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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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News you can’t use.

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Or maybe you can. Who am I to judge?

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Unbearable heat. Sink holes that can swallow your house. Hurricanes. Anacondas and boa constrictors in the waterways. Now there are giant snails? Makes me glad I’m at the other end of I-95.

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Did she hide them in her hair? If so, it’s easy to see how she got away with it for so long….

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This guy had a period for 20 years and didn’t know it. Bloating and homicidal mood swings weren’t enough to make him wonder?

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This doesn’t surprise me at all. Matter of fact, I’ve known a few guys like that myself…

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The one where His Lordship takes a dirt bath, battles a peony and checks out the man cave.

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I think he does it just to aggravate me.

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On every walk, he will find every patch of dirt.

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And roll until he and his harness are filthy. The spot underneath the bird feeders that’s mixed with empty seed husks and poo is a favorite.

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And when you can’t find a woodchuck to play with? Peonies have to do.

Hard to believe in the year since we adopted his Lordship, he’s never made it out to the man cave. There’s something about the barn which always gives him pause. Oh, he’ll walk around it and try to crawl underneath it.. but it took me a good 9 months to get him comfortable sitting on the porch. Then yesterday out of nowhere he scratched on the door….

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And viola!

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A whole new area to explore.

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I thought he’d enjoy it, but before long he was whining and pawing at the windows to get out.

He’s a strange little dude our Dudley.

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A recipe, a spoiled cat and something worse than dishwater beer.

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While I’m usually not a recipe poster, my husband raved about this one after the first bite… and he’s not a man for random compliments. I’ve been cooking for him for 38 years and while I’m no Julia Child, I can hold my own in the kitchen. But when I find a quick and easy recipe? I have to share.

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This works just as well with haddock, as long as the pieces are thick.

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Spoiled cat? No. What gave you that idea…

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Proof positive there is something worse than dishwater beer.

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