Cinnamon's Visitor

Yesterday was very exciting. I had a visitor who came all the way from Arkansas to see ME!

It seemed like I waited forever and forever for my visitor

It was early afternoon when we got word that she was on her way. She had done some volkswalking in Olympia and then was headed south. It's too hot for me to have fun volkswalking. I just do regular walking in the summer.

After I waited what seemed like forever, she drove up in her silver race car! I was impressed!

I tried to teach Ruth Anne how to play keep away with the ball.

We had fun outside playing. I love having visitors. Ruth Anne's mother made my beautiful dog quilt that I keep in my crate.

This is another keep away move I know.

I had so much fun! Notice I don't let loose of the ball, even while I'm rolling around looking silly.

We played and played. I got tired and my visitor and owner decided to go out for lunch. I didn't mind because it was getting pretty warm out. I heard they went to the Farmer's Market because McMenamin's on the Columbia was too crowded.

I sure hope Ruth Anne comes back soon because I love having visitors like her!!!

Here's a picture of the quilt that Ruth Anne sent to me.
(You can also see my green toy and toy basket in the picture.)

Thanks Ruth Anne for coming to visit. If I ever get to Arkansas, I'll come see you!

Love, Cinnamon

Cinnamon's Revenge

This is one of those bratty squirrels

The squirrels are getting really gutsy lately. I think they are preparing for winter. They hang out in the huge oak tree in the woods behind my house. Each time I go outside, I look up to see if they are in view.

But, when I'm not out in the yard, they sneak in and dig little holes in the potted plants and bury their acorns!

Sometimes when the back door is closed I watch them out the window. 

They come down the tree and take a lower branch RIGHT ONTO MY FENCE. Then they scurry along the fence (I can hear their little claw feet) until they get to MY BENCH. Then they come down into MY YARD.

Here's my bench where the squirrels tread when I am not home

They especially like it when I'm not home because they can investigate each and every pot and take their sweet time digging a little hole for their prized acorn.

You know what I do? I dig up their acorns and crack them with my teeth TAKE THAT, SQUIRREL!

Birds: Cinnamon likes some but not others

Here I am bird watching.

It was a fine evening in the backyard. My owner and I were communing and bird-watching. First we watched a pair of Red Tailed Hawks circle overhead. I was thinking that they might attack me. I decided the best safe place for me would be to hide under my blue bench.

I kept sniffing the air and sensed a squirrel in the not too distant woods. My owner thought I was a bit loco because the branches were moving. The squirrel was hopping from branch to branch and I really didn't see it. I was too busy sniffing. Smell is my strongest sense by far.

But back to the birds. My favorite visitors to the back yard are the Colibri. Oh, that's right. I'm not in New Mexico anymore. You folks won't understand. Colibri are Hummingbirds. They buzz and they hum in our yard and come to feed at the special bird feeder. When they get their fill, they buzz off into the tree-tops. They love our bird feeder.

Here comes a friendly Hummingbird to our feeder

I am annoyed by bees, flies and blue jays. But why am I not annoyed by the buzzing Colibri? Why don't I growl at them and chase them? I think it is because the Colibri remind me of my homeland... of New Mexico. There are many hummingbirds that fly through when they migrate to and from Mexico. They are my friends. Colibri help the plants and they make my garden pretty. And, most importantly, they remind me of the land of my birth.

My friends in New Mexico had about four hummingbird feeders in their backyard. They had lots of hummers coming and going. I loved spending time there with my friends Pinta and Bridget. I even kind of liked Aly, even though she was testy at times.

Me gusta las Colibries

The Colibri remind me of home. I am kind to them. They don't buzz me and are kind to me!

They are kinder than Sammy the Blue Jay and those Red Tailed Hawks that circle overhead. Of course there are the noisy blackbirds. I get tired of the "Caw, Caw, Caw."

So now that I have had my visit from my Hummingbird friend, I am off to bed.

Photography copyright: Elizabeth Rose Photography