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Look who’s back.

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I went out to the mailbox the other day, battling a fierce wind and falling snow, and saw paw prints. This isn’t unusual at our house, critters visit on a daily basis. But when I came back in the house and heard a cry outside, I knew.

The lovely stray cat we’d taken in, fallen in love with and then had to return to his owners? Was back.

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He was soaking wet, shivering and skittish…. but I managed to lure him into the barn with a bowl of food.

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The poor little guy. What the hell! Why was he out in the cold again?

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After two full tins of Fancy Feast, he jumped up on the pool table….

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And took a bath with the heat blowing straight on him.

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I left him warm, fed and comfortable…. and headed into the house to call his owner and rip her a new one.

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One not so polite phone call later she showed up with a carrier and swore she made a vet appointment for him to be neutered next week and has done her best to keep him in the house. But she also told me her husband opened the bedroom window a crack and the cat escaped. (Open window, with no screen, in Maine, in February? Not likely) She said he’d only been gone for an hour but our house is over a mile away so I doubt that too.

I swear if we hadn’t adopted Dudley…. I would have just kept him this time.

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Heartbroken.

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The beautiful stray cat we fell in love with and gave a home?

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Has been returned to his rightful owners.

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I think you can guess that wasn’t my choice…. but when you receive a call from the local police department, there really isn’t any way to avoid it.

Apparently his people had been frantically searching for him but aren’t active on social media and didn’t see my original posts about finding him. A friend of theirs alerted a lost animal site…

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And there really was no doubt.

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After the police gave me their phone number, I found this on my FB messenger.

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Damn.

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They live right up the road from us.

The guilt was strong, because I really wanted to keep him.

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But look, he has a twin brother.

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Double damn. There were worried children.

I had to call.

So I called.

They came, they thanked us profusely, they took their beautiful kitty, and yes…. I cried.

Now the house seems emptier than ever.

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The Great Goat Escape …. Update.

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Sadly, the goat is still on the loose.

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Updates are posted every few days on our town’s Facebook page.

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It’s become a bit of a hoot.

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Apparently this goat was given to the owners a few weeks ago and as soon as they opened the pen to transfer it to their yard… it ran off. They’ve tried putting out food, luring it with other goats and even set up a warm shelter near where it’s been spotted… but nothing works. It runs from everyone who tries to catch it.

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In 2020, this is what passes for hard news in my town.

Ya gotta love it.

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The great goat escape.

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Livestock run amok in my town…. as witnessed by a flurry of recent Facebook postings.

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Poor goat, he’s just lonesome.

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Goat tracking is a wonderful thing.

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Uh oh, now the law is involved.

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Apparently this isn’t a first for local law enforcement.

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Pie rewards. Ya gotta love it.

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Benny Hill music would be the perfect accompaniment to guard rail hopping goats.

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When your community is requesting goats in heat? You know things are about to get real.

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Goat Busters. Where do I sign up?

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Goats in tutus? Yes, please.

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If the goat shows up at our backyard buffet, I shall report back.

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Let’s play.

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Because it beats actually doing something productive and I’m all about that.

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Damn.

The last show I watched was Secrets of the Dead… which doesn’t bode well for future scintillating conversations.

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Living in the lost city of Baiae is going to be challenging. Located on the northwest shore of the Gulf of Naples, it was basically the sin filled Las Vegas of Ancient Rome.

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I’m sure it was quite something in its day.

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Home to Nero and all his various perversions, sadly most of the ruins are now underwater.

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Fabulous statuary….

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Villas…

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And mosaics…

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All lost to the sea.

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Guess my love of history finally caught up with me. It’s said Julius Caesar visited Baiae… so maybe I can break bread with his ghost. That’s got to be worth a blog or two.

Let’s play!

Your life is now in the last tv show you watched.

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And if there are any other history geeks out there? A little more info on my new digs.

https://timelessitalytravels.com/2013/10/22/ancient-ruins-of-baia/amp/

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Hell…. continued.

 

It was finally dark enough to check out the lights we’d paid a small fortune to see at Busch Gardens.

 

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Have you ever stood in a freezing cold circle of strangers and stared at a tree?

We did.

And I felt like a Who.

 

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Don’t get me wrong, I love Christmas as much as the next person.

But Christmas in Busch Gardens? Loud and crowded, filled with screaming, unruly, sugared up children as well as their rude, cell phone addicted parents…. and utterly devoid of the old world charm they were attempting to replicate?

No.

 

 

But we smiled… and enjoyed the company of those we love.

 

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If not the techno extravaganza.

 

 

I read there were 10 million lights in Christmas Town…. and I believe it.

If it stood still? They lit it.

 

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Admittedly there were some pretty spots.

 

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But the crowds pushed you along at a pace not conducive to enjoying them.

 

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There were numerous theaters you could enter and view a show…. for a large price.

But we did stumble on this extremely blue one for free.

 

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Naturally there was no place left to sit…

 

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So we stood off to the side and listened for a while.

 

 

Until our teeth were chattering again.

 

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Thank God for the warm up stations.

At least they got that right.

 

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This was an impressive section of lights.

 

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Although I was constantly getting bumped into when I stopped and attempted to focus a shot.

 

 

That tree at the end?

 

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Shone like the sun.

It was so damn bright….. I think my retinas actually screamed.

 

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In case I forgot to mention it….. trying to stay together and find your way around this place in the dark amidst the crowds of screaming children and oblivious parents? A total nightmare. We had no idea where we were half the time and by the time we decided to head back to the parking lot?

 

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We couldn’t find a map, no less the exit. And I think they plan it that way. We even went into the stores and asked the staff how to get out …. but they looked at us like the proverbial deer in headlights.

Maybe they never get out…

I don’t know.

 

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Asking the plastic polar bears seemed like a waste of time.

 

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So we kept walking.

 

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Took a right past the ice castle…. then a left…. then a right… and another left…. and backed up… and crossed a bridge…. and turned around….. and found ourselves back at the damned ice castle.

 

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We walked and walked.

And shivered and chattered and froze.

 

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We also blessed the day man discovered fire.

But then we finally saw something familiar.

 

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And I was never so happy to see a fake European village square in my life.

 

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Joy to the World my *ss.

 

 

I was only joyful when we found the exit, waited on yet another long line for the shuttle, rode the sardine can to the parking lot with 50 tired, cranky children and worn out adults and got into our car.

Christmas Town at Busch Gardens Williamsburg?

Bah humbug.

Overpriced and over rated.

 

 

 

I love my town… Part 2

 

More blurbs from my town’s FB page that are too good not to share.

Lots of things were lost this month….

 

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Along with Batman, there was the weekly pig escape.

 

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Before moving here, I never knew errant pigs were such a problem.

And apparently sheep are as well.

 

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Big white coffee tables.

Ya gotta love it.

This next one was amusing as well.

 

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I’m not sure a bat circling your couch is a valid reason to call 911…. but I never saw the update, so maybe I’m wrong.

And finally, there was this….

 

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Glad I wasn’t in town that day….

Thankfully our air was fish stink free.

 

 

Going hog wild…

 

I’m beginning to wonder if my town has a problem.

A pig problem.

 

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On the contrary, I love pigs….

But I’m starting to think they’ve all heard about the backyard buffet we lay out and are on their way.

You see, they’ve been escaping at an alarming rate.

Every time I check our local FB page –

 

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Well, they’d be pretty hard to miss now wouldn’t they?

 

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And as much as I love seeing new wildlife at out house, technically these guys aren’t wild…

 

 

And usually make a mess of their lawns.

So unless they’re housebroken and well groomed?

 

 

Kindly keep your piggies corralled.

 

 

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I’d hate to explain that accident to my car insurance company.