Happy birthday my dear old friend! Sorry to hear about the sad kitty news, it doesn't get easier as we both know. I still miss my dad's dog I inherited (yes THAT dog) from decades ago. And of course my Jemma-dog. Hunter is now 5 years old and in the back of my mind (because I am a pessimist) I think *tickticktick* his days are numbered. BUT, he's ( Read more... )

I saw a pure black seal on the beach yesterday! It was wearing a harness. Speaking of harnessesesss, when I pulled up to the beach on my bicycle with Hunter in the lead, a fellow was standing nearby. Hunter went over to say hi and the man said 'so, is this a service dog?' - indicating the harness. In my head I was kept saying over and over ( Read more... )

There are 4 different kinds of wasps that make my outbuildings home. Mud-daubers, yellow jackets, little underground wasps that look quite adorable but are very territorial. And last year, these giant, mostly black with thin yellow stripes, wasps that I hadn't seen before. They were holding the whole front porch and half the front yard captive, so ( Read more... )

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I made a bunch of bird friendly ornaments and except for the stocking, ribbons and the star, everything can be eaten by our fine feathered friends. This tree is just growing wild on the side of the highway in a ditch and every time I passed it, I thought what a perfect tree! I am going to decorate it at Christmas time. And I DID! Not that great of ( Read more... )

It's been 2 1/2 years since little Jemma passed away and I felt it was time.
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The original Wolverine. Hugh Jackman's got nothing on him.

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I have been eating a LOT of corn on the cob. Every day for weeks now. Strangely enough, it usually takes me a WEEK or two to expel the corn that apparently I eat like a typewriter *ding!* and then next couple rows *ding!* and don't actually chew my corn *ding! rimshot* So now every day I get to see uneaten corn in my poop. You're welcome.


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Get your shoes on, grab a cold one and walk around the yard with me ( Read more... )

... as far as schemes went this may have been my crowning glory.

Hi! My name is Mort and I am a pothead.


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