Category Archives: Scout

I get cuter every day!

Scout tots has us figured out. Whoever said cats aren’t smart? When he wants rough play: biting, chewing, clawing, rolling, and pouncing, he goes right to Hubby, who is happy to laugh at his antics and play with him. That’s his favorite way of interacting with Scout. And me? I want snuggles and Scout seemsContinueContinue reading “Scout has us figured out”

Scout wasn’t real big on Hubby at first. He mainly saw him when horrible, no good, very bad medicine was being squirted into his yap. It was not an endearing introduction. Then Hubby went away on a week’s camping trip in Wisconsin with his best friend of almost fifty years (they met in the OutingContinueContinue reading “Daddy’s Home!”

For his first few days with the run of the house, Scout had trouble getting up onto the couch. Try, scramble, fall back on his butt, try again. He’s just a little guy yet. But this morning he clawed his way to the uppermost spot in the room: the curtain railing. Neither Candy nor BethesdaContinueContinue reading “Scout is a climber”

We ordered a blue collar for Scout that has his name, my phone number, and “Reward” on it. It’s miles too big. Beth S recommended putting it around his whole body for now and that sounded like a brilliant suggestion. Here he is wriggling out of it. We’ll just have to wait until he’s bigger!

Scout the Explorer took a 10 minute morning sojourn into the vastness that is the rest of the house. When Candy seemed to mind, we put him back. Later in the afternoon, he came back out for further adventures: