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When your cat really loves David Ortiz.

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We live in Maine, hence our home is part of Red Sox Nation. We’re loyal and devoted fans, though the team breaks our hearts more often than not. And while we tend to think of Lord Dudley Mountcatten as a full fledged member of the family, until recently we were unaware of his affection for David Ortiz.

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Case in point –

The other night my husband was watching an interview with one of the most beloved players in Boston history and as soon as Dudley heard David’s voice?

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The silly cat was mesmerized.

Up on the television stand (where he’s not allowed) for a closer look.

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He even checked around back searching for his (heretofore unknown) favorite player.

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When the show went to commercial and David disappeared?

So did Lord Dudley.

⚾️❤️⚾️

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Rain + barn = beer. And a woodchuck.

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When it’s a wet and rainy afternoon you’re apt to find us in the man cave/Barn Mahal.

Sometimes alcohol is present.

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I’m blaming the Jack Abbeys blood orange wheat for that Scrabble tile arrangement.

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Red Sox game? Check.

Pizza? Check.

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Sweet Thai chili wings and more beer?

Double check.

Life is good.

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Looking out the window back at the garage, we saw a baby chuck perched on the woodshed’s extra room doorstep.

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They’ve completely taken over this little storage area and have dug such a big tunnel the door neither opens nor shuts. Good thing there’s nothing in there we need to retrieve…

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Everyone loves the Red Sox.

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We live in Maine, ergo we watch (and love) the Red Sox.

But it seems like we’re not the only species to do so.

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This was the scene at a recent game. And in typical nothing bothers New Englanders fashion, play continued even though a pair of mallard ducks had landed right in the middle of Fenway Park.

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Being Boston fowl, they made themselves at home in the outfield, munching grass and doing what ducks are apt to do.

Poop.

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But hey, the Sox won the game… so no one was complaining.

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Of baseball and cheap chicken.

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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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Meanwhile at Casa River…

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Night time visitors continue to surprise us when we walk back from the barn.

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And while surprising us is no big deal? Surprising them can be.

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A friend of my husband’s gifted him this Red Sox clock. He loved it and immediately hung it on the man cave wall. I on the other hand, realized it’s outdated. It says “7 time World Champions” when the number is currently 9. The reason for the gift is now apparent, at least to me.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten? He couldn’t care less.

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Behold the wonder I found at the package store. Margarita wine! Taste test and review to follow..

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Our neighbors have all the luck. They get an exotic bird with iridescent plumage….we get a red squirrel bitch with sharp teeth.

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A spring resurgence.

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This time of year brings the return of warmer temperatures, green grass and two of my favorite things.

They’re baaaaack!

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Well, at least one of them is. Our first returning woodchuck has made an appearance in the back yard. Let the games begin.

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And speaking of games….

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Red Sox baseball is back and available for viewing in the newly used to be a barn filled with crap remodeled man cave.

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Yes, watching my favorite team at my beloved Fenway Park while perched at our private bar sipping a cocktail is the very definition of sweet.

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The first few games? Not so much. Pitching will be a problem this year and getting swept by the Orioles on our home turf was depressing to say the least. But we whooped Florida and swept Baltimore in their home park. Life is good.

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Random

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Remember when I posted about giving the husband some Red Sox memorabilia for his birthday?

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Here’s Lord Dudley Mountcatten sitting above the mint condition 1968 pennant. It arrived in a long padded box, wrapped in layers of wax paper, tissue paper and bubble wrap. It was cherry! Until Dudley pounced on it, ripping it in two places and punching a giant tooth hole in the tip. Sigh.

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Here he is eyeing the kinetic sculpture when my husband gave it an inaugural twirl.

Needless to say I put that out of reach shortly after.

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Cats, I love them… but it doesn’t mean they don’t drive me crazy.

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I got this announcement from WordPress the other day. And while I’m flattered they’re keeping track of my posts, I had to wonder at the random number. Is 1337 something to celebrate?

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I ordered this customized coffee mug for a friend and can’t wait to give it to her. ( our names are underneath the chairs but have been removed to protect the not so innocent ) That’s me on the left with the margarita and the figure I haven’t seen for 20 or so years. Hair, drinks, skin tone and shirt are customizable but they didn’t have an overweight and menopausal option, go figure.

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But I admit, it does describe our relationship perfectly.

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In other news…. I’m scheduled to receive my first Covid vaccine this morning. Maine has done a remarkable job with the roll out and I’m looking forward to being on the road to fully protected as well as doing my part to stop the spread of this horrible life altering virus.

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Damn. We always miss the good stuff…

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Since the virus apocalypse has killed our beloved Red Sox season this year, it’s been a struggle to find alternative viewing when we’re in the mood for something competitive.

So imagine my dismay when I realized we’d missed an entire day of stellar sporting events….

 

 

Damn it!

You know that was a nail biting, edge of your seat good time.

And if it wasn’t bad enough we missed the spitters?

 

 

Yes.

We missed that too.

In fact, we missed an all star line up of great competitions.

 

 

Cheese rolling and stone skipping?

Be still my heart.

 

 

Stupid robots and slippery stairs?

These are probably future Olympic events!

And we missed them.

 

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Dear unknown artist….

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I live in Maine.

And I’m a Red Sox fan.

(Note to out of staters – this is non negotiable. Yankee fans will be shot on sight.)

But this?

Towering over me as I ate dinner the other night?

Not cool.

 

 

I’m guessing subtlety isn’t your strong suit….

But let me leave you with just one word:

Proportion.

Yours truly,

The unfortunate diner who sat in the shadow of these Sasquatch sized mammary glands for far too long.