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Aug. 14th, 2019

Pertinent things...

Until I have more time available to me...

My brother finally moved out, after a year of living with us. After telling him, repeatedly, to save money for deposits that he may or may not have, he still ended up 500.00 short for electric and water deposits. And now has a loan out with our mother.

Like clockwork, 2 weeks after he moved out, he made himself sick. *Every month*, he'd get sick for a week. He'd claim it was his stomach, we think it was deliberate. *Every. Month.*

We lost Miss Sassy, suddenly, in December 2018. She's buried out back, as will all our pets from now on. Morrigan, Caena and Leo are doing well.

My mother in law is in the final stages of Alzheimer's. WE expect by the end of the year, she'll be gone. Of course, she could fool all of us and hang on for another few years.

My dad had a new pacemaker put in, it deals with *both* D-fib and A-fib, since, he's contrary and has both. He's doing much better now.

My second oldest niece is expecting her first, a boy, this Christmas.
My oldest niece apparently is going by 'Owen' now. I have no idea if that means they are deciding to transition or what, as we do not actually communicate.

My youngest niece graduated high school, will be attending community college for a few years, then transferring to a university.

We are now black/green belts in martial arts, and green belts in C.O.B.R.A. self defense fighting systems. We test for black/blue belt in martial arts next month. After that, it's black/red, then full black belt, 1st degree.

Garden did exceedingly well this year. Lots of beans, tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, some zucchini, some potatoes. Pulling the sweet potatoes this weekend, hoping for lots of those too.

Still weaving, took the summer off, have a show the end of next month, then one a month for the next three. Have a whole list of things to create between now and then, so back to work I go.


Apparently my Galaxy Fit thinks I'm cycling... Fool thing.



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Jan. 17th, 2017

Adventures in fostering, or, my new favorite saying is 'No, Leo.'

Such a pretty big boy at almost 5 months

This is Leo. He's a 5 month old (well, almost) Akita puppy. He's also already 60lbs. Yeah.


Leo

I mean, look at those paws! He's going to be a big boy when he's full grown. A gentle giant, so to speak.


This puppy...

Such a character. I told him to stay and he really wanted off the couch. Heh. This lasted all of 30 seconds. We're working on manners.


Follow the leader

Caena likes him for the most part. The first day, she was all about playing with him. The second, not so much. Today, the third, she's growled at him twice when he tried jumping on her to play. Which made him stop jumping on her immediately. He learns quick, that one. He follows her around, sniffs what she sniffs, if she eats grass, he eats grass. I have two goats now.

The cats, well, that's a work in progress. They're coming around slowly. Though Miss Sassy did not approve of being bathed by him and when he tried it with Morrigan, she hissed at him. So he hasn't done it again. But he wants to be friends oh so badly. We're working on it.


Leo is camped out under my desk. In typical Akita fashion, it took 6 tries to get him to look at me.

In typical Akita fashion, it took 6 tries to get him to look at me for this photo. He is also very much a people dog. He very much wants to be as close to 'his people' as he can get. In fact, right now, he's chewing on the arm of my chair. *sigh*. There's been a lot of 'No, Leo.', ' That's not for you, Leo.', 'That's not a chew toy, Leo.', 'No, down, Leo.' But, once he learns manners and how to co habitat with cats properly, ie, not trying to get them to play or run after them when they leave the room, he'll make someone a wonderful companion.

Hey, at least we got him to stop putting his front paws on the counter in 2 days.

And now, he's chewing on the chair leg.

No, Leo.



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Aug. 21st, 2016

Instagram Challenge, day 21

Day 21 of the #ctmonthinthelife Instagram challenge by Create & Thrive is "morning"...

Day21 of the #ctmonthinthelife  #igchallenge  by @createandthrive  is #morning  My mornings are fairly laid back. Rather like Morrigan. :p  #nofilter #bedroom #cats #blackcat #catsofinstagram #fiveoaks #dantesspirit

My mornings are fairly laid back. Rather like Morrigan. :p



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Aug. 15th, 2016

Day 15 of the #CTMonthInTheLife Challenge...

The prompt for today is "Rest"...

The #prompt for day 15 of the #ctmonthinthelife  #igchallenge  by @createandthrive is #rest... What better place to take a break than on my very own #frontporch , usually with a #pet or two, in this case, with Morrigan and Caena.  Sometimes you can hear a

What better place to take a break, than on my very own front porch, with Morrigan and Caena. Miss Sassy deigned to not come outside with us, however briefly. This porch is absolutely perfect for listening to the birds, watching storms roll in, watching it rain, occasionally hearing a train or far away traffic. A great place to relax and a long time in the coming.



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Aug. 11th, 2016

Day 11 of the #CTMonthInTHeLife Instagram Challenge

Today's prompt is "Assistant"

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..... *ahem*

Day 11 of the #ctmonthinthelife #igchallenge  presented by @createandthrive , today's #prompt is #assistant... Technically, I don't have an actual assistant. What I do have are two #cats who love to 'help'. Morrigan loves to 'quality control' the yarn whe

Technically, I don't have an actual assistant. What I do have are two cats who love to 'help'. Morrigan loves to 'quality control' the yarn when I'm weaving and Miss Sassy loves to be so helpful by laying *in* the rigid heddle loom, sometimes *in* the warp itself. Heh. Both are excellent at holding down my desk and keeping watch out the window for intruders, aka, birds, chipmunks, squirrels, bugs...

Yeah.}:P



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Apr. 20th, 2015

An open letter to the bees

Dear bees-

I like you I really do. I see that you're loaded down with pollen and building materials. You're ready to make a new hive and have chosen my yard.

Great!

But there's just one problem.

You see, the place you've decided would be ideal to build a nest... isn't so ideal after all.

For one, it's got really tiny entrances, really, they're screw holes in the upright part of the baker's rack that serves as a potting bench and empty pot storage for me.

Secondly , it's on the front porch. Lots of traffic there. Lots of birds that would love to eat you.

Thirdly, and most importantly- it's next to the front door. That's a big one since that's the door, you know, we use regularly, several times a day. That's where my mail and packages are delivered, where my husband exits to go to work and comes home through, where we go to buy groceries and plants that you like.

So, you see, while I'd love to have a colony in my yard, what you perceive as an ideal hive spot, in reality, isn't.

I've moved the baker's rack, I've wafted air at you, I've firmly and sternly told you this was not the place to build.

Please take the hint. I really don't want to resort to extreme measures and currently, there's only 4 of you right now- scouts, I presume. There's lots of bushes and dead wood out back at the top of the hill- the mock oranges will be blooming soon- go build your ideal hive up there. I promise it's a lot less busy and you'll be much, much happier there.

And so will I.

Lots of love because I really do want you to stick around- unless you're yellow jackets, which you aren't, or killer bees which you damn well better not be (they didn't attack me and simply buzzed me when I was moving things around, so I'm inclined to say no, they aren't),

Me.



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Mar. 30th, 2015

Pictures make a post...

Recent garden blooms-

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And recently made things-

Gaming bags-

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Mini Bags, Available Here.

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Full sized bags, Available Here.


And I made myself a lap throw, which was promptly taken over by the cats-

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There's more, all of which are listed Here.


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Feb. 10th, 2015

Your internal alarm clock needs to be reset, cat.

Last week, 944 am, Miss Sassy comes upstairs and into the bedroom, then walks across the pillows, back and forth, purring loudly, determined that I get up and feed her. Progress!, we thought, she's finally coming into the bedroom on her own, maybe she's finally settling in!

The next morning, 844 am, she does the same thing. Even throws in a few plaintive meows until I gave up and got up. Still, progress! Yay!

Over the weekend, nothing. But then, Mark usually gets up before me on the weekends anyway, so she'd have no need to come wake me up and demand breakfast.

Yesterday, you guessed it. 848 am, purring madly, sticking her face right in mine. Need to rethink this progress thing...

FOUR TWENTY AM THIS MORNING. Miss Sassy decides to come visit us. Purrs madly and walks back and forth until I move the covers so she can lay under them, on my arm and against me just so. Spends an hour and a half with me, purring the entire time. This cat has a loud purr. Needless to say, I dozed rather than slept again. Then she leaves.

615am, Mark gets up. When he leaves, I asked were she was. He said camped out downstairs in her usual spot, but don't worry, she'll come bug you. I grumble and pull the covers over my head.

745 am. I told her I was not, under any circumstances getting up THAT early, deal with it. She left, used the litter box and came back 10 minutes later. Nope, still not getting up. She curls up with me for 30 seconds, jumps up where Morrigan's dry food bowl is, helps herself ( oh that'll make Mo real happy, that will.}:/ ) and leaves.

1034am, she comes back and I agree, grudgingly, to get up.

On the one hand, I'm glad she's finally, after 5 months, feeling comfortable enough to not only go in the bedroom, but to camp out on Mark's pillow during the day, as she did this weekend and after she ate this morning. But on the other hand, seriously, cat, you need to adjust that internal alarm clock of yours. Insomnia has nothing on you.


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Feb. 4th, 2015

Yeah, yeah...

I know, I don't blog nearly enough. There's really not much TO blog about, honestly. I lead a fairly dull life right now.

Almost finished with the dice bag shells that I have preplanned out, 6 more to go, then I can start sewing them up and going through the odd skeins and forming up new color combos for more.

Have a personal weaving project half done. Need to weave the other half and then see how they look attached together. Then I can move on to the project this is a sample/test piece for.

This month is the final cay payment. Then we can dump that money into our only credit card and savings. It'll also free us up to do more things we keep talking about wanting to do and money won't bee to tight. Heh.

Mom in law is about the same, no better (obviously) but not noticably worse either. The brother in law's parents will be staying with them for awhile, as a test run to see if they can coexist together and move up here fully.

No news on my family's front, which generally means either they're snowed in or everyone's ok.}:P

Pets are all good here as well. Slowly getting Caena's skin issues under control again. Miss Sassy and Morrigan tolerate each other, but that's about it. Not that I expect that'll change anytime soon.

And I guess that's about it.


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Oct. 28th, 2014

Catch up post of sorts

I really need to get back to blogging here again.

Feline Standoff


So this happened late last week. Neither would get out of the window for about 5 minutes. Sassy has the old lady glare down perfectly. Morrigan still runs from her, but she's learning to stand her ground more. They've started more or less with the ignore each other phase. Random hisses here and there, a few growls when one or the other gets too close, but fewer as time goes on. Will they become best of friends, let alone friends at all? I doubt it. It'll be more of a tolerate each other type of truce, I think.

This weekend we finally got the gate up that leads to the backyard.

Garden Gate


It's a lovely TARDIS-esque blue (as close as we can get anyway, but taking Mark's BBC official TARDIS mug to Lowe's and paint matching it, Valspar Stained Glass Blue in High Gloss Exterior. ) It matches the front and back doors and will be echoed in a couple large pots that will be put out on the back patio once it's built next spring- we're taking the winter to gather the needed materials for said building. We also put down landscaping cloth and spread the 4 bags of pea gravel we had, figured we need at least 6 more bags to finish this stage of the pathway that'll lead from the front to the back. So far we like how it looks. WE haven't decided whether we're going to go ahead and place stepping stones or leave it as is yet.

Last Sat, we spent with the BiL, SiL and niece, since it was the weekend of the SiL's birthday. They'd gotten some very nice club chairs for their family room from the ReStore, so we went by there to see what they had in terms of a couch and came home with a really nice bench that we got for $30.00.

New bench


It'll be sanded, the metal repainted a gloss black and the wood (cedar or possibly teak) will be restained a rich mahoghany and sealed. Then it'll go out on the patio next spring. Then all we'll need is a nice fire pit and a couple more chairs and our outdoor space will be set up. It's a good, solid bench, not sure if it's actually vintage or made to look vintage- there's a tag on the back I couldn't read in the store and needs cleaning before it'll be legible. Not bad for $30.00 from the ReStore if you ask me.

And now, I have yarn to rinse and dice bags to sew/weave.


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Oct. 14th, 2014

Life is twisty.

Saturday was 3 weeks since we lost Aries.

Saturday we brought home this sweet, old lady.



Her name is Sassy. She’s 15yrs old, purebred Siamese. Tiny, less than 5 lbs and oh so loving. Her previous owners, the wife developed an allergy to their pets, so they have to rehome them and knew we’d give her an excellent home for however long she decides to stay with us.

She and Morrigan are still studiously ignoring each other, but that’ll take time, naturally. She came from a home with dogs, so there were and are no issues with Caena.

I told Mark, she’s an excellent interim cat, if that makes sense. We won’t have her for nearly 20 yrs like we did Max and Aries and will Morrigan, but she’s got a home for however long it’ll be and she’s an excellent bridge between the lose of Aries (and Max in 2013) and our next 20 yr cats with Morrigan.



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Sep. 30th, 2014

Random.

It is so very odd to be a 1 cat/1 dog household. This is entirely new to us. Even after the housefire, we had 2 new kittehs within days- one found us, the other was adopted. And we'd still had Dante-Inu, thankfully.

Someday, both of us will stop looking for Aries when we go upstairs. It took over a year to stop looking for Max, I expect it'll take that long for Aries as well.



Morrigan says, 'I'm a pretty kitty, love on me now. But only for as long as *I* want, then I'll shove your hand away with my claws while I nip and lick you.' Yeah, Aries and Max taught her very well, both how to be aloof and how to be adorable.



So, about a month ago, the CD player in Orion (our CR-V) decided to go haywire and hold our cds hostage (it's a 6 disc changer/player).

Mark took Orion in for his 6 month oil change yesterday and got an estimate for what it'd cost to rescue the cds and possibly replace the radio/cd player.

$2531.98.

I shit you not.

The Honda tech actually said to go to Audiotronics and get a new one and our cds out for less than 500.00 because that's what he'd do and he had no idea it costs so much through Honda either or why it cost so much.

My response was fuck that shit. As long as the radio still works, we can wait until we have the spare cash.



In better news, to get me out of the house yesterday, we went by Gamestop and Mark got Lego Marvel SuperHeroes. We also preordered Borderlands PreSequel.

On the way out, we went through JC Penney. They're having a summer clothing sale and Mark needed new work shirts. It's fun getting $250.00 worth of shirts for $40.00. Now we know when and where to look for the type of shirts he prefers. There's a few more we may go back and get later this week, if they are still there.

Trying to keep myself occupied by weaving up dice bag outer shells. Still need to photograph and catalog the new yarns from the Shenandoah Valley Fiber Fest over on Ravelry. As well as edit and post the photos I took.

That'll will happen eventually.


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Dec. 30th, 2013

Random from the last week.

Tuesday of last week (Christmas Eve) we headed up to New Jersey. Had chinese for dinner that night. Very good food at the Fortune Cookie in Medford Lakes.

Spent a nice Christmas with Mark's family, his uncle and aunt from California cooked a great dinner for us, Mark's parents and his Grandpop. We ate too much, as per usual.

Thursday, trekked over to Cherry Hill to visit a Wegman's grocery store (well, Marketplace they call it) for the first time ever. Discovered two things- we don't like Cherry Hill people- rude, snobby types, and we don't care for Wegman's either. We liked the deli side where the cafe and seafood was, but the rest we don't care for. Also went by Woolbearer's in Mt Holly, to see about a tabletop loom. They didn't have what I wanted on hand and I wasn't comfortable leaving my credit card number and not knowing the exact cost (they couldn't/wouldn't tell me shipping), so we left empty handed- I don't need more yarn after all. I know, it shocked Mark too.) and came home, whereupon, after a snack of meats and cheeses with the Parents In Law, I found one on sale online and ordered it, for cheaper than it would have been through Woolbearer's- even with shipping, it was still less than full price. Yeah. It should be here this Friday and I'll get to spend the weekend cursing it as I try to learn to set it up.}:P

Friday, Mark and I went to Philly and visited the Italian Market (again), where we went to DiBruno Bros (again), got cheeses - Mark got a wedge of Gorgonzola Piccante- all his, I hate blue cheese, I got a wedge of Capricho Cabra Plain- sooo good, and we'll share the half log of Homemade Sweet Soppressata. I also got a slab of Italian Noughet. We also went to the Spice Corner (again), and picked up at least half dozen more herbs and spice mixes. Then we found the Fante's store, where Mark got a 1lb of coffee (that I promptly forgot to put in the cooler yesterday morning and that his sister will be bringing back for us, along with my bookmark, since I finished my book and it fell to the floor when I got up to put my book in my bag. Yeah.) and I got a manual ravioli mold for overstuffed 2" ravioli. On the way back, we stopped in one of the butcher's there and picked up a whole rabbit, which I had quartered and Wednesday, I'll braise half of it for dinner. Wandered South Street for a little bit after that.

Friday night, the SiL, BiL, and niece arrived with their dog, Ashe. That night the FiL grilled out some very tasty ribs. Caena and Ashe could not get enough of playing and chasing each other in the backyard.

Saturday, we had Grandpop's 100th birthday party. Yes, 100th. The man is an android. He'll likely outlive us all. Heh. Crown Plaza Hotel in Cherry Hill- so posh and elegant. I have photos, I just need to upload them. 100+ people at this party, almost all related to each other in some way. We knew maybe 15. Yeah. Mark got to catch up with a couple cousins he hasn't seen since they were all teenagers and grew up together- roughly 30 years. They moved out to California and lost touch. It was nice putting faces to the names, finally. All in all, it was a very nice birthday party. Lots of awards and letters from various officials and organizations for Grandpop.

Sunday, we came home. In the pouring rain. Yup. Apparently, Aries decided to go on a semi- hunger strike and didn't want to eat for Alex while we were gone. He did eat though, as he hasn't lost weight and has no mouth issues. It appears, he did not approve of the dry food we left for them, in addition to the raw. So we got a bag of the regular dry food and he chowed it right down. He was also typical very clingy kitty last night. Morrigan was Morrigan. She hacked up a hairball on my desk while we were gone in retaliation for leaving them. Yup. Typical Morrigan.

Ok, that's the good stuff.

Tuesday, we got news straight from Mark's parents that his mom has been diagnosed with Early Onset Alzheimer's. They've known for a few months but wanted to tell us all in person. On a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 being the lowest, for severity, she's currently a 2. They have her on meds to hopefully slow it down some. But they realize, there is NO cure. There is NO miracle drug that can stop this. It will, eventually, kill her. Hopefully, it's in another 20 years or so.

Called my mom last night tolet her know we made it home safely and found out my dad had another A-Fib episode yesterday. He is currently in the hospital for observation, as they could not find a cause yesterday and wanted to run more tests, as well as check out his defibrillator for malfunctions. Mom will be calling later this evening, hopefully with updates.


And that was my week. How was yours?



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Jun. 22nd, 2013

Caturday- Aries and Morrigan

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They've started sleeping near each other more lately. Something they only did when Max was around. Lately, they've been together on the bed. But this was too good of a photo opportunity to pass up.

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Apr. 10th, 2013

So, this and that.

Got around to doing the April Daring Cooks Challenge last night. It wasn't as difficult as it seemed. Only took 15 minutes to do the main part. And man was it good too. No, I can't tell you what it is for 4 more days.

I have all my windows open and have had them open, day and night, for the past two days. This is nice. Aries and Morrigan are loving it.

The forsythia out back is in full bloom. The mock oranges are leafing out. The Wisteria vines on the fence, that I can see from my desk, are loaded with flower buds that get larger by the day. Most of the irises have all come back and several of the daffodils and narcissus have either finally bloomed or will soon.

Whatever was causing Caena's skin issues seems to be ever so slowly clearing up, finally.

Almost finished with a new cuff. Just doing the last of the beadwork, then it can get photographed today for listing this evening. This was a fun cuff.

Hee!


Mark got me a real Mah Jongg set. Hee. Now I just need to learn how to really play.

And I turned 40 today.


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Jan. 13th, 2013

Ramblings...

I can't seem to stop beating myself up over Max. The voices keep saying what if... And it hurts. It fucking hurts so damn bad. I just want my Max kitty back, just for one more snuggle, one more chance to tell him I love him.

It' hurts nearly as bads as when we lost Dante. tHe difference is we KNEW Dante was leaving us, we'd already made that appointment, even if she did decide to go a week earlier than planned.

With Max, the was no warning, there was no sign that there was anything wrong. We had no clues. He was fine the night before. He acted normal. So to walk into the back room and find him there...

I lost it, I really did. I couldn't breathe for a few moments, the shock was just so sudden.


That was Thursday. Today is Sunday.

Nights are the worst. I keep expecting him to pop his head up over the edge of the bed , so I know he wants to come lay on my pillow and claim my shoulder for awhile.

I saw him Thursday night, trundling down the stairs, and when I followed him, he waddled into the living room and was gone.

I still half expect to see him upstairs when I go up. I still hear his 'mrowf' or his 'mrrf, mrrf' when he wants my attention or wants picked up at the back of my head.

Aries is still looking for him. Morrigan is now sleeping in his spot.

The days aren't so bad- he hung out upstairs mostly. They all did, except Mo, who would wander downstairs and up all day. With Dante, it was the days that were the worst. With Max, it's the opposite.

We got an urn we think will be big enough for both Max and Aries, when Aries decides it's his time. They grew up together, so it's only right that they be together after they leave us as well.

I miss him.

Jan. 11th, 2013

The Trio



I miss this. Dec 31, 2012



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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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