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Dog days…

The backyard thermometer reads 100 degrees… in the shade.

Summer may “unofficially” end today, but the mercury tells a different story. It’s damned hot! This photo was taken at 5pm, and we still haven’t dipped below triple-digits.

Waiting for an important call

Mr. P, curled up by the telephone.

Mr. P’s new thing is to keep The Missus company while she works on the computer. He doesn’t take messages, but, ever the fountain of knowledge, he claims to be well versed in keyboard shortcuts and an expert with the mouse.

Well… he looks comfortable. Sort of.

Meet Red Hopscotch

Introducing Red…

Introducing the newest member of the Todd household: Red Hopscotch.

This is the same rabbit who, on three separate occassions, escaped from a neighbor’s house and was often spotted nibbling greens in our back yard (the rabbit formerly known as Clover, also formerly known as Pancakes). A few days after The Missus returned him for the third time, he showed up in our backyard. Again. But this time he was sporting a wobbly hind leg and a back injury.

Did I mention that we’re the neighborhood animal rescue? What do you think happened next?

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Hot days, cool cars

Cold blue steel… a late 60’s Malibu SS

We hung out with the Davis in Burbank this weekend. In addition to envying their pool and brunching at The Ivy, we walked a couple of blocks from their house and happened upon this very cool car show. Jellyroll was in full effect and got at least as much attention as the vintage Fords, souped up Pontiacs, and classic Chevys.

I took a bunch of photos. You can check out the whole roll by cruising on over to Flickr.

House guests

House guests: A snapshot uploaded by Drew.

For the second year in a row, a family of wrens house finches (thanks to our neighborhood ornithologist, Matthew!) have selected one of the topiaries that flank our front door as their spring condo. A quick check this afternoon revealed a newborn chick, and two eggs. Momma’s been busy keeping Primo happy, and our tendency to enjoy Margaritas on the front porch with our neighbors has her quite displeased. Somehow, I think they’ll do just fine…