If you asked Leroy, he’d probably tell you Whistler is his new favourite place.
Much of it, like Lost Lake, is still covered in snow. And so, so beautiful.
He spent forever running and digging and having the time of his life. Right up until a cranky old corgie ruined his fun.
What is it about the snow that’s just so, so much fun?
Attended a wedding at the beautiful Squamish Lil’wat Cultural Centre in Whistler yesterday. Loved everything from the mini cheesecakes to the bride’s red ballet flats, but especially loved that they used Ukrainian eggs to let guests know their table number.
Each hand-painted egg had a tag with a guest’s name and table number on it. If I had thought of something like that, I would have made my little Ukrainian mama so proud.
Leroy also loved them. Little thief.
Happy Easter! And congratulations again, Kirstin and David.
I didn’t realize how much Leroy had changed until I stumbled upon this photo.
His ears were so floppy, his fur so fuzzy (and his paws so huge). Thought I’d include a shot of someone who still weighs 8 lbs.
My little Bernie cat.
And still the baby beast prefers dry land.
Spent the whole weekend by the water and Leroy barely dipped his toes in the surf. This photo makes me smile, though. Partly because he looks so thrilled to be leaving the beach and partly because my city looks so pretty in the background.
Someone once said a meal’s only worth making if it’s going to be better than good bread and good cheese.
Is there anything better than good bread and good cheese?
Had some friends over to meet Leroy this afternoon. Served them my favourite living room picnic (while the little beast dined on kibble).
You’d think with his webbed feet, he’d love the water.
that part of me hopes his ears stay this way?