Annals of an Outlaw Nonconformist Angel

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Hey everyone! It's my day!

August 30th 2014 12:39 pm
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It's Toasted Marshmallow Day! And I just learned that Marshmallows go all the way back to ancient Egypt, where they made candy from the sweet gooey extract of the Mallow plant. Back then Mallows were something very special reserved just for royalty and the Gods, well of COURSE we all knew that. At least I always did, mol.

I am gonna stock up on gourmet mallows so we can all toast 'em over a fire out back of my cabin. Then O.J. & I will mix ourselves up some Toasted Marshmallow Amore dessert cocktails to round out the night. What a great holiday! -- A. Mallow

 

I'm gettin' my ratty chair back!

August 12th 2014 2:56 pm
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One of my favourite things in my whole earth life was this ratty old chair that Mom & Dad had. How many times Mom wanted to get rid of it I will never know, but she couldn’t go through with it because she’d see me curled up in it and say “Mallow loves it so much”. And I did. I broke the backrest down so that it became a little nest that fit me perfectly and no one else.

Someone gave us a cat tree a couple of months ago and the humans decided that if everyone liked it they would finally retire the cat chair and send it up to me for my cabin at the Bridge. Well, the chair is out front, garbage pickup is today and I’ve cleared the perfect cozy spot for my most comfy piece of furniture in any world. When it gets here, I am takin’ a LOOONNG catnap!

 

It's our first anniversary!

July 30th 2014 10:40 am
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Yep, it was one year ago today that Sir Oscar Jon and Angel Dame Mallow took the big plunge over on Cat Channel, and to celebrate we are takin’ another one … right over Niagara Falls in a barrel!

Yeah we know, that is just slightly illegal, but would we let that stop us? Nahhhh! We’re just waitin’ till dark when the Falls are all lit up and the fireworks show is goin’ on. O.J. has worked really hard on our vessel, a deluxe barrel with plush seating, safety restraints and that most important addition of all: a fully stocked bar. The sound system is gonna play “Roll Out the Barrel” as we drink to one whole year of wedded bliss and sail our way into history in our own version of the Yellow Submarine.

So, since no one will see us, how will anyone know we actually did it? That’s where our four videographers come in. K. Steve, K. Bennie and Bee Gee along with Angel Q. Gracie for those tricky aerial shots. Between the four of ‘em, we oughta get at least 30 seconds of usable footage, mol.

So after our triumph join us in the dining lounge at the Tower Hotel overlookin’ the Falls to screen the footage. We’ll fill the barrel with beer, order everything on the menu and the pawty ain’t over till we all get kicked out

 

Happy Friday the 13th!!

June 13th 2014 12:07 pm
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Since the full moon is tonight, what better place to have Angel Gracie’s Full Moon Pawty this month than Mallows Bay, with Lily & Jakar (two black cats) hosting and a theme of “Lucky”? But I’m not just bein’ egotistical this time. See, I’ve discovered “The Ghost Fleet of Mallows Bay.” Check it out:

The Ghost Fleet of Mallows Bay

During World War 1 the US Government announced plans to build 1,000 supply ships for the war effort. Boatyards across the country started churning out wooden steamships. But there was a problem: The ships were put together so fast that they were kinda barely seaworthy. And then just as the first hulls were hitting the water, the war ended. The government was left with over 200 obsolete, leaky boats. Long (long, LONG) story short, they ended up in Mallows Bay on the Potomac where they sit today, the largest shipwreck fleet in the Western Hemisphere. And possibly even the world (Yay, we’re #1).

Osprey nesting on the ruins of a ship

Because they’re made of wood, after almost 100 years each vessel has become a mini-ecosystem with trees up to 40 feet high and all kinds of vegetation growing out of ‘em. The wrecks are now home to Osprey, water fowl, and other wildlife. Bald Eagles nest in the nearby trees along the shore. There’s a park there now, with boat ramps and everything. After the entertainment and the great food, O.J. & I are gonna kayak through the wrecks in the moonlight. Then we might or might not have a romantic hideaway ready on one of the ghostie ships. We ain’t tellin’. See you there!

 

What a great day it is today!

May 30th 2014 11:32 am
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It's my birthday and my adoptiversary! AND DDP!! And even though I wasn’t plannin’ on bein’ at the Bridge for this birthday, it got off to a pretty great start. Why you will never guess what was in our driveway this morning. A real honest to goodness Harley. NICE one, too! No, the guy wasn't lost, mol. He's a friend of the pawrents'. I tell ya, the pawrents have just risen on the cool meter in THIS kitty's estimation. I will never wash the driveway again. (Not like I ever DID wash the driveway).

Glad you could make it, there is celebratin’ to do! I have a rockin’ Harley birthday cake, and we have an Extreme Monster Golf Cart Demolition Derby goin’ on.

And since it’s spring, I brought out the pawty food stand. There’s deep fried butter, chocolate covered corn dogs, the whole works. Let’s get this pawty rollin’!

 

Wow! What a weekend!

May 20th 2014 11:44 am
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My hubby O.J. & my pals the biker chicks & I just got back from Fruita, Colorado. What's in Fruita, Colorado, you ask? Why, The “Mike the Headless Chicken Festival”! This is absolutely for real! The story starts on September 10, 1945 when Fruita, Colorado, farmer Lloyd Olsen chose a chicken for his evening meal. Mr. Olsen cut off the bird’s head, but Mike just shook it off and continued trying to peck for food. He lived for 18 months being fed with an eye dropper and went on a national tour as “The Headless Wonder Chicken”. I know we can all relate to Mike’s example that you can live a normal life, even after you have lost your mind.

My Biker Peeps went in the Bike Poker Ride and I entered the Disc Golf Tournament. O.J. went in the wing eatin' contest (Shhh! Don’t tell the girls!) and got a massive bellyache, my biker Peeps had a ball chicken dancin' and I won some cool stuff at chicken bingo.

I brought everyone back a Mike T-shirt. Well, under the circumstances a hat would be a dumb souvenir, wouldn't it?

 

ANGEL MALLOW’S KCK GROUP TRIP – Day 5

May 17th 2014 9:59 pm
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For the last day of our trip, how about some …. Big game hunting??

Get your fishing gear back on, we’re going up the Fraser Canyon in pursuit of the “Great White”. Sturgeon, that is. White Sturgeon fishing in British Columbia means excitement and "wrestling" with prehistoric giants … the largest freshwater fish in the world!

The Sturgeon has been protected in these rivers and as a result they are plentiful. While the average Sturgeon catch is 50-200 lb., guests here have landed some very big ones, over 1,000 lbs. in weight and up to 14 ft. in size. When hooked, these fish have the pulling force of a submarine. And when the sturgeon launches itself out of the water like a missile, you have a fishing experience you will never forget. And don’t worry, kitties, our guides will carefully release each sturgeon after taking a picture.

For those who would rather just enjoy the scenery, there is a jet boat tour of the Fraser Canyon as well. Both expeditions take off from the town of Hope, 20 minutes away from the Lodge. This is where they shot much of the movie "First Blood" also known as "Rambo" with Sylvester Stallone. It is where we enter the Fraser Canyon with 1,000 foot high mountains on either side of the River. The valley tightens and in some spots you can see the walls going vertical seemingly into the sky. The further we enter the canyon, the narrower it gets until at some points we pass through 30 yard wide canyons. At lunchtime both expeditions get together for a delicious BBQ on a scenic spot.

This ain’t no fish story!

 

ANGEL MALLOW’S KCK GROUP TRIP – Day 4

May 16th 2014 10:05 pm
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THE HELICOPTER IS HERE!

Helicopter?! That’s right, actually it’s two of them and they just landed at the Lodge to take us on a heli-fishing excursion! As if fishing in the Fraser River right outside the doors of the Lodge isn’t great enough,
throughout the Cascade Mountains, Fraser River, Harrison Lake’s beautiful forest areas are hundreds of hidden lakes. Our guides have located the most productive of these lakes and Heli-fishing gets us there.

The kitties quickly pass the word and hurry out to take their seats in the helicopters, where they are happy to find that all equipment from BBQ’s to fishing gear has been provided. Once everyone is belted in the copters fly over glaciers, mountains, waterfalls, over 4000 square miles of stunning and breathtaking landscape. Our destination is a remote alpine lake that our guides have chosen, where we will spend the day paddling around in float tubes or small row boats, catching high mountain cutthroat and rainbow trout.

For lunch we will set up camp and prepare salmon or bison steaks on the BBQ for a shoreline feast, and
then it’s back out on the lake for some more fishing before our Heli-Limo comes to take us back to the Lodge where those hot tubs and spa treatments sound pretty inviting!

Cats … fish …. What’s not to love?

 

ANGEL MALLOW’S KCK GROUP TRIP – Day 3

May 15th 2014 10:50 pm
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It’s an exciting morning at the Fraser River Lodge as the kitties gather for breakfast and start to share their pictures and their experiences from yesterday. Abby, Mugsy and the other shoppers talk about their trip, while trying to hide the gifts they’ve gotten from those snoopy noses who might try to peek. The white-water rafters are still pumped and everyone is eager to hear about their trip!

“First of all”, Bugsy begins, “we got into our wetsuits and PFDs, and our guides showed us the various maneuvers we would be asked to do. After all, they said when you’re in the rapids is not the time to be asking ‘what do I do now?’. Then we all piled into the raft. Francis was nervous!” “I was not!” protests Francis, and continues “at first, the raft just bobbed along gently and they had us practise all the moves they had demonstrated. Why, Kibbles even said it was boring and laid down to take a nap. Then the water started to move faster, we bobbed up and down and water washed over us in the raft.” “Ewww, it was cold!” remembers Meiko “and no one told me we were going to get WET!” Everyone rolls their eyes.

“What was it like in the rapids?” Simon asks, fascinated. “Well,” Yoda picks up the story, “as we approached Hells Gate, things got WAY more interesting”. All the kitties who were involved nod and murmur in agreement. “First the raft started to spin and we struggled to keep it from tipping over as the rapids turned white and churned all around us.”

“It felt like a roller coaster!” exclaims Mac, who still looks a bit green. “Yeah, but without a seatbelt!”, adds Kibbles. “The whole raft flew up in the air,” declares Bugsy, “I thought for sure someone was going to fall out!” “It was awesome!!” exclaims Meiko. “It was so LOUD!”, adds Francis. Then they all begin to talk at once.

 

ANGEL MALLOW’S KCK GROUP TRIP – Day 2

May 14th 2014 10:24 pm
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Today we have a couple of day trips planned. For the bravest (or craziest?) among us a shuttle is boarding for white water rafting experience through the big water of the lower Fraser River and world famous Hell's Gate.

In this location, the Fraser flows through a rugged canyon and alternates between a few big rapids and relaxing calms before reaching Hells Gate, where the towering rock walls of the Fraser River plunge toward each other forcing 200 million gallons of water per minute through a passage only 35 metres (115 ft) wide. The name Hells Gate was taken from the journal of explorer Simon Fraser, who in 1808 described this narrow passage as "a place where no human should venture, for surely these are the gates of Hell." Don’t everybody run for the shuttle all at once! I call shotgun in the raft!

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A second shuttle is boarding for a bit tamer trip: A day of shopping on Granville Island. This island nestled in the middle of a city is a living, breathing urban oasis filled with fine waterfront restaurants, theatres, galleries, studios, unique shops, cafes and, of course, the Granville Island Public Market. The Public Market is a fascinating assortment of colourful stalls, showcasing unique homemade products all fresh from the ocean, the oven or the field. Walk through the unique stores and outdoor stalls offering jewellery, fine art and photography, fashion & accessories, handmade soap & bath products, delicious jams, preserves and treats, stained glass, crafts supplies .. oh, I forget what all! This is your chance to pick up some gifts for the kitties back home

Of course, anyone who wants to stay at the Lodge is welcome to. For kitties going on the trips, just sign these waiver forms and we’ll be on our way.

Waivers? What waivers?

Oh, not much really, it just says that I ain’t responsible for anyone who ends up gettin’ on the wrong shuttle.

 
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