Our friend Tim loaned us the movie "Winged Migration." If you've never seen it, it's a beautiful documentary that follows the migration of various species of birds throughout the world.
About 5 minutes into the film, we caught Ringo moving stealthily toward the screen, crouched down tiger-style, tail swishing and eyes narrowed. The cat was completely convinced a flock of Canadian geese was migrating right through his very own living room. You could tell he was fired up to bag one right then and there.
Needless to say we were doubled over trying not to laugh too hard. Mr. Anderson even cruely whispered, "Get those birdies Ringo" a few times to drive him on. After a few confused meeows, and some pacing back and forth, he finally just squatted on the ottoman to watch the ellusive geese from a distance.
Poor Ringo. Those damn geese are tricky.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Ringo Gives it Two Claws Up
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Holiday Greetings from Bear Country
When we moved from Los Angeles to Chicago a year ago, priority one for Mr. Anderson was getting a whole season's worth of Bears tickets. Sounded like a blast to me. Then winter came. Let me just say this -- never did I imagine a day where I would be standing in a frigid stadium, wind whipping at my face, wearing two pairs of long johns, two sets of socks, jeans, boots, three layered sweaters, a giant down coat, a hat, scarf, and two pairs of gloves screaming, "Cheeseheads suck!" at the top of my lungs.
I guess that officially makes me a Chicagoan now.
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