the mouse man came this morning dressed in his tan coloured overalls and navy boots. cc followed him around our house as if he was an apprentice to the trade, teasing tools from his rucksack and pulling them around the wooden floorboards so it was thundering outside and in.
this tortoiseshell cat made cc's morning on our stormy walk. he stooped down to talk cat talk and touched his nose to the window pane until the sound of thunder pulled him away.
opposite the feline's home is this lovely bicycle shop, founded by a gentleman called jack nauss. the mechanics garage next door has had the scarlet automobile outside since we arrived. it is a vintage, soft top mg that seats two. maybe we could somehow squeeze cc's seat into the back then motor off for adventures down the canadian coast.