I realize that some plants are just flowering weeds, but weeds are flowers that just happen to be growing in the wrong place at the wrong time. Half Moon Bay is covered with these golden yellow blooms and the hillsides and fields are alive with color. Mustard grass, Bermuda Buttercups, and Fiddleneck are three of the flowers that I can identify but there are others that I cannot. Tiny white and purple flowers are also sprinkled in the sea of golden yellow.
We are leaving Half Moon Bay RV Park early tomorrow morning and moving over to Pillar RV Park on the north side of town. We will be staying right on the ocean next to the bay and there are cats hunting for mice and all such creatures in the wildflowers and I wonder how Callie will act when she sees them or meets them on our walks. She has forgotten about Romeo since we left Anza-Borrego Desert State Park and her evenings spent searching for him in the master bedroom window are behind her.
Callie is living her life again on the road and the adventures she is having are worth writing about every day:) we can’t wait for our move to Pillar RV Park tomorrow morning, what a time we shall have camping along the seashore.
Our drive to Half Moon Bay was delightful and Callie enjoyed the entire trip hanging out on the dash and playing co-captain. The bright yellow mustard and fiddleneck flowers are blooming everywhere and cover the fields alongside Highway 1. It has been raining all of last week and it will start raining again tomorrow, so new growth is abundant and prolific blooms carpet the hillsides in fields of gold.
We stopped by an Albertson’s in Morro Bay before we headed out of town and stocked up on groceries and supplies because we are set to hang out in Half Moon Bay for a week. The GDC18 Game Developers Conference is being held at the Moscone Conference Center in San Fransisco and our adult daughter is going to attend. Half Moon Bay RV Park is only 30 miles away, so we rented a car and will take her to the conference and pick her up while we play in the city.
Half Moon Bay RV Park is basically a dirt parking lot but the bathrooms and showers are clean, spacious, AND with plenty of hot water to use without worrying about putting quarters into a slot makes it worthy of 5 stars. When you arrive at the RV Park you are greeted by 3 cats and a retired bright red, British double-decker bus with Christmas lights blinking on and off. Seeing as it is the middle of March, it is rather eccentric, but we were welcomed warmly and put in space #7 with Fred next door in space #6 alongside a tall hedge of fragrant juniper or cypress for privacy.
Our daughter Lara earned a Ph.D. in Physiology in 2017, but it was not her passion and she wants to explore the possibility of becoming a producer in the gaming industry. She is gifted in multiple languages, computer science, computer graphics, writing, and mathematics. I believe she can do whatever her heart and soul desires so we are trying to be very supportive. She is our only daughter and we want her to be in a work environment that makes her heart sing with joy, but pays well too! I don’t think that it is too tall of an order considering her vast talents.
Today it will be clear and sunny but will rain the rest of the week, so I will make sure to get Callie out for a walk to explore her surroundings. Last night we hiked to the beach and watched a glorious sunset turn from a silvery lilac and yellow to lavender, red and molten orange. It was magnificent, to say the least. The shoreline was practically empty of people and the sand was a coarse bleached, pale off-white; this was perfect conditions for photography, and I took full advantage of the evening.
If you have followed my blog posts for any length of time, one of Callie’s most annoying habits is to wake me up several times a night in order to seek permission to nibble on some kibble at my bedside. I used to get up and walk out to the kitchen to feed her, but Michael suggested I just place the food on the floor next to me so that I at least don’t have to climb out of bed anymore.
I realize that Callie is unbelievably spoiled, but I have sincerely done everything short of murdering her to break her of this habit. I have thrown her out of the bedroom, I try ignoring her, (which doesn’t have any effect) other than ramping up the charm, I have sprayed her with water, and the meaner I am, the sweeter she becomes in her determination to win this battle.
It is now easier for me to just let her cuddle with me for awhile before she jumps back down from the bed in order to eat. Mind you, she has jumped up ON the bed in order to jump back DOWN to eat. Who knows what her early formative years were, I adopted her as a stray. All I can say is that it is an uneasy truce between the two of us and when she asks to be fed, we cuddle for a while before I gently shove her off of the bed and onto her bowl of food.
So this brings me full circle to when she is napping in the middle of the day. I get to take my revenge by aiming the iPhone 7 plus camera at her while she is sleeping. It is a win-win for both of us. Her sleep is interrupted during the day and mine is interrupted in the night. Don’t let sleeping cats lie, they will sleep better at night.
If any of you have ever tried walking a cat on a leash, you will quickly discover that it isn’t quite like walking a dog. It takes a certain type of bold and curious cat, and it is best to gently guide them along at their own pace and in the direction that they mostly want to go in. You can’t make a cat do what it doesn’t want to do and herding them doesn’t work.
It has been several years now since I have introduced Callie to the leash and harness and she took to it fairly quickly. She loves to go on walks now but you need to know how to prevent her from backing out of the restraint. She doesn’t really want Michael or Lara walking her (she suspects that they will not risk their lives to save hers!) and has attempted to escape from them to get back to me.
The first blue leash and halter that I bought for her several years ago have held up pretty well. My only complaint is that she can pull out of it when she puts her mind to it. All she has to do is tuck her elbows into the chest strap and wiggle backward. Before you have a chance to react, she is free and doesn’t know what to do next. The secret is to let go of the leash so that they can’t hook their claws into the harness. If you chase after Callie, she will panic and start to run. It has never happened to me but it has happened to Michael. He was talking to a fellow RV camper and ignored her signals of boredom and Callie became impatient. She wiggled out of the harness and was running away before he knew what to do. Fortunately my daughter was with him and understood that she shouldn’t run after her. It ended happily with Lara walking slowly up to her while calling her name softly, and Lara was able to pick her up gently and walk her back to the RV with Callie in her arms.
The shoulder blades on a cat rise up quite high and over the spine when walking, and for this reason, it is hard to find a good harness, a harness that is comfortable AND escape proof. I just purchased this darling little vest with a fish print and bowtie pattern on it at Petco and will give it a try on our RV trip next week. I put it on her and she didn’t mind at all. She does have to droop her little pot belly down though and concave her backbone a little so that she can move forward with her shoulder blades lifting up under the material. From what I hear though, these harnesses are almost escape proof.
The harness is made out of a cotton t-shirt material and looks like a vest. The material is soft and pliant and Callie seemed quite comfortable walking around with it on. They come in one size fits all and in many patterns. I chose the fish and bow-tie and the old leash will match the blue of the fish. The leash has an elastic bungee cord at the clip which is also a good idea. When they panic, they take off at blinding speed and the elasticity helps them come to a less abrupt stop. It is quite the fashion statement too, and I bet Callie will attract all kinds of attention.
I sometimes refer to Callie as ”BatGirl” for obvious reasons. She has this cute little black mask and loves to play pranks and gets quite physical with olive tree climbing and running along the sand with her tummy flattened and pretending that she is invisible.
One of her favorite forms of play is to hide and I seek. She really believes it takes some time for me to figure out where she is and delights in my ineptness. I, of course, being on the constant lookout for her and potential danger out here in the desert, really know exactly where she is most of the time. She can’t run loose outside of the yard and the call of the wild speaks to her now and then, so I have to be super vigilant. Ever since Romeo has made his nightly appearance, she is even more apt to scale the wall in search of love.
So this morning at dawn, we played a rousing game of hide and seek in the backyard while I pretended I couldn’t find her for the longest of time. I can tell that her eyes and ears follow me while I look up the olive trees and behind the oleander bushes all the while calling her name. When I finally spot her, she makes a dash for the house with me chasing close behind. After a delightful romp in the early morning sunshine, she rested by basking on the floor with rainbows flickering where prisms of light reflected multicolored flashes of color along the wall and couch.
She is a wonderful companion animal and is really quite the muse. I used to be a painter but now find painting too draining emotionally. Callie provides a creative outlet that actually fills me up with positive energy and a desire to take photographs and then write about it afterward. I am left feeling refreshed and energized, and Callie is spent and exhausted and ready to rest for the day.
She is still searching for Romeo in the evening, but alas, he did not pay her a visit this morning. Fortunately, I kept her mind off of her troubles by playing ”hide and seek” with her.