Fifty Kitties

It is an absolute beautiful day today. Barry and I took off on our bikes. We stopped by the lawnmower repair shop and the owner yelled across the room, "the gear box is not in yet!" So we rode across the street to look in the windows of the mysterious building called Whiskerville. Low and behold we saw over 50 cats in the fist window we looked in. It was something to see. As we were cupping our hands around our eyes to get a better look, Barry's watch reflection on the inside wall caught the attention of more than 15 cats. We had the best time watching them all look to the left and then to the right as Barry moved his watch. They had a real nice set up for living. A lot of high perches to sleep on as well as cabinets with drilled entry holes to enter a dark sleeping place. Plenty of kitty litter boxes. There was a rocking chair, too. And each window had a place to sit and look outside. The cats followed us from window to window. We never see the owners on the premises, but it is obvious someone is taking good care of them.

We then headed to the park. We found it harder than usual to pedal today. We made it to the Skyline Drive and enjoyed a rest on a bench overlooking the Bay. An old man without a shirt walked by. His boobs were bigger than mine. I got tickled at the thought of putting on an old-man-mask and walking without my shirt on. :) It was fun coasting back down the levee and riding through a different neighborhood on the way home.

Now it's time to watch the Bold and the Beautiful. Felicia might die today....