Welcome to October.
Our mornings are lovely....down in the 70s so Don and I can enjoy that first cup of coffee out on the patio. It's a very peaceful scene with the two cats enjoying their condo space.
We watched quite a few rigs pull in today as we sat in our nice cool air conditioned game room playing Mahjong in the afternoon. We figure that some RVers who are watching the weather forecast might wait a few days before heading south to HOT Arizona. It is still triple digits here on a daily basis.
The new season badges are now available so we summer folk should hurry down before the long lines start to form.
Even though Don and I have now lived here for 20 years, I added WI for Wisconsin as that is our origin.
The October calendar is released showing the last day of service in our beloved 3 Palms Cafe (aka as the ballroom kitchen). We have certainly all enjoyed that service for the past summers! Congratulations to Chef, Bridgette, and Connie for keeping us so well fed. The Bistro is scheduled to open on Monday, October 14. Hours will be 9am to 5pm.
Tuesday, October 15, our event tickets should be ready for pick up in Activities.
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| Scooter |
We had more excitement at the Hepler home than we cared for this past week as little Scooter managed to knock a tile loose in the cat condo and both cats escaped. He's quite the climber.
Kat is really tame and just walked into the house the moment I opened the door but little Scooter was nowhere to be found. ACKK!! We alerted all the neighbors, posted on Nextdoor, and drove around the blocks a few times to no avail. Friends all say to put out lots of smelly cat food to lure him back home. Scooter didn't respond but every feral cat in the neighborhood sure did. We had three at the same time that afternoon. I laughed and said I hoped Scooter came home soon as I couldn't afford all that cat food! 😒 (Actually, it looks like a litter family as they're all kittens about the same size.)
Our prayers were answered later that evening as we heard a noise at the window and there was Scooter trying to get back in the house. Thank goodness! His little white paws were a dingy gray but he was fine after we got him cleaned up again.
He slept well that evening and probably dreamt of his fleeting freedom.
