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The only state that beats us is Alaska, but since I’m still experiencing the hot flashes from Hell? That’s fine by me.
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The photo in which Lord Dudley Mountcatten discovers the old woodchuck burrow.
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And naturally does a deep dive investigation.
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Me.
Because I realized I haven’t posted a selfie in a while and I have nothing better to share today.
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Our snow is gone and we’re beginning to see some green grass.
We’re also seeing a nightly herd of 10 who never get together for a group portrait.
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Young, old and the same harem master buck.
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They’re all kicking up their heels because spring is out there… somewhere.
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❤️
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One minute you’re happily sitting in the living room reading a book.
The next?
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Your cat jumps up on the footstool and decides to put on a show. When you ask him if that’s really necessary?
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He says yes.
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But thankfully moves from his privates to his feet.
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Cats.
There’s never a dull moment.
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Long time readers will know I have a fondness for wombats.
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They’re cute…
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Cuddly…
And they poop squares cubes.
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What’s not to love?
But today I read an article that makes me view them in a whole new light.
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Ancient giant wombats?
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I’m in!
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For your viewing pleasure…
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I saw this on a passing vehicle the other day and I have to admit on first glance my mind went to a bad place…
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And while I’ve never even considered moving to New Mexico?
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A want ad like that could change my mind.
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For all the clueless seafood consumers out there. Always choose the pink scallops.
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And finally… is it me? Or is this hat mannequin I saw at a vintage clothing shop a little too happy?
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Cats. They’re marvelous creatures who definitely know how to relax.
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And Lord Dudley Mountcatten takes full advantage of his spoiled and pampered life of leisure.
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He’s also the reason all the legs of our coffee table end in scratch marks …
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His fascination with wrapping himself around them is strange.
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But also too damned cute to stop.
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I love a good festival.
In Maine we have the Lobster festival, the Clam Festival, and the Oyster festival. We have a Blueberry Festival, a Whoopie Pie festival and a Chowder festival. Folk, Reggae and Blues Festivals? Yup. We’ve got those too. Hell… we even have the White Nose Pete Fly Fishing Festival.
For my fishing obsessed readers, the legend of White Nose Pete –
https://midcurrent.com/stories-essays/the-legend-of-white-nose-pete/
Yes, festivals are grand.
Except this one… which makes me glad I don’t live in Dorchester County Maryland.
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Weird, not to mention disturbing.
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I can honestly say I’ve never seen anyone so excited about skinning a muskrat.
And to be honest, I hope I never do.
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Damn.
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Sorry, but that is not my idea of festive.
Oily goat with fish sauce?
Nope. Not for me.
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Good grief.
Whatever happened to baton twirling?
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With many thanks to shinegrace214 who tracked down Lord Dudley Mountcatten’s elusive scratching post… I ordered it and now have one very happy cat.
I swear he knew what it was the minute I brought it in the house because he was positively pawing at the box in anticipation.
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After following these highly technical instructions…
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I brought it in the living room as replacement for the much loved predecessor.
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The second I put it on the floor? His Highness pounced.
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He scratched, he rubbed, he drooled with delight.
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I topped the post with his little blue whale for added entertainment and sheer bliss followed.
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The internet can be a wonderful thing.
Thanks again shinegrace214! You made this little guy’s day.
Week.
Month… etc.
❤️
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Because my husband always says I’m full of it.
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I’ve never worn an apron in my life so I’m well on my way.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has lived with us for 2 years but never slept on the spare bed… until now. Having made friends with the stuffed platypus it is currently his favorite spot for naps.
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Holy crap on a cracker! This makes me very glad I don’t live in Brazil.
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I love quick and easy crock pot recipes… and while this sounded like the perfect winter comfort food, I have been unable to find the frozen noodles it requires. Does such a thing even exist? Have you ever seen them…
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is a cat.
And as such, he is required to explore every square inch of his territory. This means whenever a drawer, door or cabinet is opened… he’s there.
Under the kitchen sink? Yes.
The spare bedroom closet? Absolutely.
So when I went searching for that old photo of our trip to Washington DC the other day? A new opportunity opened up for His Lordship.
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It was somewhere he’d never been before and he took full advantage…. even though there wasn’t much room to recline.
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Ugh. The pre-digital, cell phone accessible photos days.
How did we ever survive that? It took me almost an hour to find one stupid picture.
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