Hairless

There is a breed of "hairless" cats, but BK is not one of them.  Poor thing has suffered all summer with some strange skin allergy that had him licking and licking until all the hair from his head, upper shoulders, tail, and parts of his legs was removed.  He still has some of the bumps on his skin, but in my opinion he seems to be getting better.  Of course, my eyesight isn't what it used to be either.

I am happy to report that I have conquered the interface issue (as you can now "see").  No real reason, but I did replace the batteries in my camera (I upload directly from the camera).  In any event, you now can see my poor little kitty.  To me it is amazing that a feral cat, who I could not even get within 10 feet of more than a year ago, has integrated himself into my little colony.  He purrs, sits on my lap in the evenings, frequently cuddles up near my neck at night, and is currently on the desk (tucked in behind the computer) where he has been for about 4 hours.  I guess I am an acceptable food provided.

There are symptoms of fall starting to show.  The red buds have (again) lost most of their leaves (early), the so-called grass (i.e., green stuff that requires mowing) is turning brown in areas and growth is slowing, and sometimes the breeze seems to be coming from the WNW.  Then there are the yard visitors.  They were not around during the beastly hot/humid days, but have returned.  Last night as the dark descended there were five (one just loosing its spots).  I just hope the white stuff holds off until January.

"This was one of those perfect New England days in late summer where the spirit of autumn takes a first stealing flight, like a spy, through the ripening country-side, and, with feigned sympathy for those who droop with August heat, puts her cool cloak of bracing air about leaf and flower and human shoulders."  ~Sarah Orne Jewett