Pets
Amber, Bamber, Bambi, Bambalooface, That’s Silly!
We’ve been waiting for our dog, my dog, Amber, aka Bamber, Bambi, Bambalooface, to welp. She started today ’round eleven this morning. Earlier this week she let it be known that she didn’t like a plain box with a towel so I gave her one of my long pillows, I was tired of them and … Continue reading
Friends
My greymail scooped up the e-mail last week that announced the theme for this week’s header. I found out what it was on Monday. “Friends”. Well was a little late to call for a party and have everyone over for a big photo. Besides. There is not enough space on my header for all our … Continue reading
Cat Fights Vicktory Farm and Gardens Style
This photo story was not posed in any way by any of the humans that were witness to these silly cats. Besides, when has a cat ever done what you wanted it to? I’m not sure, but I think these cats need to know that this is not what I am paying them for. Oh … Continue reading
My Dogs Have Tissues
I know, I am famous for my misspellings. I freely admit that I spell like a frog on acid, the hippy-drug acid not the etch-your-glass acid. But the title is not a typo or misspelling. I know Dear Reader, you think that I mean to say that my dogs have issues. And as well you … Continue reading
Did I Have Oatmeal In My Mouth? But Before You Answer That, Call the Police, I’ve Been Robbed!
Okay, that was a long title. But this is a really long post, so it should have a long odd title. Dear Reader, please do not feel obligated to read it or even finish the whole thing once you start. I do not hold that you must belong to the clean plate club around here, … Continue reading
Ice Is Nice
Frozen weather meant that early Tuesday the girls went out and skated on the deepest pond on the farm. At one-ish when Steph (with the skates over her shoulder) brought the boys out to skate the moms decided that the deep pond was a little too scary. So we opted for the pasture pond on … Continue reading
This House is Crowded!
“Roll over.” “I was here first.” “Well this is where I always sleep.”When I got up this morning and stumbled into the kitchen where Dirt was making himself a sandwich. I heard the giggle of Anna’s doves. They came inside the night before only to go out briefly yesterday to fly in their aviary. The … Continue reading
If I Was Gunna Be In A Box….
I’d be like Purr Bob and get in this kind of box. I wouldn’t get in this kinda box…. And if I wouldn’t get in that kinda box but would rather be here instead, then why would I put something I spend time with, that I miss when it is gone, can’t really get into … Continue reading
Joining Others
In their slight jumps on the season. But I just couldn’t resist. Anna brought a little something in from the barn around mid-morning and it really needed a homey-home and what better than a Christmas basket, lined with a lovely plaid woolen and tied with a big bow. What was it that needed homey-home?Pippy and … Continue reading
Things In the Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear
PurrBob the hockey player It may appear as if I skipped a day but I didn’t because it is not a new day until I go to sleep and wake up again. So my computer may think it is tomorrow today but it is still today to me Why am I up so late? Because … Continue reading
