new cat behavior

Hey there, Grete here!  I've had enough of Tabby Tattletale this and Tuxie Tuesday that.  It's my turn!

We've had pouring down rain for the last several weeks.  It's been tough to drag my humans out for regular walkies.  I saw my chance during a "sunbreak" this past weekend and off we went.

We walked to the local Starbucks where mom and dad got coffee.  Anything to keep them happy while we walk.

Then it was off to the park trail where I discovered  tree chewed down by a beaver!  How cool is that!  I bet mom and dad would have walked right by it if I didn't point it out.

What would they do without me?  Oh yeah...about 2 minutes after this "discovery" it started dumping down rain on us.  Did I care?  Nope.

I love my walkies in the Park Blocks.  It makes me think of my buddy Bogart.  Before he moved away he used to walk the streets of Portland and he loved the North Park Blocks.  My territory is the South Park Blocks.  Fall is the best time of year to walk here.

Here's my pal Abraham Lincoln.  I keep hoping he'll have a dog treat in his hand.  Again, I am disappointed.

At the Art Museum there is a coyote.  He doesn't say much.

I barked at a few squirrels and pigeons.  That is always tons of fun.

The trees are beautiful.

I'm thinking of going back to school...NOT!  I passed my obedience classes and I have no intention of going back for graduate studies.

Thanks for coming along with me today!