Tag Archives: animals

Twins?

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For months we’ve had a nightly fox visitor for whom I lay out little piles of expensive dry dog food with taurine. ( It was recommended by a vet friend and is the closest I can get to the food U.K. Amazon refuses to ship to the United States) We love seeing him (her?) scoot across the lawn and settle in for a nosh. But last night?

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I was seeing double.

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Two beautiful foxes happily munching.

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Brother and sister? Husband and wife? Friends with benefits? I don’t know…

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But they’re both gorgeous!

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💕💕💕

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This and that.

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Isn’t it wonderful when you find the perfect combinations? Oreos and milk, Netflix and chill, bacon and, well anything. … but now? I’ve found a new winning combo.

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Exercising while intoxicated? Finally… a workout routine designed with me in mind.

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Photographic proof that even though it’s over 90 degrees and two window unit air conditioners are running full blast, his Lordship must commune with nature through an open window. And no, he’s not at all spoiled. Why do you ask?

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This is a photo of our local pub’s parking lot after a recent storm moved through. Mind you, we’re a lousy five miles away and didn’t receive a single drop of rain.

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It must have been a micro burst because it was a total mess.

Meanwhile back at the Barn Mahal…

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We have brown grass.

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Splooting.

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Remember the picture I posted 10 days ago?

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My nemesis, momma red squirrel… doing what I assumed was chilling on the grass near our kitchen landing?

As it turns out, she wasn’t chilling.

She was splooting.

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While I’ve always believed I have a well rounded vocabulary, splooting has been noticeably absent.

Until now.

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The fur on their bellies is thinner than the rest of their body so in essence, they’re performing a heat dump.

Splooting.

There’s nothing like the satisfaction of learning a new ludicrous word.

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Miscellaneous drivel.

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As you know, our cat Lord Dudley Mountcatten is spoiled. He is not however, ill mannered.. and never tries to jump on the dining room table during meals. But for those of you who have misbehaving felines? I offer a solution:

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You’re welcome.

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What do you do when a friend recommends a fabulous blueberry vodka but you have no space on your man cave bar shelves?

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You pack them a little tighter and hope the shelves are up for the extra weight.

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We seem to be down to three baby woodchucks from seven. I prefer to think this is a result of momma chuck kicking a few of the kids out of the den and not the result of predation. But this little guy?

He’s still trying to move in with us.

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Does anyone know how to do a rain dance?

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Because we are in desperate need at Casa River.

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Our once beautiful lush green lawn is now brown and crunchy.

Time after time we see thunderstorms roll on by with only a few drops falling on our property.

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So few the baby woodchucks were trying to lap them up off the deck boards last night.

Half our state is experiencing drought conditions and I’m filling our bird bath three times a day. If things don’t change I might have to start providing the ground dwellers with a pool as well.

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How dry and crunchy is our lawn? Even the septic system access is brown and dry.

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If it weren’t for the weeds there would be no green at all.

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