I had a visitor in the wee hours. I'm trying to figure out where he got into the house. He was really bookin' until he hit the rug where the dogs' dishes are. I checked the pipe and wire holes in the floor, no shimmer. Hmm... could he have hitch-hiked in on my boot or one of the dogs?
I seriously thought I was done with these squishy, slimy devils - at least until the weather warms up in the spring. Ish!
I believe after 2 nights at 15F and a freezing day - my fig will not be back in spring. That cold spell is most likely the end of it. The new limbs were thin and weak. I think I will allow the Mr. to cut it all back and get a hook for a feeder.
All solutions - empty. Maybe she has a better place. The temp got down to 15F last night. Tacky was not in anything when I got up. Back to the drawing board.
I brought her inside for a while last night, to warm her up, hoping she might just curl up somewhere and decide to stay inside. She's a pretty cat and she doesn't need to literally freeze her ears off. Max (the neighbor's Great Pyrenees) has taken to chasing her, I don't think he would come up onto the porch.
When I let Jill outside this morning, she was afraid to go down the steps. The most I can imagine is that she had forgotten about frost.
Our last "Traditional" Christmas. (You can see how little effort I put into decorating, my heart wasn't in it)
Usually I am zeroed in on the early and
crass commercialism it all has come to, or the debt we add to our stress
during the most expensive time of the year - Taxes, Heating Bills, etc.
Nope, not this time, this time it's BIG and doesn't seem it will ever stop.
the hell has happened to: "Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness?"
We are being screwed, at first it was inch by inch, but now the
oppressors, those few that are changing our lives, are taking their
pound of flesh and I am not happy. You shouldn't be happy either! I
heard on the news that holidays were no longer the reason for school
breaks. No more Christmas Vacation - time off, yes, but it's not for
"Christmas". No more Easter vacation either.
are these people that think we won't mind these little changes? You
know WHO, small people, who for money and favors, are being manipulated
by a radical group that is taking our right to pursue happiness away
because if "OFFENDS" them.
Dammit, I am offended, yes, ME, the one who complains about the
problems that come with Christmas. WE ALL have the right to call things
as WE see them. It's time we stopped this bull, NOW. What is wrong with
Jack recently made a discovery. He wanted to lay in the sun, now that the rays are slanting into the bedroom. He checked out Jill's bed and decided - "Hey, I like this!" Jill, however, wanted to lay down for a nap and we all know who is the alpha dog here in the house. She went slinking off into the living room to pout on the big chair. Where there is no sunshine, BTW.
Jack at 8 years+ ------------------------------------->
I thought that pose looked familiar. Jack as 8-10 mo.-------------------->
An hour later, she came to me whining, she wanted her bed and he wouldn't get off. The sun had moved, but he has decided he likes her bed. (It's like me sleeping on a king-sized bed and not sharing.) I made him move, he gave me this look:
I have friends, much as y'all do, but how many of them are not thinking you're crazy when they get an earnest call...
"Quick, I need a woman's name - make it bitchy."
I am going over some of my stories and I discovered that two of the stories had a woman with the same name. I changed it to another name and then I realized that I had two of them too - thus the reason for the frantic call.
I thought I would make a collection of some of my old 'too short' stories. I would just as soon not repeat names... I will have to keep my eyes open for duplicating guys too. I used so many of my favorites in the Julia series, I may not be able to keep from doing it. Sigh... I like real names, not Dirk, Brick or Brock, haha.
I have been proof reading since my early morning rise. The dogs can't read the clock... so much for that 'extra' hour. What are you doing with that extra hour in the morning? It takes me a week or two until I don't notice the difference. (and retrain the dogs.)