Sunday, October 11, 2015

Saturday, October 10, 2015

The first 3 eggs

I assume these are from Alice, since she's the oldest in our crew.  Two days ago I found the first one, yesterday the second, and this morning the third.  All left neatly in the middle of her nesting box.  She's such a good little hen.

Love, J

Monday, July 20, 2015

Ginny's major malfunction

Sometimes an animal in a shelter or sanctuary will treat you one way when you interact with them at the shelter, and then be totally different the second you get them home.

I remember this happening with every cat we had when I was growing up.  The cat we picked out at the Humane Society was never the same cat who came home with us.  The second their paws hit the floor in our house their true colors came out.

Ginny is the most extreme example of this phenomenon I've ever encountered.  And the weird thing is she continued to dupe us for a while before she decided to get real.

I'll admit, I brought her home from River's Wish based purely on her cute, cute, cute looks.  She is absolutely pint-size and has the snowiest white fur with calico markings.  Freaking adorable.

She was one of the only unpaired rabbits at RW, so I thought she'd be a good third wheel to the brothers.  They worry me sometimes because they are SO joined at the hip it seems likely that when one of them passes, the other will be so heartbroken he'll soon follow.  

(I have such a good life I can afford to worry about stupid shit like that.  Also I'm using "worry" in the loosest sense of the word.) 

At River's Wish, she cuddled right up under my chin and fell asleep.  And this behavior, which is basically my dream behavior of any animal because it satisfies some need in me that I am not at all proud of, continued for about six weeks.

 She took real naps with me.  It was crazy.

And then all of a sudden she just wasn't that into us.

She's become the frostiest most curmudgeonly tiny white rabbit you'd ever care to meet.  

She's like an adorable child star who knows how to trade on her good looks but is an utter brat.

And damn if I don't love her all the more for her aloofness.  It is so incongruous with her schmoopy exterior it's hilarious.

Also we thought she was still a baby when we got her but she never grew any bigger.

My little Ebeneezer Thumbelina.

Love, J

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Independence Day

The hubs has always and will always have to work the 4th of July.  So I have always and will always go to the Indians' game with my dad's family.  
Fair food
(20% watching the game, 80% visiting with Aunt Vikki)
Having to wait around forever for the fireworks to start
A pretty darn good holiday
A great first baseball game for the Kid

Love, J

Saturday, July 18, 2015

Homegirl meets the animals

I hadn't seen homegirl since she was actually homeinfant.  Nowadays she's living up to her name.  Her sweet mama came back from Sin City to run with her high school crew (and okay, her family too) for a little while and we hit River's Wish so E could meet the animals.

Kelly likes the goats and the goats like Kelly.

Gah - I haven't posted about RW since they took in Precious the sheep and her buddies.  Precious is the most aptly named animal in the world.  She was abused pretty horrifically before being rescued and is the most loveysquishybabydoll in all the world. 

I could show you a picture of us just like this from 15 years ago.  But it's in a scrapbook in some box in the basement, and I'm comfortable on the couch.  Another time. 

Kit's in the throes of auction prep right now.  I'm taking a break from it this year and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't glad.  I do get itchy to pitch in when I see the work going on, but that's not any way to cure burnout.  So this year I'll attend as a guest and I will eat and drink and bid my bank account dry.  It's gonna be good.

Love, J

Friday, July 17, 2015

Edible zucchini

Normally zucchini is not great.  But if you lay it in flour and fry it in a pan, then mmmmm.

I cannot explain why this photo is sideways.  But you get the gist.

Love, J

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Alice in my lap

I am first and foremost a weird rabbit lady.  But this little chicken has captured my heart.  I think if things had gone a little differently, I could have wound up a weird bird lady just as easy.  I think I'm just susceptible to weird (fill-in-your-animal-of-choice) lady-ness.

And then we tried to take a selfie, but neither of us are very good at it.

 Love, J