I will also be spending those days with my family as a matter of fact my oldest son and my granddaughter are coming for Christmas, and I am looking forward to it. I got some good numbers tonight. My grandson Cooper delivered a cat house that he built for my feral kitties that I have with a cord that I can plug a kitty heating pad into it for warmth. A couple of months ago he looked out my back door and couldn't believe all the kitties that were there eating. Right now I have 5-9 and every time I set a trap I get only the males somehow the females get out. So most of my males are neutered. I have one female that is crafty and she has had three litters but only total of 3 survived. I will get her I just haven't found a way. See you all tomorrow.
We had high surfs on the North Shore over the weekend. And I didn't feel a bit of excitement. That's when I realized I have moved into the Senior Class of people. I remember when (in my younger days) we used to drive to the North Shore to watch these monster waves curling up so high and crashing down mercilessly onto the trembling fragile ribbons of beaches. We'd scan the wave crest for a daredevil surfer or three deploying all their surfing skills to maintain their footing on a surfboard as it tries to stay within the optimum spot on the wave as long as possible. A wipeout would mean a fall of 30-50 feet into the bottom of the wave and the wall of water would come crashing on top. Then we'd scan the angry salty froth, looking for the surfer and dare not breathing until we see him emerge. Most of the times, the daredevil would be spotted bobbing in the water looking for his separated surfboard. Sometimes, it would be just the board bobbing alone and crashing down over and over. Whispers could be heard among the onlookers. Some could not take any more of the tension for locating the down surfer and would drive away. The dry coastal road would feel the jolts from the pounding monster waves. Maybe the Ocean had overpowered another monster wave rider. Or maybe he got injured and managed to get washed up a distance away. Hopefully, nothing was broken severly. Ah, youth and its defiance of danger. The onlookers vicariously share that defiance with the daredevils
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