What happens if Father’s Day, the first day of summer, and the day after International Surfing Day… oh, and the day when my daughter, Dru, is trying to get a trimming appointment for her cat, Mr. Pugsley, and a day when people who didn’t call yesterday to line up my doing their project today, but did call this morning, and I just had to do it; and all this is happening on a day when I was actually thinking of not working except, maybe, on my drawings for and the piece I’m going to read at the upcoming Surf Culture on the Strait of Juan de Fuca and the Salish Sea Event?

“see how he needs a trim?” Dru asked on the phone when I came home early. “Isn’t he cute?”

“Excuse me, Dru, but I’m checking the surf camera at La Push. Three stand up paddlers and two longboarders and no surf.”

So, this is the second photo of Mister Pugsley, and, incidentally, I called my father yesterday, to beat the rush. He said, “Thanks, uh, um; I have to get back to my movie.”  And the cat’s in the cradle and… hey, I have to go.