a second, I just saw a coyote, and S ran over to the corner to get a look, but it was gone without a trace. I saw this thing for maybe two seconds before it turned up the street and disappeared.

Now it may be true that I need a vacation, but I’m pretty certain I saw a coyote in broad daylight at the corner of Lake Promenade and 25th St. just an hour ago.