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We have nine kittens and we desperately need to find homes for them. All nine are white/light tan striped with blue eyes. We live near Athens Ga. If any of your readers are nearby please send me an email. We have loved on these kittens from day one but we can not keep them as we already have five cats and four dogs. Thank you Robyn for passing this along to your readers!
If anyone in the area is interested, email me and I’ll pass your email along to Lisa!
The Godfather Catmother
“A month ago, he bought the movie rights to this book. A best seller – and the main character, it’s a guy just like me, I, uh, I wouldn’t even have to act, just be myself. Oh, Catmother, I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do.”
“You can act like a man! What’s the matter with you? Is this how you turned out? A Hollywood finocchio that cries like a woman. ‘Wahhhhhhh! What can I do! What can I do!'”
“What is that nonsense. Ridiculous. You spend time with your family?”
“Sure I do.”
“Good. ‘Cause a man who doesn’t spend time with his family can never be a real man. Come here…You look terrible. I want you to eat. I want you to rest a while. And in a month from now, this Hollywood bigshot’s gonna give you what you want.”
“It’s too late, they start shooting in a week.”
“I’m going to make him an offer he can’t refuse.”
Sights from around Crooked Acres.
I know this picture is horribly grainy, but I took it as proof that the hummingbirds are still moving through. I need a pet hummingbird. They kill me with the cute.
Nothin’ happier than a chicken taking a dust bath.
This young rooster is gorgeous. He’s not acting at all like a rooster, though – not trying to crow, not trying to get him some lovin’. We’re not sure what’s going on with him.
Rock star. Have I mentioned I think she’s one of our prettiest chickens?
This baby’s not a baby anymore!
Gathering ’round the water bowl.
We call this rooster “No-tail” for obvious reasons. He was keeping an eye on some of the dust-bathing women when he froze and looked skyward. I expected to see a hawk circling in the sky, but saw nothing at all.
“I has no tail.”
I think No-tail is awfully pretty. I especially like his black “eyebrows.”
Michele would like everyone to know that up in these here parts, he is now the man. You will note just how impressed the wimminfolk are.
Brudderly love lives on.
Previously
2007: I don’t know what you do to surprise your husband – lingerie, or a gift from the local “adult” store, perhaps – but I know the direct way to Fred’s heart, and mowing the lawn so he was free to come home and work on his shed instead of having to mow the lawn made him one happy man.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
2004: How’d you like to wake up in the dark and see the Baldwin noggin coming toward you? I bet your life would flash in front of your eyes.
2003: “Freakass freak” is two words.
2002: As I pointed out to Fred this afternoon, it makes me uncomfortable when Dr. Phil is nice.
2001: No entry.
2000: No entry.
I bet you got yerself a gay rooster. 🙂
Hummingbirds are so pretty – except when they are dive bombing your head. My boyfriend’s mom had a teenie tiny hummingbird nest in one of her hanging planters this year. the little eggs were just darling.
You caused me to waste a perfectly good drink of Diet Coke with the kitty pics.
*heavy heavy sighhhh* I have Clucker envy.
O, also, Rock Star chicks always cause me to hear Barry Manilow’s voice singing… “Her name was Lola…she was a sho girl…..la lala laalaalaa”
I’d never heard “finocchio” used in that meaning! And, I thought I knew how to dis in Italian.
oh man, looking at your kitty pictures makes me miss mine! I just moved to Vermont and had to leave my Maine Coon Burton with the parents and I miss him! Guess I’ll just have to keep coming back for a cat fix… 🙂
Heh, that was my thought too. Gay Rooster.
Totally thought gay rooster, too. Then thought…”wait, is that PC?” 🙂
Where did you get the rooster? Maybe he was castrated. (I was reading about capons on wikipedia.)
For the record, I just thought you had a rooster with a low sex drive.
I recently looked at the tour of you home and grounds. LOVE the antiques and all the animals. The hen/rooster pics are great!
Did you skip a caption on the picture of Sugarbutt “yelling,” or am I just lame and don’t get it?