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My creaky knee, my bunions and my menopausal joint pain ridden body isn’t as limber as it once was and though I’m still active enough not to embarrass myself… I often look upon His Lordship with envy.
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If I slept with my spine twisted like that I might never get up again.
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Cats.
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They’re bendable creatures.
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I took Lord Dudley Mountcatten out for a walk the other day.
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Or rather, I tried to… as all he wanted to do was sit.
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Granted we’d just had rain and things were a little wet, as proved by this photo of our newly completed deck I lined up and photographed.
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As this was happening, His Lordship spotted a woodchuck in the day lilies and it started squealing.
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I pivoted, climbed to the second step, took a picture and then the Tasmanian Devil I had at the end of the leash decided to wind around my legs and make a dash at the chuck. This resulted in me stumbling off the steps, getting wrapped up in the leash and falling butt first in the flowers.
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See the large depression to the left? That was me and my ever expanding posterior.
I’m not sure who scared off the woodchuck, but I’m guessing it was the sight of my giant behind coming straight at him that made him beat feet.
No worries. I picked myself up, dug around the bushes for my phone and went inside where all was well.
Until I woke up the next day with intense pain on the right side of my bad knee.
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Something’s torn or strained or pulled because walking is painful and flexing my ankle makes me grimace.
As you can see, Lord Dudley was completely unharmed.
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Work has been progressing on the deck and the other day it was finally time for Lord Dudley Mountcatten to check things out.
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He approached warily, and then took a detour.
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To the stack of unused boards
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And then to the stack of extra wood, which he promptly climbed on and knocked over scaring himself to death.
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I laughed, so he jumped back on the deck boards and gave me the evil eye.
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When he finally ascended to the half finished deck, he explored a bit…
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And plopped.
We tend to do more sitting than walking on our outdoor excursions. His Lordship does not like to waste energy unnecessarily.
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But when he’d had enough fresh air?
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He paced back and forth in front of the door….
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Not understanding why I wouldn’t jump across the divide to open it.
So instead…
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He plopped, and seemed to approve of the new decking materials.
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When His Lordship wants to lie in the sun?
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His Lordship will find whatever sun is available.
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No matter how small.
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Cow!
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Mister Cow is happy in his new home and growing rapidly.
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Billions returns for its final season this weekend. Axe is back… and I’m totally on board.
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Pineapple margarita, just because.
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The baby chucks don’t look much like babies anymore.
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It’s getting harder to distinguish momma from the group.
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I performed a minor miracle last week and dragged my husband to the movie theater. This happens approximately once a year, so I have to choose carefully. And since I’m a history nerd? It wasn’t Barbie we went to see.
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When His Lordship is determined to look outside, no mere blind will stop him.
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Because sometimes news can be fun.
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Long live bacon!
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Does this beat underwear? I don’t know… but I’m guessing not.
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If ever there was a time to say oops, my bad…. this was it.
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It’s official… our cat is a slacker.
Lord Dudley Mountcatten is definitely not earning his keep.
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We’ve been having a lot of hot summer weather lately and with that comes late afternoon thunderstorms. With late afternoon thunderstorms comes high winds. With high winds comes the possibility of power outages… and that’s what happened recently just as I was sitting down to read. Not wanting to give up my book, I grabbed a large battery operated lantern and propped it up behind me on the couch.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was not pleased.
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Something new and strange had been added to his world.
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And had to be thoroughly investigated.
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After a full five minutes of stalking, sniffing and batting…
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His Lordship made peace with the temporary lighting device.
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A few glimpses into my world.
Thankfully we didn’t get much of that awful smoke from Canada’s wildfires… but one night the sunset did look a little hazy.
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Bad air quality makes for beautiful pictures.
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Beer number two from Wisconsin was tasted and thoroughly enjoyed.
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Weird Hat Band from Young Blood brewery sounded absolutely bizarre… a pastry sour with peach, basil, graham cracker and vanilla… but wow. It worked. In a delightfully weird way.
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Lord Mountcatten reclining on the new driveway. He’s still hesitant to walk it’s length, but has no qualms about napping on it.
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The husband, weed whacking the ditch from Hell.
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We are currently waiting for the state DOT man to make his second visit and final pronouncement on the future of said ditch.
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Meanwhile.. here’s the husband, caught in the act of throwing a large chunk of tar into the neighbor’s field.
Bad husband.
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Though we have not yet driven on our beautiful new driveway, we are walking on it.
Or rather, we humans are walking on it. Lord Dudley Mountcatten remains skeptical.
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Taking him out for a walk has meant strolling around the house on the grass and then watching him plant himself on the kitchen landing.
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Where he sits and stares.
Until yesterday…
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When he finally decided to investigate.
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Momma chuck was watching from the barn porch…
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As his Royal highness took to the tar.
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Not yet a fan of the new black expanse, His Lordship returned to the backyard and his favorite woodchuck burrow.
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This is a tunnel that runs under our bedroom bay window and I wish I was quicker with the camera because a baby chuck stuck his head out, spotted Dudley and let out a true whistle pig screech.
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As far as kitty entertainment goes, squealing woodchuck beats new driveway any old day.
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I’ve been cat sitting for our neighbors this week.
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They live one door over and down behind us near the river. They’re also the neighbors who had their driveway redone the same time we did. It’s an absolute joy to ride down there now.
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Pia greets me at the door upon arrival. She never used to, but has come realize I am the bringer of food when mom is away… so I am tolerated now.
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And even allowed to pet her on occasion.
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As long as the food bowls remain full that is.
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River's world..... 