Friday, June 1, 2007

Beach Bum



I decided today to give the beach another try. I tried it last autumn and, I gotta tell you, it seems a high-risk situation for a cat. All that water: salty, usually sunny, hot and then there’s the big white gulls with the sharp beaks. I never know whether to trust a gull…

Anyway, I put on my harness and leash, and my person and I headed off down the road. She had to pick me up a couple times because I dislike trucks a great deal. It’s two blocks to the beach…the shorter block can have trucks, but once you get to the long block it’s better.

I am still a bit overwhelmed by the beach. The pebbles are cool, but the water is, well, it’s big…and it’s salty. I’m kind of a fresh water guy, but I’m working on it.

We strolled along the water a bit, but then I headed off to this bucolic spot just on the back side of the beach…a lovely saltwater pond with a Great Egret in it. I needed to go all the way to the edge to prove to myself that it really was salty water. (Black cat + sunny hot beach = thirsty cat.) I got my paws in it…yep, salty.

I’m getting used to it. When you calm down and start sniffing around, it’s a pretty amazing place. There’s so much that I don’t know out there, it’s going to take some exploration. I’m intrigued but cautious.

It was nice to get back and lay in the cool grass under the Sugar Maple.