Sam I Am

A little over a year ago, we were having a picnic on the deck when we heard this loud sound coming from the creek. It kept getting closer and closer. I wondered if it was cat in heat. And then it appeared. A little black kitten that was starving. It was skin and bones. I was cooking tortilla soup inside and had a window open and I guess it smelled the food and heard the voices. The kitten adopted us. Eli, fresh from reading Dr. Seuss, named it Sam I Am. Sam turned out to be a girl.

Today, I was out taking pictures by the creek and Sam jumped up on this Red Rock, not wanting to miss a thing.

The blip for today.