[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is sitting with his nose almost pressed against a steel column. Sunlight shines on the concrete pad behind him. ]
Gonna guess the editorials page was extra interesting that day. It was pretty windy, too, so I’m sure there were all KINDS of smells.
[ Loiosh has his head shoved into a juniper bush, as he often does. His green bow tie has made its way around to the side of his neck. ]
& of course a juniper bush is always a juniper bush.
But then he tried to jump in the river.
… okay, no, but I didn’t want to let him get any closer anyway, it was muddy & what if he slipped?
[ The river, grey with cold, studded with ice, takes up the top half of the picture. Loiosh is hunkered back a couple feet from the edge, which is, in fact, muddy, though where Loiosh is standing is dead leaves, instead. His green leash leads uphill towards the camera, which is in the hands of someone who does NOT have four wheel drive and is thus not getting any closer. ]
& then I sat on that rock & spent ten minutes taking videos of the river while Loiosh shouted in my ear, because that’s how we roll.
