Just Action Here

No action shots actually. Ok maybe a couple. Milo has a way of playing like a maniac and then laying down and ignoring us in the middle of a game of hockey! Anna is right, I should try to post his windsprints on YouTube. I tried tonight and of course he acted like he was geriatric and couldn't get off his stomach and looked at me with those eyes that said, 'you're a lunatic. I'm much too mature for this'. Yeah sure. Pictures prove otherwise. Look at this ball of fur rolling all over the floor!

Savory Man loves having Milo around. We remind Milo often that he is the most spoiled cat on Upham Ave. He should not expect us to get down on our stomachs and play like this forever!
In other non-cat news, we brought some old bread down to the beach. When we need to get out of the house, we have made this our activity. It's amazing how you can get out of the car and there will be no birds on the beach. But you throw one bread crumb in the air and all of a sudden, it's like asexual reproduction and dozens of birds are swarming overhead. Two more breadcrumbs, 40 more birds. The first time it was mad scary and I thought I was had been transported to Alfred Hitchcocks imagination and was in "The Birds" because they fly so close to you, and you can't help but wonder if they are going to start pecking at you like you are a breadcrumb. Thankfully the second time around I was less concerned with being pecked to death. Obviously, at least less concerned enough to be the photographer!