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This and that.

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Did you see this on the news?

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A woman answered a Craigslist ad and brought home a free couch. She noticed it was lumpy on one side and when she unzipped the cushion she found $36,000 in cash. The remarkable part of the story? She called the owner and gave it back. Turns out the furniture they were giving away was from a deceased relative who was notorious for hiding money. The owners were so pleased, they bought the woman a new refrigerator.

What say you? If the money was in your free couch cushion…. would you return it?

In other news, some interesting critters have been spotted on our road.

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This fellow was right around the bend.

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This guy was a little farther down. In all the years we’ve lived here, I’ve never spotted a moose. I’m hoping he’ll make his way to our backyard buffet soon.

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Two ostriches for $880 or three for $190. Someone needs to check their ad copy.

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So much prey, so little leash….

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Walking Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been interesting lately.

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Woodchuck babies are on the move and seem to pop up every time we turn around. Add a few grey squirrels and his Lordship doesn’t know who to chase first.

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That’s one confused feline right there.

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The woodchucks may be more plentiful right now….

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But it’s the squirrels that drive him to distraction. After 30 minutes of active stalking and cackling ..

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It was time for a nap in the shade.

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Babies!

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The little guys are on the move.

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And damn it, they’re adorable.

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One little fellow loves the wagon wheels and uses them like a jungle gym.

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Momma isn’t a doting parent and I’ve actually watched her steal apple slices from junior.

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I know people dislike them and yes, they can be destructive… but thankfully they’ve never wreaked havoc here other than a few holes.

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Maybe they’re being nice and paying us back for the daily treats.

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Cat crazy

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been strolling the newly rebuilt stone wall with trepidation. Cats are serious creatures of habit and anything out of the ordinary is met with suspicion.

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But Mr. Sissy Pants doesn’t like to dampen his feet on the morning dew either and will do most anything to avoid wet grass.

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Never walk a straight moist line when you can circle around on dry bricks.

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Yes, he’s in there somewhere.

And if it’s alright with you, I’d rather not tell him about the article I saw the other day..

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The last thing Dudley needs is a throne.

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Random thoughts….

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Have you ever visited a military cemetery and wondered why there are coins on top of the headstones? I get asked this a lot and thought I’d share.

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I once saw a bratty little boy removing coins from graves in a veterans cemetery and while I don’t normally interfere with parents and their children…. you can bet I did that day.

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Judging from the ad photo, I’d say that one.

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I could do without a lot of things in this world, but never my books.

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This is one of our large backyard apple trees. It’s a Granny Smith and has provided us with 20 years of spectacular autumn pies. But last year a massive wind storm ravaged the right side of her and we had to have an arborist in to give her a massive prune. He assured us all would be well but the harvest will be nonexistent in 2022. Sadly there wasn’t a single solitary bloom this spring …. which means a lot less pie this fall.

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Who needs a gym when you have a garden?

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The forest of trees my husband recently planted need to be watered and I’ll give you one guess who has to do that….

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Twice a week I man handle 300 foot of hose down to the back forty to give them a drink.

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And once that sucker fills up with water? It is HEAVY.

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But I’ll do it, despite my bad knee and pinched neck nerve because I refuse to let $700 worth of trees die. The husband loves to plant them, but never offers any follow up care.

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After that I was down on my hands and achy knee to plant. It hurts, but is so rewarding.

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Sadly, the mice are at it again. They live under the floor of the baby barn/shed and damned if they don’t chew the blooms off my marigolds and drag them through a hole.

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I plugged it with some stones, hopefully that will stop the raiding.

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It’s a blogging miracle.

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A project was just finished at Casa River.

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Without a word of nagging or litany of snarky comments from yours truly.

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Yes boys and girls, somewhere in Maine pigs are flying.

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Because the backyard stone wall rebuild is finished… and the only reason I can give is the fact that I blogged about it.

So if you sent positive completion waves and good juju? I thank you.

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As does Lord Dudley for the fresh patch of rolling dirt. And if finishing a project he started in less than a year wasn’t shocking enough?

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I came home a few days later to a freshly laid patch of sod. Which he hasn’t watered once, but hey…. one miracle at a time.

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