Timmy again

Ready or not, here’s more chinchilla cuteness, compliments of Timmy, the chinchilla I’ve been caring for whilst his people have been away. Yesterday, when I arrived, I awakened his little chinchness.

I’d fed him earlier the day before so according to his stomach my arrival was probably overdue. He scurried out to watch while I did the more boring stuff like replenish his ordinary food.

It’s the treats he’s looking for and yesterday he almost climbed my leg begging. He’s either gotten used to me or I’ve succeeded in spoiling him rotten.

He’s no Labrador retriever like my Dear Dog but he’s definitely got his cute going.

Election Day

Today is a big, hotly contested election day across the U.S. Much has happened that has mobilized voters. Stakes and turnout are high.

There’s an initiative that would make gun control in Washington state the strictest in the country, tightening regulations on automatic weapons — you know, guns capable of mass slaughter — and requiring strict background checks, I1639. Signs opposing 1639 have popped up like mushrooms. I’ve yet to figure out how billionaires figure in, or how victims become criminals. But I suppose that’s my bias speaking.

I grew up with guns in a law enforcement family and I learned to shoot a rifle as a child. I’m not a clueless snowflake when it comes to guns. One of the most important things I’ve learned is that guns aren’t a go-to solution, weapons to level a human playing field. Yet, here and now, they have slaughtered innocents in our schools, churches, play fields, theatres and concert halls, and workplaces. It seems our flags are becoming fixed at half mast. I voted. I don’t know if it will make a difference. One can only hope.