Month: April 2010

4/2/10 – Friday

As promised – more George and Gracie pics than you can handle. Can you HANDLE the G&G? Let’s see! I wanted to get a shot of them sitting side by side, but they were WAY too excited about the fact that we were both out there to sit calmly and let me shoot some pictures. … Continue reading “4/2/10 – Friday”

As promised – more George and Gracie pics than you can handle.

Can you HANDLE the G&G? Let’s see!


I wanted to get a shot of them sitting side by side, but they were WAY too excited about the fact that we were both out there to sit calmly and let me shoot some pictures.


Galumphing over for some love.


Gracie, out standing in her field.


Gracie in the front, and George way in the back.


There’s a freakin’ stream, basically, flowing through the middle of the back forty. Fred and George and I were on the other side of the stream, and Fred called to Gracie. She thought about it, headed for the stream…


LEAP!


“Aw, shucks, ’tweren’t nothin’.”


Hello, gorgeous.


Did I mention, gorgeous?


Gracie, keeping an eye on the horses on the next property over. Note all the discarded fur on the ground at her feet. Fred had just brushed them both.


::thlurrrp::


Clearly miserable.


Not excited at all.

 

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“I HAZ A COMPLAINT HE IS BITING ME MAKE HIM STOOOOOOOOOP!”


“Ah, yeah. Right there. That’s the spot!” (Oy, the kitten lips. Kill me!)


Keeping an eye on his brudders.


“Psst! Okay, Mr. Mousie, I’m going to run over and howl at her and distract her by thinking I’m all hungry, YOU run to freedom and then tonight come back and break me out, okay?”


“COMPLAINTS. I HAZ SOME.” Debbie mentioned last week that in a picture of Rhyme, it looks like the color in his eyes is cut in half down the middle of his iris’. I see light blue on the inside and dark blue on the outside of his eyes, it might be the lighting or something but it looks pretty neat! I think you might be right, Debbie – there’s definitely a line down the center of his eye, and it does look like the color’s slightly different on each side. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that before in a kitten. That’s VERY neat!

 

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Miz Poo, snoozing in the sun.

 

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Previously
2009: “THTOP calling her a bad mother! She is a good mother! I luff her!”
2008: It smelled like evil.
2007: I think you can imagine our happiness.
2006: No entry.
2005: Always/ Sometimes/ Never
2004: Erin should be more concerned with the fact that he’s been killing people and burying them in the back yard and less with his lying.
2003: I believe there’s a seat in the ass-singe section with my name on it.
2002: Sucks to be her.
2001: “Fuuuuuuuuck,” he said.
2000: Don’t come back here looking for no entry, my friends.

4/1/10 – Thursday

New month, new banner! This was created by the wonderful Christine, who’s done most of my banners lately. It’s perfectly adorable and spring-y, isn’t it? Thanks, Christine!!!   * =^..^= * =^..^= * =^..^= * =^..^= * =^..^= * =^..^= * =^..^= *   Random dogs and other stuff. The guy who lives about quarter … Continue reading “4/1/10 – Thursday”

New month, new banner! This was created by the wonderful Christine, who’s done most of my banners lately. It’s perfectly adorable and spring-y, isn’t it?

Thanks, Christine!!!

 

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Random dogs and other stuff.

The guy who lives about quarter of a mile down the road from us has these two dogs. Sometimes the dogs are contained in a little shelter, but more often they’re out running around. They like to come down to our property for some reason and sniff around, even though George and Gracie lose their MINDS when they see these dogs coming. They do that big, deep, scary Great Pyr bark, and these dogs always haul ass when G&G bark at them. And yet, they keep coming back.

I’ve tried to get them to come to me (to be honest, if I could get my hands on them, I’d at the very least drag them off to be neutered), but the instant they see a human, they run off.


I think this one’s awfully cute.

There’s another dog, a big white one, that belongs to the people who live five houses or so down the road. Apparently he and the other two are great friends. Check out the frolic action going on.

I know, you want to see George and Gracie pics. Just hold on – I’ve got more George and Gracie pics than you can imagine, and I’ll post ’em tomorrow!

 

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After we walked along the river in Nearville last weekend, we walked up through the historic district and admired all the big old houses.

Can you believe I only took two pictures of houses? I can’t! The picture of that white one does not do it justice at all. It was ADORABLE.

 

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Back before we got Maura, when all we knew was that we were getting a pregnant cat, we thought she might have her kittens immediately (HA HA HA). I know that cats like dark places to give birth, and we don’t have blinds or shades on the windows in the foster room, so I came up with a temporary solution. That’s right, I taped PAPER to the windows. (Could have been worse, right? Could have been newspaper or foil.)

It’s working for now, but Kathy visited last week, and told me that they sell temporary shades at Walmart and Target that would probably work better. I guess she wasn’t impressed by my klassy solution. Hee. I’ll be looking for those temporary shades as soon as I can get my butt to Walmart!


Nothing to see here. Move along.

 

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“What?”


What is it about a belly rub that makes some cats begin to vigorously groom themselves?


Stripes!


Lap o’ kittens.


“I! HAZ! A! COMPLAINT!”

 

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In or out? Out or in? They can’t seem to decide, but they don’t mind making me stand there and hold the screen door for them while they ponder.

 

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Previously
2009: Fred giggled helplessly. Which somehow did not help.
2008: However, I don’t subscribe to the “only pick it up if it’s heads up!” theory of thought.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: There’s a saying that men make plans and god laughs.
2004: No entry.
2003: Won’t be happening in my lifetime, thanks.
2002: No entry.
2001: I get the weirdest freakin’ referrals to my site.
2000: No entry.