Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Barkley, Trip Mascot.

So, we recovered a stray named Barkley ("Barkles" or "Bark" for short) in Blenheim and have tried to integrate him into the backstory. He's a charming, though quiet cat with a crooked nose and an occasionally feisty disposition. He travels well, though, and is quite adventurous.

Above: at the southernmost tip of Canada: Point Pelee, Ontario, threatening to go for a swim. Thankfully, Barkley heeded the warnings about strong currents and an absence of catnip growing in the water. Below: taking the easy way out while hiking at Point Pelee National Park.


Maxin' and relaxin' in the air conditioning on a day that hit 37 degrees in Point Pelee.


Barkley leaves his siblings behind to much fanfare. And many tears. But he has a better life now. Frankly, the carnie was a little frightening. Or maybe just stoned. Either way, his family wished him well in the world. And Barkley's eyes are adjusting to a home without neon colours on every corner.

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