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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “too/to/two.” Use one, use ’em all, bonus points if you use all three. Extra bonus points if you start your post with one. Enjoy!

Too often I tell myself I can’t, I’m too young, I’m too old, I’m too female, I’m too tomboy, too something to do a thing. But when I can be of two minds, I can see that perfection is really what’s stopping me.

I wonder if a bird sings for perfect pitch and rhythm. Maybe the mockingbird works towards being the best mimic.

Maybe those birds in Central America that dance work on their beats.

But the cream that rises to the top is the rarity. That raven outside ain’t even trying? Nah. He’s just being a raven.

Two minds means I can work to do my best but be happy with small, sparrow size accomplishments. Those starlings have managed with persistence to make another nest in our attic. We have tried everything to discourage them. They never look at a blueprint and care nothing about zoning laws.

Not my photo but I never have my phone ready when our home-invaders are on the rails.

And you should see the pair loving, and arguing. It takes two!


Pasture

We are still walking. It’s become a part of our daily story. Above is one of the scenes we see. We went this way today.

Thursday’s walk

We went straight until we heard the prompt say it was a mile. Then turned around.

Oops screenshot captured the chat! But hey! Awards are fun!
Today’s walk. Way shorter but longer somehow.

So coming around back towards our street a neighbor came out to talk to us. She was concerned about a dog in a house closer to us. It seemed tangle in chains. They had tried to give the dog water as the chain was keeping the dog standing and unable to reach food or water.

The dog owner had been suffering from a stroke so none of us knew where he was.

We reported it to the sheriff looking for a welfare-check for the dog’s owner. My brother and husband untangled the chain and brought the dog here to chain in our front yard.

We learned his name is Bear. He is sweet. Even Kali likes him. We still don’t know where his owner is, or even that he is okay. Wish we could afford to have a big brute like Bear but we’re barely able to care for what we have.

Anyway, that walk was short for milage but long on story.

I’ve set up my yWriter7 for my memoirs.  CampNano started today. I think my goal is a little too high, 50k. My imagination is good for that. But real life? I can already see it will be a bit of a psychological trip but to get to nuggets to share I need to walk in the mully grubs.

In other news…

Thursday
Today’s progress.

Now back to the mully grubbing.

One-Liner Wednesday


Deer didn’t do it!

While I was in the dentist my husband watched this cute guy cause trouble.

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One-liner Wednesday is a fun easy prompt by Linda G. Hill

Misery Monday


Well, not for me necessarily.  In fact, my day ended looking like this.

For Teddy, it was a horrid day that has lasted 24 hours. After a long trip
in the car (four hours) and a stressful time at the vet, he was tired. So he
slept until I finally started to get to sleep at 1 AM. At that point, he
started drooling again. Chris got up to give him the pain meds. Not one I like
the idea of. Gabapentin.

They told me to video the subsequent seizure so they could tell more about
it. So I got up to follow The Tedster around. He vocalized his unhappiness with
the world for a couple hours. I swear he likes to pace and chat. He told me
about Mariah. Said a lot more things, and sometimes it felt like he said,
‘Anyways.’ So maybe he likes Ms. Carey’s Christmas albums or something? By the
time he was circling the coffee table, it wasn’t so loud as a constant chat. He
finally had said enough. He hopped up onto my lap and fell asleep. 4 AM. I’d
listened and given the support that whole time. I was exhausted. But getting up
from the chair was nearly impossible as tired as I was.

I managed to get back to bed. Wow! Having pets is more challenging sometimes
than having human baby newborns! Or maybe that’s why Septuagenarians don’t have
babies.

My son and I managed to get in a bit of walk. We didn’t make the mile
because Kali got tired. I nearly had to drag her home. We stopped as she caught
her breath. I gave her water. But she didn’t drink. We got back home, and she
crashed on the couch. So I guess she’s next to see the vet. She doesn’t run out
of energy. This is odd. Maybe Teddy kept her awake, too?

Well, maybe I should take the hint and go to bed while I can!

sleep glasses


Calling all calves to check their calendars. Calculate your birthing dates as your moms will calm babies, and adult humans with calcium rich milk.

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with cal.” Use a word starting with the letters “cal” as your prompt word. Have fun!

One-Liner Wednesday


Happy birthday to me, COVID19 style.

So that was my one-liner for One-liner Wednesday but wait, there’s more:

I wanted to see the trees and nature for my day. My husband and Kali took me up to the campsite. It is only 14 miles from our home. Unfortunately, it is a rough dirt road. But well worth the drive!

Here I am giving a guided tour of the favorite campground for our family. Though it is only 14 miles away, as I mentioned before, it takes a while to drive it.

Kali isn’t a fan of the drive. When I let her out for a while to walk, I think she would have rather walked the whole way. Nope. I am not in that kind of shape.

After we got too cold to stand there, we climbed into the truck to come home. It was equally as long coming home (go figure!), but at the end of the dirt road, we saw a herd of deer just before getting on the highway. I took a couple pictures from the passenger seat across from Chris and his barely opened window, but maybe you can join me in enjoying the thrill of seeing these sweeties.

Yay, Friday!


On Tuesday my husband had another successful cataract surgery. He got home safely. After that it was downhill for the week.

Teddy started getting sick. He is getting better on the antibiotics.

What I forgot to mention, our poor white mama hen and one of the chicks got taken by hawks.

Only one survives. At least the five other hens and the rooster are letting the chick stay with them. And at least tonight it won’t be freezing.

What a rollercoaster week!

Sunny Sunday


We have two newish chicks. The white hen is the mom. One baby is drinking water, the other is upper left. They are dark brown like their daddy.

Fall is happening. Yellow trees, yellow driveway.

I’ll take another picture tomorrow as this was two days ago. There are lots more on the driveway today, and the tree is more naked.

By the way, working from my phone is easier now than laptop. Go figure!

Happy Sunday!


What container is bottomless yet too full?

Kali is a conundrum. She seems to be either anorexic or bulimic. She will refuse to eat for a day or so. Finally, she eats grass. Feels better. Then can’t get enough food, even dog food. I thought it was a result of her favorite snack, kitty litter. But with four of us watching and my brother being an excellent delitterer we have eliminated that eliminated issue. She definitely doesn’t like dog food. Dry or wet. But she is sneaking into the dry cat food and will only eat the wet cat food. We only just noticed it today, the dry cat food grazing. Children are much easier for me than a dog. Cats are easier than dogs.

Google has many suggestions but none work out for us. The baby gate won’t work the rooms we feed them in are without doorways. We don’t have a cat tree, wish we did but don’t have the money to buy one. The dog can jump as high as the cats. They are all older animals so shouldn’t be doing that anyway. The cats are grazers except for the night wet feed we do in our own defense so we can get a good night’s sleep. Mighty Dog or other wet dog foods don’t interest Kali. She loves what her feline siblings are having.

The vet didn’t seem to have any answers for us. We know her teeth are old and maybe a part of the problem. Heck, my six months of lock-down were more tooth problems than a pandemic, so I understand if that is the issue. But the vet didn’t have much to say. She seemed to think Kali is healthy and I am sure even back in March when we took her, she was already a faux kitty.

So containers of food, containers of water, containers of kitty litter, and Kali the weirdest container of all, all are confusing as to how and why. Still, she is a container of love most of all.

 

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “container.” Use the word “container” any way you’d like. Or think about a container of some kind and write about it. Enjoy!


In answer to What Day Is It Anyway comes Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

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Per Linda:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “spay/splay/spray.” Use one, use two, use ’em all, it’s up to you. Have fun!

I think we live in Pet Sematary. Remember poor dead rooster? The one that the neighbor dug a grave for and buried? Yeah, rooster and his look-a-like hen were in the chicken coop this morning. They look a little worse for wear, but they are up and free-ranging, waiting for crusts of my breakfast toast. Not a lot of crowing going on. The growl wasn’t of a zombie rooster but his normal weird growl that I think is suppose to scare predators.

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Anyone hearing Twilight Zone or The Walking Dead music?

Speaking of the outside menagerie, When we moved here an orange cat came with the home. We couldn’t get too close. I don’t know if she was he or she. But without the bumps under the tail that our other ginger had before he was neutered, we had a neutered male, who we named Jasper. But if indeed she was she there would need to be a spay. On the stray. We finally decided she was she for lack of feline spraying. So we named her Jasmine.  Though we fed her. We never could get near enough to try to take her to a vet.

Five years ago Jasmine looked pretty healthy even though an outdoor feral. She didn’t wander too far from home and never seemed to bring home kittens. Suddenly this year a little gray cat/older kitten showed up on the back porch. Cutest thing ever! Much more friendly than Jasmine. Does tricks on the porch rails and curls all over you if you extend your hand. We’ve named this one Smokey. Again we assume this one is female. This one we may be able to capture and take in for spaying.

Meanwhile, it’s been over a month since we saw Jasmine. And the last few times I saw her she was in the sun but looking so old and tired. I so wish we could have made her more comfortable. Then we didn’t see her anymore. Is Smokey hers? I don’t know. My brother thinks they have similar faces. But I don’t see it. Smokey is longer fur and such a different kind of personality. So when quarantine is lifted we will have to get her spayed. I hope that by that time we will feel comfortable letting her stay inside for the winter. I can see it now all three cats and  Kali splayed out on my bed. I may never be able to get under my own covers! I wish I had a picture of her but I found this on Pixabay.com that looks a lot like Smokey.

The rest of–hey! It’s still Saturday! We celebrated number three son’s birthday by Zoom today. During that time all three offspring on the screen received alerts on their cells about rioting and calls for curfew in Reno. Wow! The tropes of the disaster movies flew through my brain. Luckily everyone I knew was already home and safe. Weird life in the days of #WhatDayIsItAnyway?

 

 

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