All this week, in honor of the fact that I have a million and seventy-three pictures sitting on my hard drive waiting to be shared with you lucky people, I am going to do all-picture entries.
You’re welcome!
Signs of spring – and pics from around Crooked Acres and beyond.
We were going to Nearville yesterday to walk along the river, and as we drove down the highway, I saw a coyote sitting by a large patch of undergrowth, calmly grooming him/herself. “That – there – coyote!” I sputtered at Fred. “Just sitting there! Grooming himself!” Fred turned the car around, and we slowly drove by the spot where I’d seen the coyote. Of course, the instant the poor thing saw us slowwwwly driving by, he jumped up and fled.
Hawk over the chicken yard.
Cardinal, wondering if I’m ever going to fill up the damn bird feeders.
MOCK!
Ever vigilant.
“What YOU lookin’ at, lady?”
The river we walked along yesterday. We’ve kayaked here extensively in the past. We haven’t been kayaking in a few years, but we’re definitely going to be doing it this year.
“Really? You’re sure you want to try touching the belly again? Are you unaware that I have razor-sharp claws and I KNOW HOW TO USE THEM?”
I had no idea when I bought this carrier that it was going to be such a huge amount of fun for the babies. Best toy EVER, apparently!
“That’s right, I done it, copper. I done it, and I’d do it again. I was loopy on catnip, no judge in the world is going to convict me. They’ll send me to rehab, I’ll come out clean and UNREPENTANT. So get out those cuffs and slap ’em on, I AIN’T SCARED.”
“What’s going on over THERE?”
“I wants to climb Mt. Carrier, but I needs a nap first…”
“::fume:: They think I don’t KNOW there’s a pea under there. They think I don’t KNOW they don’t believe that I am of royal descent. When I am back in my castle, I will order all their deaths, and I will laugh and laugh and laaaaaaaaugh. Testing the patience of King Spanky. PEASANTS.”
Previously
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: (“Why, Robyn, you only sounded like a PARTIAL idiot! I was amazed!”)
2006: “What IS that? Some kind of GODDAMN NICKNAME? You fucking heartless freak? You want me to kick your ass to Seattle, or you want to confess right now, jackass?”
2005: A day in the life.
2004: Naturally, the mental note got lost in the mental clutter, so I forgot she was in there, and only remembered when it had been a few hours and I hadn’t seen her.
2003: No entry.
2002: Don’t look at me like that.
2001: Of COURSE he falls in love with her inner beauty, because EVERYONE knows that fat women don’t have any of that OUTER beauty, for crying out loud.
2000: I can only hope he’ll flash me some butt cleavage.
Love the pics, Robyn. The blue bird is fabulous and awesome that you caught the yote. Sideways-Kitty cracked me up, classic photobomber position. We have the weed from the first pic…pretty lil flowers but a pain in my arse, they are everywhere what with the rain we’ve had in AZ this winter. Ah well, at least there’s some beauty innit.
Oh Spanky, I love you !!
Fantastic pictures as always. Your commentary is the funniest and most original ever! Loved the coyote photos. If we have them here in NJ (I think maybe need to google) they would not be here-it’s way too built up now. Spanky and the “Copper/I Ain’t Afraid kitten” especially cracked me up.
Oh yeah, there are definitely coyotes up in NJ, even in the more developed areas. They’re becoming more brazen, I’m afraid. I live near Philly, PA…we walk our dogs every day and often see coyotes peeking at us from the woods.
You are right about coyotes here. The subject came up at Easter. My parents live in a much more rural area than mine and they have heard them “Screaming”-they say it’s an awful sound. I was uninformed. My sister even saw a story about one on the loose in Manhattan. Learn something new all the time!
YAY! I loves me some Spanky, we don’t see nearly enough of him! 🙂
Great pictures. Love the bluebird pics. We supposedly have bluebirds in our area but I have only seen one, 5 years ago at a birdfeeder at a house we were looking at when we were house shopping. Love their irritated little faces. the blue color is amazing.
OH, that picture of the kitty with his paws up, giving himself into the coppers! OH, it just kills me dead. The cuteness is painfully intense to begin with, but he (which kitty is it?) looks just like Gomer, whose final resting place now is snuggled in a little pouch I knitted out of the yarn he’d gotten all hairy due to his love of curling up in my knitting basket.
Those Bookworms. Killin’ me DEAD! Soooo want to scoop them up.
That’s Corbett – and he’s a total sweetheart in addition to being gorgeous. 🙂
If you guys lived in or near NY, I would seriously consider adopting Corbett and Rhyme. They’ve just gone and stolen my heart right out of me! 🙂
How do animals know that you’re coming back for a second look at them, anyway? You can have eighteen cars driving by at 3 miles per hour and they’re all “la-di-dah, doop-di-doo” but when you go half a mile down the road, get the camera ready, and come back by the second time, they’re all, “SHIT! GOTTA RUN!” They’ve got some kind of sixth sense about that, I swear.
What’s the pretty blue flower/weed, do you know?
I haven’t a clue what the flower/ weed is called. It’s purty, though, isn’t it?