right this minute…
A two year old who loves her kitty more than she fears getting an occasional reminder that sometimes pets wear an invisible “do not disturb” sign around their necks.
The ridiculous Blue Jay that keeps coming back–terrorizing all the smaller birds–but lovely to watch anyway in all his enormous splendor. Seriously, this guy is a big as a chicken. He can’t even sit on the bird feeder because he’s too huge. Silly thing.
This gentle little lady who sits patiently till the blue guy leaves and then waits until all the little birds come back–before hopping down to join them. So sweet.
Yesterday’s pretty clouds that rained just enough to give us…
this beautiful rainbow. Do you suppose a pot of gold could be inside that building on the mountain? It sure looks like it to me. :}
That I was smart enough to take a picture of last season’s football donuts from Krispy Kreme, that the new guy behind the counter said he’d never heard of. Hmph.
Dude. Don’t mess with my football donuts!
That we have one of the biggest games of the year on Saturday–a sort of “Holy War,” if you will.
There will be NO wearing of red in this house I tell you.
Nachos at our place.
Chompy is learning to stay very still and just wait for those little birdies to come. That’s the big girl in her–and she does it well.
Now, if we could just get the two year old in her not to wait till they flock and then smack the window and shout, “BOO!” we’d be good.
One step at a time…
While Mommy was getting a few errands finished today–Chompy and I strolled down to the pet store–where she B-lines it straight to…the kittens. She loves them and this little guy loved her right back–through the glass.
I told her this little puppy was called a “Pug,” and she said, “I can like a Pud.”
She was a bit braver than I am about all the aquarium critters–that creep me out. She stuck her face right up there by a 90 foot Salamander. Blaugh…
Turtles are better…but still…I’m going to hang back here a bit.
Now we’re talking. Chompy and I love birds and this little blue lady was amazing. I always have this overwhelming urge to open all the cages and shout, “Fly…fly!”
But so far…I’m not brave enough…
to spend the night in jail.
These four baby love birds were so adorable all huddled together and timid.
This seems to be where we came in—doesn’t it? Chompy and her kittens. She said we need to come back tomorrow or the kitty would miss her and cry.
Of that…I have no doubt.
We’ve been pretty popular with the birds these days. They just flock to the deck like crazy, wild animals…ok, you know what I mean. Lately, we get dozens of the little critters every day…and all because I bought the wrong seeds. You see, I was in a hurry at the store and grabbed the first bag I found that said, “Bird Seed,” and bought it. But when I got home, I found the bag totally filled with black shelled sunflower seeds.
To my surprise, a whole different bunch of birds come around now. Normally, we have Starlings and Robins–that don’t want seeds anyway…they want my strawberries–and sparrows and finches–and an occasional dove or two.
But now–we’ve got very bold quail and blue jays coming right up to the windows to squawk when the feeder is empty..which is actually kinda scary, so we keep it full.
Ahhh…communing with nature.
and getting snubbed when the black seeds run out.
“Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? And one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.”