When I go to the beach, I take the usual things- hat, towel, sunscreen, cat.

Maybe some cats like the beach. But not this one. Here the cat is obviously praying for deliverance.

Eventually they carried it, quivering, back to the car.

First, happy St Pat’s Day! We plan on celebrating with a bottle of almond champagne and Idol.

These revelers were at the parade held here in San Diego last Saturday. Among the best-prepared parade goers I have ever seen except for my mother, they brought a huge picnic and even held a raffle. Not to mention- green mohawk, anyone?

My favorite part of the parade was probably the Irish setters:

Although there really was a lot to love, including this handspring:

And these bagpipers practicing in front of 666 Sixth Ave.

That is a lot of sixes.

Peacock at large:

Furry feet:

Arms emerging from the kitchen cabinet: