Blueberry pickin’ and a missing cat

Andrew and I spent our Labor Day, or at least a few hours of it, picking wild blueberries in Arctic Valley. Just minutes from the Army base, the valley is full of blueberry patches this time of year. We joined small groups of people spotting the valley, picking their share of fruit.

I set out wanting to pick enough for a pie and met my goal in only a couple hours. As you can see from the pictures below, Andrew was an incredible help. He may have eaten more berries in the valley than went into my pie. I let him have one slice. (Just kidding, the pie turned out wonderful and he can have all he wants.)



In some sad news this week, our gray cat (Irie, the older one) has been missing since Tuesday morning. He pushed out the screen in one of our first floor windows and hasn’t been seen since.

We’ve talked to the neighbors, left food outside of the front and back doors, and posted a couple fliers around the neighborhood. I’m hoping he’s just taking his time prowling the neighborhood, hanging out with some nice lady cats in the area and decide to make his way home when he gets bored (or hungry).

This is the first time he’s been out of the house, though I had feelings he may have been let outside with past owners. Please share any tips for luring a cat back inside if you’ve ever had one of yours get out, I’m open to suggestions.

We’ll be bummed in Alaska until he makes it back.