The solar eclipse is going to put a damper on my daily routine. I don’t follow the news, but I do love soaking in the warmth of the sun. I was upset when I heard that the moon was going to cover the sun for about 2 to 3 hours. I already have to put up with a lot of cloudy days in the winter, which means my favorite room for sun bathing doesn’t get any of the warm rays. It’s still summer and I want my sun! I guess this disturbing eclipse doesn’t happen very often. My mom told me a total eclipse of the sun came to the continental United States in 1979, but the one that actually crossed over North America hasn’t happened since 1918. She’s old enough to remember the one in 1979, but told me not to even think about asking if she was alive for the one in 1918. She said, “I’m not that old.” Since I can just jump into my time travel pod to see this eclipse any time, it really isn’t a big deal, but why would I want to do that? As I said before, I like the sun! I’m glad I don’t live in that 70 mile path between Oregon and South Carolina, because the moon will cover all of the sun for a short time. I bet cats living there will be angrier than me. In Colorado, a bit of the sun will show through, which means people who are dummies will think they can look at the sun, because it won’t be bright like it normally is. I know better than that! My mom gave me these special eclipse viewing glasses (regular sun glasses aren't good enough), but she said she will probably just close all the curtains in the house so I won’t be tempted to look at it while she’s at work. I’m not ignorant. I can open the curtains, but I will use the glasses. I don’t want to hurt my eyes. Truthfully, I'll probably sleep through the whole thing. Here’s more info if you’re curious: https://eclipse.aas.org/eclipse-america
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Photo of me taken when I visited the lake in my time travel vessel. I didn't go back in time, but it gets me to places faster. I'm not used to being without my brother on these time travel adventures. Today I will just introduce my newly named blog: Hobbes Happenings. I hope to see some cool stuff, in the future but for now I'm just going to stay home and help Mommy feel better. She seems really sad, but I'm doing my best to perk her up. I wake her up with my adorable face. I purr for her. I let her rub my head and ears. I even let her kiss me, YUCK! I give her the privilege of feeding me and playing with me also. I don't know what more I can do for her. I do spend a lot of time on her lap, so she should be the happiest person alive.
Anyway, have a super weekend! Hobbes It breaks my heart to say that Tigger is no longer with us. He wrote one last blog. He will never be forgotten, because he brought so much joy into our lives. RIP Tigger. My time travel days are over. I’m old and not feeling my normal chipper self. Can you believe it that food doesn’t even sound good to me? Food was my obsession! My brother still romps and plays and we’re actually the same age. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but my parents took me to this place where these strangers poked, pricked, and scared me. Once I got home, I was relieved to be in my safe and comfortable happy place.
If I could take my time travel capsule somewhere, it would be back to the times when I was less than a year old. That was when I felt the world was my oyster. I loved everyone and everything. Nothing scared me. I could even go back a couple of years ago when I ate to my heart’s content. My parents continue to dote and love on me even though I’m less perky. I’m worried about Mommy though, because her eyes keep leaking water, and she looks so sad. She talks to me a lot, and I wish I understood what she was saying. I want to tell her not to be gloomy, but I don’t know how to do that. This will be my last blog, but perhaps my brother Hobbes will write one in the future without me. Thanks for taking the time to read about our adventures. It was a blast. T-T-F (Ta-Ta Forever) Tigger |
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