'Cause we never see this much "snow....snow....snow....snow....snow!"
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
So...he's in the living room singing a Beatles' song. Not a rare occurrence in our house.
And I sneak around the corner with my little digital camera to record him.
He's a singing businessman. Cool.
He FINALLY gives me permission to post it here.
Mainly because of the previous Blackbird post and a couple of pictures I took today of blackbirds in the snow.
And my constant begging: but please, it would be so cute, let me put it up, you sound great, come on, please, please, please.....
So I present you
And here are the blackbird photos that helped me BEG for that beautiful serenade:
A visiting flock taking off.
Some stayed behind.
And let me tell you. The blackbirds were NOISY! They were not "singing in the dead of night."
They were cackling in the bright of day.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Now that we are back (and hustling and bustling) we have learned that our house wasn't as vacant as we thought.
There is a "family" of birds that moved in. They have been living up on an upper deck at the back of the house. They have been living up on our rooftop. They have no desire to leave.
You can always find at least one up on the chimney cap.
What are you doing up there???
Strudel-Noodle barks and barks and barks. She goes particularly crazy when they are up on the deck rail.
And by the way, YES. They are messy!
When Strudel barks up at those big birds, they stare down at her. They don't flinch. Not a bit. Somehow they know they are safe.
At our last house, it was the crows in our yard that used to drive Strudel crazy: she absolutely, positively HATED those crows. Here, she has transferred that hatred to these big birds on top of our house.
The other day Strudel found a feather from one of these birds that had fallen to the ground. She went wild. She was a thing possessed: she ripped it to smithereens. I could hear her "mind chatter": "Take THAT! And THAT!" Strudel, Honey, calm down...
Then Hubby brought out an old BB gun that had been buried deep in our pile of stuff in the basement. You know I'm an animal lover. This just wasn't going to work for me. I couldn't let him use it. Honey, calm down....
I want them off of my deck and rooftop, but....
So I've got to come up with a friendlier way to discourage these birds. They are making a mess on the top of the house and on the rails of my upper deck.
These birds are called turkey vultures.
I photographed these turkey vultures on a walk a while back.
Anybody know how to get rid of big birds on your house???
P.S. Just glanced out the window...It's snowing in Dixie. WooHoo!
Gotta chase that JOY, y'all! Rebekah
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
2. Blue has lived his whole life in a no-kill shelter. In a pen. In a cage.
3. That means that Blue had never seen the night. It frightens him.
4. That means that Blue has never lay down or slept on a sofa. He rolls off.
4. Blue has incredibly soft fur. I've never felt such soft fur on a short-haired dog.
5. Blue has one brown eye and one eye that is exactly one-half blue and one-half brown. I'm guessing that's why he was named Blue.
6. Blue has a sweet, sweet disposition.
7. Blue is getting the house-training thing down. Strudel-Noodle is an excellent teacher.
8. Blue is snuggly. With me. With daughter. With Hubby. With Strudel. Not with the cat. Yet!
9. Blue is not blue. In fact, he's the opposite of blue.
10. Blue is full of gratitude.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
No, we couldn't get out of town to play in the snow this past weekend.
But chasing JOY? We definitely did.
My daughter and I headed out on Saturday. One of our stops was the local pet store for some treats for our sweet Strudel-Noodle.
Do you know where this is headed?
Okay, so we go in and there, right in front of us, is the Humane Society.
Dogs that need a home.
Dogs that need a family.
And there was one. One who stood out from all the rest.
He was completely taken with my daughter. She sat on the floor to pet him; he crawled up in her lap.
To make a long, sweet story a short, sweet story: we left with Mr. BLUE.
Is he a cutie-pie or what??
Here he is heading home from the pet store.
Strudel has been playing with him since he walked in the door. I wish Strudel would give us a chance to play with him soon----
Keep chasing Joy, y'all! Rebekah
I want to hear from you!
Come over and tell us how you find JOY in your day.
My own plans to CHASE JOY fell through, but I found it right here at home.
I'll post about where I found it next time!
See ya at maryjanesfarm!