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Oct. 10th, 2012

It's definitely autumn here...

It's been in the low 70s to mid 60s during the day and high 30s to low 40s at night for the past few days/nights now.

It rained for 2 days straight- dreary, grey, cold rain. Made me rather glad I found some plastic to cover the volunteer tomatoes with. Also glad I brought in the plants that over winter inside on Friday too. The cats aren't real happy about losing one of their easterly facing windows for plants- well, Max and Aries aren't, Morrigan thinks it's grand because SHE fits in the window sill behind them. That would be the Peace Lily, the Anthurium and the Bay tree. Good thing I have cats not inclined to chew on leaves.

The Curry Plant, which has quadrupled in size since I repotted it, is in the bathroom, where it gets southeast light and a lot more humidity/moisture than it would elsewhere.

The clematis vines are dying back already, trees are putting on their fall colors now- quicker than last week.

A few leaves even fell past one of the kitchen windows earlier.

Meanwhile, my Russian Sage is budding out, the Lavender, Catmint, Chocolate Mint and Rosemary are still growing and I swear the Lemon Balm never stops growing. The transplanted Hollyhocks have new leaves on them, so I think they've gotten mostly established in their new bed for now, thankfully. It also looks like the Wisteria is finally stopping its growing to settle in- there's a few yellow leaves on it, and it's made a lovely nearly green cover over the wood fence now as well.

The feral cats are showing up again- a little black kitty, rather the same size Morrigan was when she showed up 2+ years ago, was in the driveway. No getting near this one though, it ran as soon as we tried talking to it. Either a feral or the resident hawk left a 'present' next to the CR-V for Mark the other morning- a gutted, half eaten rodent carcass was found. Fun times.

In the meantime, I've been busy making cuffs and bracelets and listing them, 5 in the last week or so. Working on a new Bead Soup cuff and have 2 more kumihimo cuffs in the works- they need beading and the clasps put on. So look for a big post containing photos of all those within the next few days or so.


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Sep. 11th, 2012

Morrigan, who talks to the Crows

At way too early in the damn morning.

A Crow landed on he edge of the roof of the house next door, putting it just above direct site line into our bedroom window. Which is open since it's nice and cool here lately.

We have a sleigh bed, with a slatted headboard and footboard. The headboard, dead center, is missing a slat, creating a space wide enough for the cats to go into the window there, Morrigan, in particular likes it.

She happened to be in the window this morning when the Crow came to visit.

She has the tiniest meow for a cat. Very dainty and low. The Crow, on the other hand, has a loud, raucous voice.

They decided to have a conversation. Seriously.

I heard sounds I'd never heard from a Crow before. Chortles, sighs, loud squawks, chirps- you name it, that Crow said it. And Morrigan would talk back.

I looked out a few times. The Crow would move from the edge of the roof, up to the ridgepole and back again, generally in response to Morrigan.

It would have been amusing if they hadn't have woken me up out of sound sleep with their conversation.

Finally, after about 20 minutes, the Crow flew off, squawking loudly. Presumably to tell his compatriots about the conversation he'd just had with a cat.

But more likely to tell his friends that the squirrels were eating all the food, hurry up and get to the back yard.


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Mar. 8th, 2012

There's a herd of elephants in my house.

Ok, so not really.

But there IS a puppy playing with Caena. And it does make a lot of noise.

We're puppy sitting the BiL and SiL's new puppy, Ashe(a German Shep/Lab mix, 2 months and 1 week old), for the next few days while they head to the BiL's parents, as his dad is in the hospital.

Caena is in heaven.Me, I'm wondering how many times they're going to run into my chair and where the devil did all this hair come from, since I just vacuumed the floor yesterday!

The cats? So not impressed. LOL.


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Dec. 25th, 2011

Merry Yule...

Or whatever you celebrate}:)

Mark got me a wood chess set, a couple books I'd wanted and one I'd not read but am looking forward to (A Clockwork Orange) as well as season one of Justified. Yum.

I got him a PS3 game (yeah so he can't play it right now, but...), a couple CDs, and a couple small Lego sets.

My grandmother made us an lap sized afghan, and it's gorgeous and soft and super special.}:P More on that in a different post on a different day.

My dad lied when he said all they sent us was a Christmas card and that I should open it- I told him we were waiting that way we'd have something to open from them. Well, there was other stuff in it too. *glares in the general direction of home*

My Secret Santa in the Trading Post Guild on Artfire- and really, the ONLY reason I'd stay if that Artfire Guarantee crap goes through- sent me dark chocolate fudge, handmade by another guild member, and a whole lot of cabs, tiles, etc that I can bead with.}:P

And now I have sweet potatoes baking for Mark's Maple Chipotle Sweet Potatoes and eggs boiling for Deviled eggs and the rest of Christmas dinner to make before our neighbor comes over.

Mark's putting together his Legos, the new Drinkwell (BigDog version, it holds nearly 2 gallons!) fountain that was the pets' Yule gift is splashing away and there's a Firefly marathon on TV.

It's a good day.


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Oct. 12th, 2011

Is it good or bad when you don't really have anything to talk about...



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Gave Caena a bath. Pretty sure I rinsed a few fleas down the drain. Now we need to treat the cats and wash the bedding where she sleeps, just in case. I knew that puppy had fleas from the way he was itching, just the one night he was here. Not happy. We've never had a problem with fleas until now. And I'd like to stop them BEFORE they become a problem.

Speaking of that puppy- whose name was apparently 'Ollie'- I'm fairly certain, ok 99.9%, that the neighbors never went to the shelter to get him. Even after coming over here and raising hell 36-48 hours AFTER the fact. (the one guy came over a full 24 hours AFTER the dog was left out there and had already been taken to the shelter that morning) Seems they'd 'just gotten him', and from what they said, he was gotten from a backyard breeder. There was simply no way that puppy was nearly 3 months old. He was barely 2 months if that and I could see his ribs, for fuck's sake. Purebred Boxer puppies shouldn't weigh less than 10lbs (he was 5-6lbs at best) at nearly 3 months.

The neighbor tried telling me he hadn't been outside for the entire day, despite the fact that I was home the entire day and heard him crying up there. Then he claimed his girlfriend had come to check on him and feed him. Dude, I know what your girlfriend's vehicle looks like, my desk is right near the front door and a window that faces your house. I work from home, remember, I said that? Your girlfriend never checked on that dog. Not once.

When I asked him why in the world he would put the puppy in the farthest point from his side of the duplex, behind the empty side AND tied up with a rope around its neck, he had no answer. When I asked him why there was no food or water, he replied that his girlfriend had fed the dog at 7pm. Bullshit. There was one bowl and it was completely empty and bone dry. The dog was on my side of the fence well before that time.

He claimed he didn't know the dog could fit through the fence. He claimed all he had was papers that list the dog's parents. No shot records, nothing. Now, I may be wrong, but I'm pretty damn sure when a breeder sells a puppy, they're supposed to have at least their first shots. He asked if I knew a cheap vet. I said no, I know a good vet and that pet ownership was not cheap.

He didn't like the fact that he'd get a ticket for no city dog license. Tried to claim he wasn't from here. Yet, he's lived 2 doors down for over a year.

Yeah, I don't think he bothered to go get the dog, let alone call the shelter to say, hey, he's mine.


1.5 weeks until we go on vacation. This will be a bittersweet trip in that we won't be seeing Grandpa for the first time. The Binder Park Zoo Boo will be going on at that time. Yes, it's mostly for kids, but Mark and I intend on going, since we missed going to the Zoo the last time we went up. Not sure if the nieces and nephew will go or not. Probably not, as they'll consider themselves too old for the Zoo anymore.

Need to edit my photos for the Daring Cooks Challenge and do the Daring Bakers Challenge friday so I can get that post setup for while we're gone.

Still playing Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood. Some of the 'Full Synch' requirements are absolute bullshit. There is no way to kill 6 targets in 5 minutes when the first target never shows up until 3 minutes in and the others are scattered across the map, meaning it takes at least 15-20 seconds to get across the map to them IF you don't make a mistake, only to have the next 2 take upwards of a full minute to show up as well. And there's no way to do a Lair in 8 minutes when you have to blend your way across a room, then do a shitload of free running, chasing and climbing only to reach a dead end with absolutely no clear way through, over or around. So I gave up on getting full synchs on everything. It's simply not worth it.

But trying to toss a guard's body from the roof into a well sure is fun.

Sep. 14th, 2011

Wordless Wednesday- Caena and Morrigan




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Jul. 31st, 2011

One of these days....



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I'll learn to pay better attention to what Caena is doing outside and realize that yes, there IS a reason she keeps running to a certain section of fence nearly every time she goes out, the first few times she does it, instead of ignoring it for almost a week before finally investigating why, exactly, she's doing this.



Because it seems, the little boy feral kitty sibling of Morrigan has taken up hanging out in her old haunt over there. It was really hot that day (upper 90s+), so I think he was too hot to run. Instead he hissed at me, sniffed noses with Caena and generally looked rather skittish.

I knew there was still a kitty around as someone had been eating the cheap cat food we leave on the front porch, with a bowl of fresh water. Usually at night when we can't see him. He has a pointier face than Morrigan, but is just as small as she still is, though she's filled out nicely. And he doesn't seem scared of Caena, which makes her happy, as it means she has 2 kitties that may play with her now.



And now that we know for certain that he is definitely still around, we'll get a live trap and hopefully catch him, so we can take him to Angels of Assisi for neutering. Because we really don't need any more feral kitties. Then he can live in the backyard until he decides to move on, if he wants.}:)

Mark wants to name him 'Bob'. I said no, because when you name something, it becomes yours and he's way too feral to belong to someone. He countered that he already has a name, 'The Cat'. I just ignored him after that. Sometimes it's just not worth it.

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