Geocaching!

My (nerdy) family has recently become obsessed with a new hobby called geocaching. You can go here to check it out and read all about it but I'll give a brief overview real quick. Basically you get yourself a handheld gps.

I have a Magellan eXplorist GC.

You first have to create an account on the website and then you can hook up you GPS and download locations. At these locations, there are hidden caches or containers. In the cache is a log that you write your name and date on. Sometimes there are prizes or geo "tokens". You then log that you found the cache on your account and your number of finds increases. You are basically looking for a small container in a small area that your gps lead you to. Some are really easy to find while others are really hard. Sometimes you can't even find them the first try.

It's a global scavenger hunt!

So far I have 14 caches, Ange has 19, Lindsay has 50, and Dale has 117. Mom isn't registered but she pretty much spots all of them before all of us and ruins it! Hilary hasn't registered yet but she has the same as me (if she registers them!).

Yesterday I downloaded about 20 new locations into my gps that I hope to find soon! The goal: "cache" up to Dale!

Jack

My little buddy, Jack, was my first own pet. We got him from the vet that Hilary worked at. Someone dropped him off and left him. Dr. Geckler tried to give him away to two other people before I took him home. Those people brought him back and said that wasn't very nice and didn't like men. Well I brought him home one day and surprised Clint. I had asked Clint about getting him and he kind of said yes but I don't think he thought I would go get him. He came home and saw the cat toys and then Jack. He was a little surprised :)


Jack was really silly...he liked to race around the house and up and down the stairs, chasing his toy mice. He loved to sit on a chair whenever Clint and I had breakfast or dinner. He loved to sit on the top of the couch and look out the windows. He did not like to go outside though.


Right after we got Jack, he disappeared. I was freaking out thinking that he got out the door and had run away. We looked around the neighborhood forever. The next morning I went out looking again and Clint called me to saw he found him. He had gotten into the bottom dresser and couldn't get out so he started meowing. He had been in our room all night!


Yesterday he started crying so I went to see what was wrong. He was acting very strange and cried when I picked him up. He kept getting his paws wet and getting in his litter box. He tried going to the bathroom like 2 times but never did. I left for a little while and Lindsay and Ange said he probably had a urinary tract infection. So I went right home and took him to Banfield at Petsmart. They said he did have a UTI and he was severly blocked. They emptied his bladder but wasn't doing well. He was going to have to be rushed to the Airport Emergency Vet but it didn't look good. So, Clint and I decided that we would put our Little Boy to sleep. Now he is sleeping, playing with Zeus!