A SONG FOR YOU

Gus sends this one out to all his fans.

TWO TEETH

This extreme close-up of August is to show you that he has his first two teeth.

COUSIN JONAH!

August's cousin Jonah stopped by this weekend!

NEWEST PASTIME

He likes to play in the sand,


and swing on the swingset.

THE SWEETEST SOUND

is a giggling Gus:

AND NEW SHOES TOO

He likes hugging them more than he likes wearing them. Thanks GT & GB!

NEW PANTS

I've been knitting pants for little Gus. The store-bought ones he has seem too tight in the diaper area, so I've made a few pairs for him.


So far, he seems to like them, and he isn't embarrassed to wear clothes that his mom made.

LUKE

Luke, also known as Cool Hand Luke, Luke the Butt, Lucas, Lute, and Special Cat, died suddenly yesterday at the age of 10.


There are many things to be said about Luke, but none would capture what a special animal he was. To some he was just a cat, but to us he was a beloved pet, friend, and family member.


Luke loved everyone in this family and everyone who walked through our door. He was the only of our pets to come running when we got home, and you could make him purr just by saying his name from across the room. He came when you called for him, and he was the only cat I've ever known who loved water. There were many peculiar things about Luke; he was indeed a Special Cat, and we miss him terribly.

Luke took to baby Gus, and we were so looking forward to the days of whisker and tail pulling ahead. I got this moment on video just last week:




So long, little fella. As much as we gave you a hard time, we absolutely adored you, and our lives were made better by having you as our cat.

A TYPICAL SUNDAY EVENING

GUS : Poppa, this squash is scrumptious.

POPPA : Thank you, son. Its from the garden.

GUS : Ah, yes, of course. An Early Prolific Straightneck, yes?

POPPA : Why yes indeed. What a fine variety. We've had quite a crop this year.

GUS : Nonetheless, I shall abstain from selecting squash of the year until I have tasted the Butternuts and Acorns.

POPPA : Don't forget the pumpkins!

GUS : Oh, how could I?

POPPA : Quick, finish your raspberry tart - I hear Momma coming!

WHILE I WAS FIXING BREAKFAST....

August was making his getaway:


He's gone from knees to feet in the last few days, but still can't move forward. He's got the leg power, now just has to figure out the hands!