The Secret Passion of the Cat Katrina
While we were in Wisconsin, Labor Day happened. Mom decided on bratwurst and sweet corn for dinner. So after a trip to a local vendor for picked-that-morning sweet corn, she left it for Dad to shuck. He told me I’d want to watch, as Katrina, their tabby cat, would be very involved. A bit perplexed, I brought my camera with me.
Dad looks pretty normal, but you can see he has his eye on the furry blob, a.k.a Katrina, at the bottom of the photo.
What are you doing with that camera thingy? There is nothing to see here! Move along!
Come out my precious sweet corn!
Yes! All mine! It’s so green and grassy!
Why are you showing me that silly, yellow, inner part? That part is useless! You humans are so stupid!
Mmmmm! Better than catnip!
She’s a nutty kitty!
Also while we were there, my dad celebrated his birthday. He loves Mars bars with almonds, which are very difficult to find. But thanks to the interwebs, my mom found some and bought him a whole box (it must have weighed a couple of pounds). Dad was happy!
And the day M and I left, our flight wasn’t until late afternoon, so we took my brother out to lunch at the Caramel Crisp Shop in my hometown, Oshkosh. I really liked the Halloween/autumn candy display over the deli case of healthy salads.
And here are M and my brother, Thomas, before a tasty lunch.
You’ll notice that although I have a healthy salad and some soup, they have a Chicago style hot dog and a pork barbecue sandwich and malt. O.K. the molasses cookie was mine.