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Just for fun.

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Because I was waiting for my husband (to please stop talking and get back in the damn car!) the other day… I scrolled through my cell phone’s photo album all the way back to the beginning to find the very first pic I took.

(As of today, I have 16,999 photos there. I love technology!)

April of 2013.

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Meet Little Cheeper, a baby robin we found on our lawn after a storm. No nest or mother in sight so we adopted and raised him until he was old enough to release.

Did that little bugger poop? You betcha!

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We kept him in a cat carrier overnight, but let him fly around during the say to strengthen his wings.

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I didn’t want to hand train him as the goal was to set him free…

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But he was a sweetie who followed me all around the house.

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And helped me blog.

He was an adorable little guy, even if he did occasionally resemble a Starship Storm Trooper.

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We fed him canned dog food per the vet’s instructions, supplemented with live worms and fruit.

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Blueberries were his favorite.

All too soon (for me) it was time to let him go, and though I cried… it was the right thing to do.

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He was hesitant at first, but when he felt the gentle June breeze? He took off for the apple trees and never looked back. I kept my eye on him for a few hours as he explored our property.. but he took to the air like a pro and was gone to do what robins do soon after.

❤️

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Are you a plant person?

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There are currently 31 houseplants in our home and my husband is rapidly running out of jokes about living in a jungle.

There are big plants…

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And small plants.

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Plants that started out small… but have grown too big for their pots.

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Hell, there are even plants trying to make a run for it and escape their pots altogether.

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The money tree hasn’t netted me one red cent…

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And the pothos will probably wrap around my legs and swallow me whole one day…

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But I love plants and never seem to get my fill.

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Exactly!

Although by the looks of that picture, I actually do have all of those plants.

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Oh, the places he’ll go.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is a cat.

And as such, he is required to explore every square inch of his territory. This means whenever a drawer, door or cabinet is opened… he’s there.

Under the kitchen sink? Yes.

The spare bedroom closet? Absolutely.

So when I went searching for that old photo of our trip to Washington DC the other day? A new opportunity opened up for His Lordship.

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It was somewhere he’d never been before and he took full advantage…. even though there wasn’t much room to recline.

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Ugh. The pre-digital, cell phone accessible photos days.

How did we ever survive that? It took me almost an hour to find one stupid picture.

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St. Patrick’s Day with a Scot.

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We didn’t have any specific plans for St.Patricks Day so after running a few morning errands we decided to stop at our local pub for lunch on the way home .

Appropriate beverages were consumed.

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Noticing the owner, and our favorite Scottish bartender, was slightly out of sorts… we inquired as to the reason.

Turns out he’d wanted the day off… because while most people enjoy that holiday? He hates it.

Naturally I asked why.

“Because I’m tired of everyone asking me what part of Ireland I’m from.”

Which probably explained the sentiment on his shirt.

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☘️ 🤣 ☘️

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Miscellaneous nonsense.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is not thrilled with snow and shoveled pathways.

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Winter walkies are lasting approximately 2 minutes these days.

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Spotted this in the crap cave cellar the other day but was unable to peruse the contents as the husband had it sealed in plastic. From the look of the cover, my idea of hippies and their idea of hippies are two different things.

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While I don’t usually share recipes… I tried this one the other day and thought it was quite tasty, as well as easy to make, so here we are.

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Saw this grill set in a store the other day and thought they must have been made with Shaquille O’Neal in mind. That’s my foot for size reference.

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Talk about a big burger. Damn.

And lastly, here’s Lord Dudley having his morning coffee.

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Don’t worry, he doesn’t really drink any… just tries to lick the residue of cream.

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In the dark.

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The giant N’Or Easter predicted to slam the Maine coast came and went yesterday with admittedly high winds…. but not nearly the amount of snow they were promising.

The weathermen said a foot, we got roughly 4 inches. But it was the heavy wet crap that weighs down tree branches which then take out power lines. And at 9:00 last night?

Poof.

We woke up to darkness and no electricity today.

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Thank goodness for a fireplace. It doesn’t heat the whole house but kept the living room a toasty 63.

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And thank goodness for powerful battery operated lanterns that light up the kitchen so His Royal Highness can be fed.

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Turns out the problem was right next door where a tree fell on the main line that feeds the whole road. The power company was out early …

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As was the husband… who won’t use the snowblower when it’s heavy and wet because it clogs the auger. It was still snowing when I took the picture so his newly cleared driveway was filling back up behind him. Why didn’t he wait till it stopped?

Because we had no power, which means no satellite, which means no television. He was bored.

Thankfully the power came back on late morning and nothing in the freezer or fridge was lost. The temperature is supposed to be 48 tomorrow so it will all melt again.

I swear I have winter whiplash this season.

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The culprit. The wind lifted it right out of the ground…

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You scratch my back, I scratch the furniture.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is an exemplary feline with very few destructive habits. When he first agreed to cohabitate with us and let the husband and I be his slaves… he did however choose one chair to sharpen the royal claws. Not wanting to have shredded upholstery, his minions shopped for an alternative.

But when… after 4 replacement items were tried and rejected … an acceptable substitute scratching post was purchased? He transferred activity there and has been happily loyal to his sisal ever since.

As you can see, His Lordship gives it a workout. Which is why he has to have one with a weighted base so it doesn’t tip over and scare him back to the chair.

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His servant has repeatedly glued, tied, cut and attempted to fix the damaged areas but came to the conclusion a new post must be purchased.

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Problem is, the favorite can no longer be found.

Oh! The horror!

After repeated shopping trips to every pet store in the area, Amazon was checked. And May I say… the selection was impressive. Had His Lordship wanted a palm tree …

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An orange…

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Or even a cactus it would have been no problem.

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Though I can’t say that cat looked too thrilled.

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A cherry? Sure…

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A giraffe that could swallow Lord Dudley whole?

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It could be his for a mere $265.

Hell, there was even a carrot.

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But what there wasn’t …. was the only plain, square, weighted base scratching post he wants.

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The search continues.

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