Thanks, all y’all who emailed me about it. That is, in fact, my picture that was posted on I Can Has Cheezburger yesterday.
That’s Flossie, from my very first litter of fosters, six years ago.
I can’t believe it’s been six years!
Sights from around Crooked Acres.
(Just a few pics this week – I need to get out with the camera more often!)
This little sunflower popped up under one of the bird feeders. That is one happy looking flower.
Happy Gracie.
Gracie at snack time.
George, heading for the coop. During the hottest part of the day, George and Gracie hang out under the coop.
If they weren’t so cute, we wouldn’t always feel the need to pick them up. It’s their own fault!
I think this one is particularly pretty.
Birds of a feather flock together. Or hang out and watch the other birds go by. Whatevs.
During a particularly dry spell, I took this garbage can lid (which actually goes with the garbage can in the back yard where Elwood snoozes during the day) and turned it over, then filled it with water. Perfect bird bath for the birds, right? Yeah, what a shock – Newt and Maxi were drinking out of it more than any ol’ birds.
“Whyyyyyy are you over there and taking my piiiiiiicture and not over heeeeeere and petting meeeeee?”
“I know I’m your favorite, right? ::wink:: ”
Of course, sweet Cilantro.
Looks like Cilantro’s amused by something, and Clove’s just like “Fine. WHATEVERRRR. ::huff:: ”
Apparently there’s SOMEthing amazing going on.
Got so hot, the durn kitten melted right out the bed. Flat-out tragedy, is what it is.
(Doesn’t Declan have the most fabulous stripes?)
“What’s HIS problem?”
“What isn’t? He’s one of the grumpy ones. 37 smacks. He gave Declan 37 smacks yesterday.”
“In a row?”
“Hey! You! GUYS! Finnie-mini done had a snort of the ‘nip and I NEEDS A SNUGGLE. Come on, who wantsa snuggle? ::hic:: ”
“You can’t see me.”
Previously
2010: Tom Cullen: Simply Flabulous.
2009: We are some squash-loving motherfuckers.
2008: Here’s a tip: if someone teases you about being a Housewife of Doom and a perfectionist, it is difficult to refute that assertion if you’re caught in a compromising position.
2007: No entry.
2006: Damn freaky cats.
2005: “It’s cancer,” Fred said. “That’s a tumorous lip if I’ve ever seen one!”
2004: I didn’t tell her that I think scars are badass and it can scar up all it wants.
2003: God, I hate people.
2002: No entry.
2001: So the house situation, oh what a story it is.
2000: This week, the devil won.
Robyn, yesterday I was behind a car that had those stick figure decals representing family members on their rear window. You know, like a kid with a soccer ball, a dad with a briefcase, etc. Well this one had no people, just two dogs and three cats. I think you said one time that you would love to get those decals, and when I thought of that and then this clown with a mere five, I thought, “AMATEUR!!”
I’ve been wondering lately whether they make those stick figure decals in chicken shapes, too.
You made me lol with “37 smacks in a row”
Ha – I was afraid no one would get it!
That is one disapproving chick!
If you did stick figures for *all* the animals at CA, you’d probably be pulled over for having your view obstructed. Especially if you counted all the brown reclusi. Ha.
Love the grumpy lil chick face! I need those stickers for my two kitties.
Familystickers.com has pigs and chickens!!