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Because weirdness needs to be celebrated.
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This seems a rather cold and loveless way to grow up. But then again, if you’re a teenage chameleon not having parents around to enforce curfew has it’s appeal.
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Resemblance of cartoon to actual creature?
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A little bland, but the general outline is there. I give it a 7.
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Have you seen this duck?
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I really hope Crystal wanders by our house at some point because seeing a woman chase after her with a net is positively screaming blog fodder.
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We ducked into a favorite pub last week for a toddy and a nosh. The pot stickers were less than spectacular, but the cranberry ginger crush was yummy.
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Sitting at the bar I saw this…
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And while the thought of peanut butter whiskey disgusts me, the delivery system has merit.
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I don’t recommend running into a moose . Our friend did years ago… his bike was totaled and he spent a month in the hospital . The moose? He sauntered off like he’d been tapped by a fly swatter.
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As you know, it was me who named the current descendant of an Egyptian God in residence at Casa River.
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I chose ‘Lord Dudley Mountcatten’ as he seemed quite regal, even from day one. But I’ve taken nothing but flak from my husband who thinks it’s a ridiculous moniker and refuses to use it. Every time I introduce his Lordship to a friend? The husband snorts, informs our friend he had nothing to do with the weird name and says ,”I call him Buddy”.
And while my other half has given me a lot of grief for my name choice in the last year, today I was vindicated.
Today I read an article about a national contest for the weirdest pet name, and though a cat from Maine won….
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It was not Lord Dudley Mountcatten.
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So take that spouse of 38 years! And consider yourself lucky the name Pickles McButterpants the Muffin Slayer was already being used.
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Spring is back… and so is baseball!
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Though the evil empire managed to beat my beloved Sox two out of three at Yankee Stadium in the opening series. I fear for our bull pen this year, but we have good bats, so my fingers are crossed for a good year.
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I continue to be astounded by the cheap prices at the meat counter at the military commissary in Bangor.
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We’re making a once a month pilgrimage and if I buy nothing but beef, chicken and pork it’s well worth the drive.
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But finding the laundry detergent that costs me $17 at the grocery store for $9? That makes me one extremely happy shopper.
And lastly, because it’s been a while….
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Required cute photo of Lord Dudley Mountcatten.
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As if the cat bathing kit I posted about the other day wasn’t bad enough, some moron has come up with a muzzle.
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Grooming restraint? Anti meow? I don’t know about that, but I can guarantee there’s going to be some biting in your future if you attempt to put this on our cat.
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How often do you walk your cat around the neighborhood?
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Oh look, it works in the shower as well. Not. The photos can’t be real. Those cats are either heavily sedated or long dead and stuffed.
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Amen to that!
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April is here and so are the weird weekly creatures from my calendar.
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Personally I envy them. If I could cut off this painful damaged knee and grow a new one? I’d happily sharpen my knife and start sawing.
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Comparison of cartoon to actual creature?
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Not bad, though it lacks a certain definition.
I’ll give it a 6.
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Don’t you hate it when someone beats you to the buffet line?
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The only thing you can do is use your superior size to muscle out the competition.
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Or so I’ve heard.
The next two pictures aren’t the best quality…blame my zoom lens and our resident buck’s propensity for showing up at dusk…. but I thought someone might be interested to see the antler shedding process.
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One half gone, one to go. Talk about being lopsided.
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Right after the shed. What’s left are big boney bumps with an active blood flow.
It always looks painful to me, but I’m assured it’s not. Though how any anter-less naturalist can vouch for that I don’t know.
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I think we’re allshocked when we pull our cars up to the pump these days. And while I’m lucky enough to drive a vehicle that gets good gas mileage, I almost fainted when my husband filled his old as Methuselah new truck the other day. Dual tanks? We may have to remortgage the house.
So in the spirit of giving… because that’s just who I am… I bring you a tried and true solution to saving money at the pumps.
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Economical, low emission and environmentally friendly.
You’re welcome.
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As I mentioned before, spring has brought an abundance of showers to my little corner of Maine. As proof…. I offer the new visitors who dropped by this week.
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A pair of mallard ducks who’ve made our backyard puddle their temporary home.
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We had ducks as pets years ago and I’ve always enjoyed watching them. They’re quite comical.
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But this pair is wild and flies off if they spot me. So for now, this is as close as my zoom lens will get me.
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It’s like my news feed doesn’t know me at all.
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An otherworldly bright blue venomous dragon washing up on the beach during my vacation? That would put the fab in my fabulous.
Who wouldn’t want to see that?
It’s spectacular!
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