This week with Charley, there’s been a lot of discussion on Facebook about what color she is. When you look at her, she looks black (see pin-up photo at the top of this story).
But in certain lighting, she takes on a brown or even gray tinge. I wonder if that’s because her fur is actually black on top, but her undercoat is white.
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Here she is in the sunlight, looking positively brown.
In this week’s episode of “What’s Outside?,” she discovered a raccoon last night, who, by the way, somehow managed to get the very tight – and latched! – lid off the birdseed container outside my office window.
Talk about a skilled thief. T.H.E. Cat – Robert Loggia, not the cat staring out my window – would be impressed.
When it comes to us – me and my son, Will – being outside the window, Charley has been very confused. The other day, Will came home, got out of his car and started walking towards the house. Charley was on her desk bed while I was working, took one look at him and started growling in that low voice she developed during the first part of her life fending off coyotes out by the lighthouse.
It’s like she thinks there’s an alternate universe out there with our doppelgangers wandering around causing havoc.
However, as I’m writing this today, she’s watching Will work on his boat trailer outside the window and seems fine with it. Maybe she’s starting to realize that we’re the same person whether we’re inside or outside.
Then Will’s buddy came over to help him, and Charley retreated to her chair in the living room. While she’s starting to seem ok with me and Will being outside, she can’t deal with an extra unknown person out there.
Here she is watching Will, before his buddy the intruder came over.
At any rate, I’m glad she’s gotten comfortable enough with her desk bed to hang out with me while I’m working, even if she continues to fail at her managing editor job. Then again, afternoon naps for the employees aren’t such a bad idea.