I’m off the grid at the moment – visiting my parents in Myrtle Beach, SC where they have a timeshare. I’ve scheduled entries to post every morning at 6 am (central US time) Monday through Friday, so you won’t have to go without your daily entertainment courtesy of moi. They’re all picture (mostly cat) entries, high on pictures, low on words. Just the way you like it!
I don’t expect to be able to check my email or Facebook or anything, but I’ll probably post to Twitter every now and again, so you can check there. Be good, and if you can’t be good, take notes and tell me all about it when I get back! 🙂
Vote for Gracie! (Thank you!)
Sights from around Crooked Acres.
Dem pups.
Ducks. They’ve grown so much since we got them!
They’re always this close together. I don’t know for sure, but I’m thinking we’ve got four girl duckies, here. (Yay!)
Mama hen and her babies.
Someone asked what the daddy of all those babies looks like. This is him, the only grown rooster we have. He’s a big boy, and apparently QUITE fertile.
Two mamas and a gaggle of babies.
Snoozin’ pigs.
::perk::
::stampede::
::stampede::
“You has cookies?”
Stampeding tires a girl out.
Silkie. I call her the angry Muppet.
Ducks like tomatoes too. Go figure.
Crested Golden Polish (ie, The Rock Star) is the prettiest chicken we have, if you ask me.
Not quacking yet, but he’s getting there.
Caught in the act of taking a dust bath. Doesn’t she look guilty?
Lone duck, separated from the other three.
The volunteer tomato plant at the edge of the chicken yard. It didn’t get very big (it wasn’t watered very often), but it’s still producing!
Wee baby chick.
Harlan has a crush.
“Hey, mister!”
“Hi!”
::smooch::
::smooch::
“What was THAT?”
Previously
2010: Greetings from Myrtle Beach.
2009: “This would be the perfect time to clean out the refrigerator,” Fred said, all perky-like.
2008: Like I was having a temper tantrum, so I grabbed his list and took off so he couldn’t check it twice.
2007: No entry.
2006: I sure do wish I was going to see Callie Torres and not some old guy.
2005: Does this mean I’m getting old?
2004: No entry.
2003: Bringing home Mister Boogers.
2002: No entry.
2001: No entry.
2000: All about the cats.
1999: I certainly am bitching a lot today, aren’t I?