Wall Eyed

 "Lynn lets me go out onto the patio as much as I want. Except

for the following conditions:  too hot, too noisy outside, too wet,  too cold or if she is too busy."

                                               We did get 2 1/2 inches of much needed rain.

"She mostly stays inside at the kitchen sink or

if she has time for a read, in her comfy inside chair.

 

"She operates on the "I've got one eye on you"

program."

"You might be acquainted with the famous and

 furry handsome cowboy actor, Jack Elam.

He was furry wall eyed.  So you see, Lynn must

be wall eyed too as she keeps one on me and one

on something else."

Precious, now that you have told the world how

beautiful I must be, I am not sure if you can go

back outside or not!

Our first baby of the year!  A white tail deer fawn.

Probably 2 or 3 weeks old.  Mom leaves them in the

thick brush around our house and they soon start

moseying about. 

He made it clear 'round the house and into one

of my front flower beds.  They are only nursing now, so

the only damage they can do is with their hooves. 

And it is a boy only because looking right down onto

his tiny head, I can see his buttons!  The good thing is,

he can not have fawns himself, lol.  I like seeing more

bucks than does.  

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Face Off

 "Lynn, he's here, he's here!  Let me at 'im."

Chippie survived the winter quite well.  3 years in 

a row. And you wonder how I know it is the same one.

His normally straight stripes on his back are not straight.

On one side only, the left, 2 of the stripes intersect into

an X design.  And do I know it is a boy?  Absolutely.

You know how bovine bulls are obviously boys,

well, the same principal applies to 6 inch long

male chipmunks.  If you get my drift.

"If he dares to enter onto my patio, breach the

barricade of my fence, I'll get him fur sure."

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Ask Madame Lisa

 "Do you really think this person can see into my future?

Maybe she'll know if I live to be 50 and will get lots of

treats."

I hope you live to be 50, Precious. However, it may not pan out

for either of us to last that much longer.  I'd be 120 and too old

to scoop your litter box.  And at 50, you'd be more crotchety

than you are now.

"Well, I wouldn't ask much of you, Lynn. Except

to flip my frog, throw my paper wad, feed me,

brush me, buy my food fur me, clean my potty,

buy my litter, open windows fur me and give

me my wacky weed.  Let me in and out the

back door fur the patio.

Surely you'll be able to

do all that!"

I'm not sure, Precious.  I already feel tired just

hearing your request.

I found this by accident and bought it immediately.  

I am hoping it is insurance that I never get stung by a

bee, wasp, or hornet again.  But if I do, even if it

is on my lip or face, I'll suction out the poison and 

hope for less pain for less time.  I will be able to try

it on misquito bites as they chew me up and spit me

out in the yard when I am cleaning bird baths.

It works by one-handed suction and if the strong

suction I feel just trying it means anything, it will work.

Maybe Madame Lisa saw this tool in my future!

These are my iris and I thought a reader I know, 

who loves the color pink, might enjoy a peek at them.

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Baby 'coons caused Lynn to be late!

 "I just want to tell the whole furry world that Lynn left

me fur an entire whole long lonely day."

"I'm still shaking my head over this fact of being

neglected, under fed, late brushing, and late legs.

No kitty should have to endure such goings on."

I know, Precious. It was so bad of me to abandon you safely

at home in your hiding spot under the bed, with full tummy

and no interest in getting up for hours.

However, my childhood girlfriend drove 300 miles to

spend the day with me before she drove on north to

see Lake Erie. I drove 60 miles south to the big city

we decided to meet up in.

We had a good visit and lunch and walk about the 

metro park botanical garden in the area.

As we were going to the parking lot, I spied theses two

tiny baby raccoons.  Still nursing they were so tiny.

And no sight of mom or other babies.

I did a shuffle walk to get them back to the grassy

area away from the park road.  Oh, how they cried,

and squeaked and rattled and hissed.  I wanted to

pick them up by the scruff of their neck and make

this ordeal for them go faster, but I would never pick

up an animal. Fear of bites and scratches is a good fear.

Eventually with the help of my girlfriend we got

them onto the park path.  Then they actually started

following me!  They had sniffed and rubbed my shoes so

much I guess they now thought they were with mom.

I stopped dead in the path and they did too.  After a minute

I started walking and they went into the rough grass area.

"Well, that is all good Lynn, but I did not get my supper

until after 5 PM and my brushing at 5:30!  So legs were

1/2 hour late!"

Yes, snookems, but we got in a few hours of rest

and relaxation, didn't we?  Just hope mom raccoon

found her way to those babies.

"Psst ev-furbody, did you see silly Lynn with the

skinny legs?  Makes it uncomfortable fur me to sleep."

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"Don't Fence Me In"

 "Lynn, this is purrfect fur me.  How did you get the man who

rubs my belly to agree and do all the fence work?  And could

you stop singing Gene Autry's song!"

Well, Precious is took a bit of convincing, however he wanted

you to join us safely outside too.

But this is just when I am right there with you even

though I don't think you can escape, I have to know you

will not jump over the fence.

"Lynn, tell 'em how it is made."

Precious, it is made with 2x2's and 25 feet of chicken

wire.  The wire was meant for keeping the deer off

the young sapplings I have planted.  But they are

now protected with black drainage pipe.

It has a small "gate" on one side so I can easily go

out and in for bird bath fill-ups and getting into the

back yard.  But it sits right against the house so you can not

squeeze out.

"Maybe the deers won't come and eat the patio

flowers in pots this way, too? But how will chippie

make it onto the patio so now I can snag him?"

There is plenty of tiny space for a fat chipmunk to 

slink under and will he be in for a surprise when he

sees you sitting there fat and sassy waiting with

baited breath!

Of, course I'll be making sure Precious is not too

curious about the plants as they grow.  So far this has

only been in place a week and she is very bashful

about stepping out.  If I move or even try to talk to 

her, she dashes right back into the house.

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Sights to be seen from the bike

 "Lynn, are you going to bring any of these babies home?"

I don't think I can get a calf on the bike, Precious.

They are nowhere as small as you, and I don't think I could get

you on a bike either.

I just love seeing the pastures of cows with their calves every

Spring. And watching the little ones grow all summer long.

And I always enjoy seeing and saving a snake from

death by bike.  This skinny fellow is a milk snake,

probably born last year from it's length.

There are two donkeys in the above photo. This farm used to have

a white one for years.  I have not seen it the past 2 summers.

Maybe these two brown ones are the new grazers.

"Lynn, maybe you could hitch us a ride on the burros.

I think that might be fun fur a bit."

"Well, do you think you could do some Precious

looking now you are home?  And what about a 

bite to eat, I'm starved after your long ride.

All these strange animals better not show up

at my place setting. I'm too hungry to share now."

And the amazing Eastern Blue Birds have now

built a new nest in the front yard box while feeding

the first 5.  Can't wait to see how these go.

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Curio Kitties

 "Lynn tells me stories all the time. I've come to realize she is older

than the Sphinx Cat so is most of her stuff.  Here's all the un-live

kitties she has collected in her 100 thousand years."

"The tiny slinky looking grey one is fur me.

Maybe you can see the similarities."

"The tiny wolfie you see belongs with the

Nativity Scene.  But he lives here the rest 

of the year, under strick cat rules."

"The one with the feather is in honor of Angel Seney.

She loved carrying large turkey and hawk feathers

ev-fur where with her.

The black and white is fur Angel Suzy Q."

I started my curio collection in 1972 and it was

to be cats with ceramic bows and roses only,

but as I found few of those over the years,

I started expanding.  I am not on the hunt for 

more, just if I'm in the right place and one is waiting

for a new home it may find it's way here.

And we have had the good luck to see our Eastern Blue Birds

raise and fledge 5 babies.  They started the nest in the cold of

March and I feed them meal worms.

We offer 2 bird houses and year to year they switch out.

Now they are out in this down turn of weather.

In the 30's at night again, with lots of rain.  About

6 inches in the past 5 days. I am just sick of it.

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