Jani calmly batted at the inside of the canvas and we could hear them bounding away,
3 deers had been happily munching the sweet long grasses on our terrace.
MPJ was busy holding me so that I would not chase, and I was irritated that even though I knew I didn't want to mess with a creature 20 times bigger than me, my blood was singing and I was straining to go after them.
MPJ had to forcibly wrangle me into my collar to safely tie me to the teepee pole. Hmmph.
Well that was a heart racing start to the day.
The rest of the day went by in what now feels like 'normal' Vashon style, chilled out, good food, good coffee, hanging out at Luna, me getting loads of petting and MPJ getting loads of writing done. Plus a lovely walk through the woods to the beach.
I could get used to this.
I love seeing Jani slow down out of London hectic and into this super relaxed Island pace.
Little did we know this was going to be another Highlight Day of experiencing American Kindness....
We are on for an evening out with Alan; he's invited us to the Vashon Cinema! err, the movie theatre, err theater (learning American takes some time). We're going to the movies! I've never been. Hurrah for the Snoozer.(Gosh, never thought I'd say that).
The Vashon Theatre is brilliantly preserved, rather than modernising they celebrate it's time capsule quality. It was originally built in 1942, then burned to the ground in 1946 all the surrounding buildings were saved and movies were then shown at the Island Club (now Ober Park) until they rebuilt the cinema, as it still stands today.
It is like stepping back in time.
I liked being in the theatre, whoops, theater, (you can take the girl out of Britain but can't get the 're' out of her spelling), I was allowed up on to Jani's lap whilst we watched the feature film called 'The Big Joy'. MPJ was pretty delighted by the subtitle: 'Follow your own weird" (Not hard for her, I promise you!).
It's the story of James Broughton. Jani loved it. I thought the story of the making of his film 'The Bed' was hilarious!
It's a heartful documentary of one of the seminal characters who was a precursor to the Beat Poets, and tells the tale of his cutting edge willingness to step beyond the bounds, a truly inspiring story.
What happened next was pure magic. Turns out that Alan knows the Executive producer and Co-Director of the film, who happens to live on Vashon, and we were invited to the 'after-party' at his house.
MPJ was so busy enjoying herself that she forgot to take any photos, which is just a shame, as the house was so beautiful, and there was a gorgeous spread of delicious food (but of course), and a BBQ, which I hung out at in hopes of any titbits.
When we do the Charity Drive I'm going to make sure she gets some kind of BBQ that we can easily carry and set up next to the RV. This is Definitely the best way to eat!
I just love getting the scrapings off the grill.
As ever, MPJ got into some great conversations, and the next thing you know one of the guests is inviting us to come and stay on his farm.
Hurrah! By this time even Jani is well and truly over the romanticism of sleeping in a cold creepy teepee - so - we said YES.
I think I might have bitten her hand if she had even tried to demure.
Roll on tomorrow.
One more night of cougar-infused dreams.
One more night of freezing cold 4am restlessness.
Sigh, only one more night of being allowed to sleep INSIDE the duvet.