Columbus Zoo. Who hasn't?

Dad invited us, so graciously, to the zoo over the summer(2008). He is a cancer survivor and every year they have some sort of special event. It was really nice! We raced around trying to see everything. It was us 4, Dad, Missy and the kids. It was a really nice time...

Where's Dad's Phone????

I (Heather) was just talking to dad on the phone. He started freakin' out. He said he couldn't find his cell phone. Now, if you know my father... he's a very interesting chap! It doesn't take much to fascinate him and he hasn't always been up to date on electronic gadgets. Needless to say this was one of his first cell phones...
He checked his pocket, not there. He checked the table, not there. It took him all of 45 seconds to realize he WAS TAKLING TO ME ON IT!!! I just had to share it.

Early sign of alzheimer's/ old timers?

"Natural Stimulation"

This was a picture that I took of RéAnna on the day she turned 1 year old. I entered it into a contest and won. My photograph was published in a book of many photos. I really didn't expect anything to come of it. I just thought she was cute...

Talon's First Day of School! Sept. 12, 2008

Well, I thought it'd never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever...(you get the point) happen. But, it did. September 12th, 2008. Talon had his first day of kindergarten! His teacher's name is Mrs. Bohn (pronounced 'bone', which Talon loves. He said it's like Dinosaurs.) and she's really nice and Talon really likes her. She has an assistant teacher working with her, Ms. Turner. And boy does she need it. She handles 25! kids in her class. So, hopefully all will go well. Talon has his first field trip to a pumpkin farm October 3rd. We'll post some pics for that whence it happens.

Dogs!

This was another "older post" on my family site...

But, THEY'RE JUST SO SWEET!!!....

You know there was a time where I just wanted a moment to myself while I used the restroom, ya know, with having a husband and 2 kids. Now, I would love to be able to walk into a room without having my crotch sniffed! Let me start from the beginning. My kids (and husband) had been talking about wanted to get a pet for awhile. I said that if we removed the carpeting and finished the hardwood underneath and got a couple of air purifiers I would consider. Well, we did... so, I thought we'd just get a cat. I like cats, you know. They come over to snuggle and then, when they're done with you, they go away and sleep all day. All you have to worry about is the litter (so, my naive mind thought) and I clean that thing 2x a day. Well, my friend had called me one day and said that the stray cat her mother had been feeding had just been hit by a car. Which wouldn't faze me so much, but she had just had a litter of kittens about 4 weeks before this happened and was keeping them under their hot tub. So, immediately I began thinking. I could come and see them and surprise the kids with a new baby kitten. I was doing the humane thing. I'm RESCUING! Not so bad, right? WRONG! The first day I brought her home, everyone loved her and wanted to hold her, she was adorable. But, I figured since she was a stray I needed to bathe her. So, I got on the internet (keep in mind, I've always HAD pets, but my parents did the 'caring' for them, and she was only 4 weeks so I was getting advice on how to bottle feed her and such) and there was a 'care for your kitten' site. It said that a kitten should be blow dried so that they don't get chilled and get sick. So, upstairs we went to wash the cute little furball. As I did the blow drying thing, I could tell she wasn't enjoying herself. However, no harm was being done... until she pierced my thumb with her cute little baby tooth! Okay. I can take a hint. However, ever since that, she has been like the cat from HELL! You know the expression "meaner than cat dirt". I'm thinking that's somehow connected to Lucy. Which, by the way, we named her after "Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds", now we call her Luci-fur! So, still just a kitten, we figured in order for her to release some of her aggression we'd get her a buddy. That's how we ended up with Sophie (which is my absolute favorite pet). Well, the first 3 days Sophie (which was an abandoned kitten I found on Craig's List) was with us, I really thought Lucy was going to hack her up and gobble her down. But, after the 3rd day they have been best buds. It was exactly was Lucy needed. Now she's still a witch to us, but her and Sophie are cool. I don't know why, but I still like that little heifer! That was in March-May of 2008. Well, it didn't take very long for the kids to figure out that cats "don't do anything" and I really didn't want a dog. Not just yet. Dogs require so much effort and I just got Talon and Ré BOTH in school. However, I was on Craig's List (D@%* you Craig's List!) and I happened upon these puppies and just mentioned to my husband that if I was to ever get a dog these would be the kind I would get. They were amazingly beautiful. Their mother was full-blooded Treeing Walker Coonhound and I guess their "dad" was a neighbor's (wink wink) Black Lab. There were puppies she had birthed. I was scared that if I didn't at least go and look at these that I may "pass up the only dog that's out there for me". (Stupid girl) So, we went to see them, long story short: adorable, piled high pot bellied puppies came to greet us, picked a beautiful gray one, owner (sad they may not all find a home) handed André a second one and said, "Buy one, get one free"! We were sooooo stupid. They were soooo cute! Who could say no to them? Well, if there was ever a moment I'd like to go back to... So, within a matter of 6 months we went from 12 years of having NO animals to having 4 animals, a chewed/tore-up couch, chewed up leather chair, an enormously large dog kinnel that has nowhere else to go except for my dining room, about 20 squeek toys and 30-40 dollars a month in pet food. Tell me again, why....

OOOHHHH, that's why...

My Heart Was Crushed!

I was just on one of my best childhood friends websites, you know just seeing what was new in her life, (and I probably shouldn't be doing this... I know it's gonna get me in trouble... letigo!) but I read a blog that she posted and I was so heartbroken by it.

So, you know I'm a J.W. and she was raised by Witness parents... As she got older she decided that it wasn't for her. Which is completely fine, people choose their own paths.

Okay. Here's a copy of her blog:

Knock, knock (Who’s there?)

Jehovah.

I just had a couple of Jehovah's Witnesses at my door. Some of you may know that I was raised by parents under the influence of that religion. It was kinda weird to be on the other side of the door. I let them ramble on for a few minutes; they seemed nice enough, but cut her off with "I'm not really interested" when she offered to leave an Awake magazine and come back later to talk about it. Should I have told her about my upbringing and how I never believed any of the stuff that church tried to brainwash me with? Probably not. It wouldn't have made any difference with her. Or maybe they would have put me on their "do not call" list. They actually have one of those. Eh. I'm glad that I'm a grown-up now and I don't have to let an organization make my life decisions for me.

~ Then here were some of the comments:

*Heh. That happened to me once. I didn't answer the door. :) Posted by lydia on Saturday, August 30, 2008 - 3:08 PM
* I was tricked, because I was expecting someone else. So when my buzzer sounded, I thought it was my friend. Oh boy, was I wrong... Posted by Naomi on Sunday, August 31, 2008 - 12:12 AM *i just tell them i'm an atheist. if that doesnt work i invite them in for pasta...in my shower. that usually does the trick. Posted by Lettus on Saturday, September 06, 2008 - 3:48 AM

Okay, now, I'm trying not to take things personally and when I see us being made fun of by comedians or on TV, I actually find it somewhat humerous... You know, at least we're known for going door to door. Jesus did the same thing and was chastised. So, I'm cool with it, too. But, this was my dearest childhood friend. Now, I could go on an endless ride that would list the many things she's done in her life that I've worried about. Some were down right dangerous. But, she's my friend and I'm NO ONE to judge, I've got my own list, ya know.

But, I feel so slandered by her. It's one thing to say, I'm moving on. It's another to talk about "brainwashing" and what not... And that's still her family! Who have done more than most families would do for someone.

So, of course, I had to leave a message... and I probably should have let it go. It's not my site. She can say whatever she wants. You know, if she was talking about me... I'm not so sure I'd care as much. Well, anyway... this is a copy of the comment that I posted:

Do you really feel you were brainwashed by "that religion" that you couldn't make decisions on your own or that maybe you just had strict parents? Whether you were raised Catholic, Buddist or with no "religion at all" you'd still have something to complain about b/c you hated how your parents "controlled" you. Your dad would always be just that, your dad. It wasn't the "religion" that caused him to be a jerk to you (as you've mentioned to me more than once, twice or thrice). He was just a jerk! You know the funny thing is that we've never hurt anyone and the society really tries to teach us how to be peaceful people. If you have a bad apple, does that mean the whole tree's rotten?

Sometimes when we "grow up" it's nice to let things go. And if you were an athiest, I'd still love you and I would never judge you for your decisions the way I get judged for mine... Truly "happy" people always seem to find time to bother themselves with the lives of others and chastise them for their decisions, even tho they wouldn't want the same in return. Did you ever think that these "Jehovah's Witnesses" may have liked to make other plans for their Saturday afternoon/morning? Maybe spend time with their family or take their kids to the park or "wait on someone else" to come over and visit them? Maybe they'd just like to sleep in one day, but they didn't. Instead they VOLUNTEERED (that means "not getting paid for" what is being done! The only motivation is compassion for others...) their time and resources just to offer an encouraging word to someone (obviously it wasn't you) who may have been really needing it...

You know, I'm sure that my grandmother will never accept "those beliefs" as her own, but she absolutely enjoys it when they come to "visit her" b/c for that day, that may be all the company she gets. She has family members that literally live within walking distance that don't even CALL her, but she knows that when they (JW's) say they'll come, there they are. They don't ask for ANYTHING in return from her, no money, no commitment, half the time she doesn't even take the literature. But, as long as she's still willing to open her door and would like to talk, they'll keep coming back... I'm sorry I've rambled on. You know I love you, Naomi. I'm just a little hurt. And I've had a little too much coffee! But, I feel the need to defend this issue... I know this is just your thoughts. And maybe you never thought I'd see it, or maybe you knew I would and didn't care. That is still your family. I am sooooo glad that you've found the love of your life and true happiness. Why do you still bash us? And didn't you just go to the Kingdom Hall with your family recently? Why? You've never been one to do something you didn't want to. You know, when your parents get Maddie, they always bring her to the hall and she's so popular with all of the kids that she's always being invited to someone's house. Do you think we "brainwash" her? She had a blast at the tea party. She comes to my home and she's "another one of MY kids". I just don't understand... I'm sorry. I truly am. Please forgive me for spewing my guts out on your site. I do love you... Posted by Lady of Ire! on Tuesday, January 27, 2009 - 2:22 PM

Jokes? Got any?

Much of our time is "go go go", so one of our favorite things to do is sypher through wholesome riddles and jokes and see if the kids know. It's really great when we're dining out or in the car or whatever. The kids love it, but I must admit, I think it's histerical! I have a few, does anyone have any more?


RIDDLES
1. What occurs once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in an hour?

2. What can you catch but not throw?

3. What gets wetter the more it dries?

4. Forward I am heavy, backward I am not. What am I?

5. The man who bought it doesn’t need it. The man who needs it doesn’t know it. What is it?

6. What goes around the world but stays in the corner?

7. Light as a feather there is nothing in it. The strongest man can’t hold it much more than a minute. What is it?

8. What object has keys that open no locks, space but not room, and you can enter but not go in?

9. The more you take, the more you leave behind. What are they?

10. No sooner spoken than it’s broken. What is it?

11. There is a thing that nothing is, and yet it has a name. It’s sometimes tall and sometimes short. It joins our talks and joins our sports, and plays our every game. What is it?

12. Pronounced as one letter and written as three. Two letter there are and two only in me. I’m double, I’m single, I’m blue, green, and gray. I’m read from both ends and the same either way. What am I?

13. We are little creatures; all of us have different features. One of us is set in glass, one of us you’ll find in jet. Another you may see in tin, and the fourth boxed within. If the fifth you should pursue, it can never fly away from you. What are we?


Did you get any? Well, here are the answers:

1. The letter M
2. A cold
3. A towel
4. A ton
5. A coffin
6. A stamp
7. A breath
8. A keyboard
9. Footsteps
10. Silence
11. Shadows
12. Eye
13. The vowels A, E, I, O. and U"


Here's another one:
Q: If a plane crashed on the border of England and Scotland, where would they bury the survivors?
A: you don't bury survivors

Q: Twelve pears hanging high, twelve men passing by, each took a pear and left eleven hanging there. How can this be? How can eleven pears be left?
A: 'Each' is a mans name!

Q: If there's a frog, dead in the centre of a lilypad which is right in the middle of the pond, which side would it jump to?
A: neither, the frog is dead!

Q: You're a bus driver. At the first stop 4 people get on. At the second stop 8 people on, at the third stop 2 people get off and, at the forth stop everyone got off. The question is what color are the bus drivers eyes?
A: The same as yours, you're the bus driver.

Q: David's father has three sons : Snap, Crackle and _____ ?
A: David

Q: What has a mouth but doesn't eat, a bank with no money, a bed but doesn't sleep, and waves but has no hands?
A: a river.

Q: If the red house is on the right side and if the blue house is on the left side where's the white house?
A: Washington DC

Q: A cowboy rode to an inn on Friday. He stayed two nights and left on Friday. How could that be?
A: His horse was called Friday.

Wise ol' Heather. Age 30...

Well, I've had many firsts over the last couple of years... Mostly thanks to my children. Well, 2 years ago was a new first. ReAnna's 2nd grade teacher was 3 years my junior! Never had that happen before. I began with a very skeptical attitude, but it turned out to be a very pleasant year. She was just amazing, not only with my baby, but great with all of the others, too. I truly have a place in my heart for this particular teach b/c she really helped to set the foundation for the attitudes of the children towards ReAnna's religious beliefs.

Well, she has recently (last few months) had a baby girl of her own. Going along with all of the stresses and worries, I gave her a bit of unsolicited advice.

Here goes:

Teacher wrote: February 27 at 6:40pm "Thanks for the websites...I will check them out out... and I know what you mean about feeling like I am doing everything wrong. Does the worrying ever go away?

I hope I get to have Talon in class.

Sounds like you are busy with puppies! Mine our driving me crazy..I feel like I have 3 children!
I need to post pics of (baby)...although recently an administrator told me that teachers should not have facebook pages. OOPS! I love this, it has helped me reconnect with people I have not heard from in years.

Sounds like (baby) needs me! More later! So good to hear from you! Molly:)"

Then, I wrote:
"Well... the bad news is: the worrying never ends. The good news is: the worrying never ends. It's just like the stages of your child's life. You trade one stage in for the next. Ya know, like... crying for sassing. As they grow, they prove that they're not as fragile as we think. I remember when I had Ré. I went over to a friend's house that was selling a product and I was supportin' the cause, blah blah blah. Well, she had a lady that was attending also. She was a very kind lady, and it shocked me to death to find out that she had birthed 8 BABIES! She looked GOOD! Well, so I figured she knew what she was doing when she asked to hold my precious gem... She threw her around like a rag doll. Ohhhh. It was so hard to bite my tongue, thinking every swing on this lady's hip would be Ré's last bit of survival. But, ya know... Ré (who didn't go to many others at first) was so unbelievably comfortable with this woman. Now, she was only about 2 months old. Ya know, the times before there's much neck strength. But, she was just fine. Our kids tend to show us that they'll be fine.. We just choose not to see it right away. There's also a whole lotta hormonal crap that goes on initially. I had post partum with both of mine. Once I found out that many women dealt with it, I was able to think rationally about it. I noticed this overwhelming feeling of "aloneness" (even if my husband was sitting right next to me!) towards the evening hours. So, I would make sure that I was home and comfortable around that time. I tried to talk to hubby about it, but I truly think they go through some stuff, too. He used to cry b/c everytime he'd want to hold the kids (when they were new) they'd cry. They only wanted me and he felt he 'failed as a father'.... Ya know.. when you're pregnant there are so many things people tell you..."Get plenty of sleep now, you won't have any when the baby comes" (yeah right. were they ever pregnant. I didn't sleep for about 7 months b4 Talon came along. And the lack of sleep didn't bother me as much as the "crying and I'm not sure why" sinarios.) or blah blah blah "poopy diapers"... There are 3 main things noone tells you: 1. They've been in you for 10 months. They only know and want YOU! Your smell, feel, sound. UGH! Don't feel bad dads, it does go away. It has nothing to do with their lack of skills! 2. It doesn't last forever. Sometimes you feel that this is what you'll deal with the rest of your life. Nope. They grow. You never hear anyone say that. "Guess what. Your daughter is going to be a fourth grader!" and 3. You'll be an amazing mother. Noone says that. They tell you all of the things that they did wrong or express their unsolicited opinions of "not to have any". Never, "Man. I couldn't have picked a better mother for a child." If you heard that stuff, koodos to your supporters. So, I always try to remember that kinda stuff when I get my chance to talk to the mommies. Motherhood is THE MOST EMPOWERING THING YOU WILL EVER DO WITH YOUR LIFE! That lack of confidence you feel... that's the sign letting you know, you are doing everything just right! It's one of those hine sight things. You won't see it just yet. But, like I said b4... we try hard not to scar them for life or screw them up, we end up doing more harm than good, yet, they turn out absolutely fine! We care. We try. We love them to no end! They drive us nuts. We want to throw them out of the window or drop them off at the local shelter. But, they turn out fine! ... and the best part! They LOVE us! (Until 13 when they think we are no longer the smartest people on the planet! LOL. You wait. It won't be long b4 Averi looks up at ya and says, "Mom. You're so smart." When she does, record it... for proof! :-) Anyhoo, did I ever mention that I tend to talk a lot?... I'm sure you never noticed when you had Ré...;-) I truly hope you get Talon. I just hope his desire to learn isn't entirely demolished by then! I just never remember being in K and telling my parents that I didn't want to go to school... oh, well.

Well, I'll let you go. Take care of yourself, first! It's not selfish. It's the most loving thing you can do for her. I didn't realize that until I was ready to leave!!! Not that I EVER would have.

Oh, yeah. Also, hold her as much as possible. That whole cry it out crap and holding a baby spoils her is a bunch of B.S. They become much more comfortable with you and then before you know it, they can sleep anywhere. They develop that comfort and confidence that you'll give 'em what they need right away. Again, unsolicited advice. Never listen to other people... including me! ;-) It's called "instinctive parenting". It's the best kind. Most tried and true. Ask you grandmother!"

"P.S. Oh. And the facebook thing... It's not wrong for a teacher to have one. Just don't post any NUDES and show them to the students! LOL What morons!"

So, yes, I know... a very long-winded use of a platform that I have only stood on for a few short years. But, I do have to admit, it can be very invigorating to share just a little something you've learned with another woman. What do you think?

Out of the mouth of babes!

I've got a feeling I'm going to write a lot of blogs similar to this one... Oh, where do I begin?... So, you know my kids... they're very interesting and funny and 100% honest (well, except for Talon... he's realized sometimes when he tells the truth, it gets him into trouble... Ré on the other hand constantly tells the truth, even when it's to her deficit:-/ ).

Well, anyhoo... I'm getting the kids up and ready for school this morning. The kids are sitting on my bed talking, when Talon says, "Mommy, what's 'classic' mean?" So, I proceed to explain that it involves things that are old, but good; tried and true. Something that was invented, sung, driven, written, or made a long time ago and has proven it's test of time. It was such a great thing way back when that it's lasted or stuck with us up to now. I thought it was a pretty good question and I was really impressed with my answer, b/c Talon seems to ask these intriguing questions that I never really thought about. RéAnna always asked questions about life and reality, sometimes it was difficult to explain, but for the most part I simply overwhelmed her with the knowledge I carried.

Talon on the other hand asks things like, 'how does the picture come on the tv?' or 'why did dinosaurs eat meat when Jehovah made them to be nice?'. You know, stuff that I really don't know quite how to explain to a 5 year old boy that seems to maybe not be listening to me anyway, I just take for granted that someone else figured it out.

Well, after about 10-15 minutes of me fixing my hair, I hear Talon holler from the bedroom, "Mom! You're Classic!" .....hhhmmmmmm???? Then, I hear RéAnna yell back, "Talon. You just called Mommy old! I mean she is up there and she knows quite a bit..."

Thanks Guys! Now there was something else that happened this morning... Something Ré did that was funny... I just can't remember what it was... GGGRRRRR!!! Maybe I am getting old... UGH!

Circle S Pumpkin Farm Field Trip

This is Tyra!

Another mother volunteer walking with her girl.


My Guy, Taligator!

Going on the hay ride!

Back in the classroom.

Not in any kind of order...

This is a class picture with assistant teacher, Ms. Turner. She was excellent! We miss her very much.

Talon and Sarai, Amari's sister that's 'helping'.

On the bus!

Talon had 2 firsts today!

One was his first field trip.

The other was his first ride on a school bus!

He went to the Pumpkin Farm and rode a hay ride, got lost in a maze of haystacks, played in the barn full of hay and slides, sat on big fat pumpkins and picked his own pumpkin.... I'm pumpkined out!

Yes, I volunteered... yeah, speechless... I'll keep my comments to myself. This day was about Talon! Gosh, he had so much fun and it was a gorgeous day to do it!

FYI

Just wanted to let everyone (probably only me) that reads this that I'm in the process of transferring my easysite info from there to here. So, I'm copying and pasting some of my easysite posts to this site. Why? Easysite costs, blogger doesn't. Hopefully blogger will stay around for a long time and I won't lose my information, but what can ya do. We're poor. Free's my favorite price. So, you may see some repeat blogs, but I wanna set this site up and it looks kinda naked!

Talon'thh toooottthhhh finally came outh!

Yes, sir. Finally, my 5 year old son has lost his first tooth. And the way it happened was toooooth classic. He had been working with the thing for a little while now.... back and forth, tooth and fro. Well, while he was in my bedroom he became frustratedly angry with his sister and bit the corner of my bed and out it came... Silly boy. So, then I explained to him that every time he bites something that's not food he's going to lose a tooth! I wonder if he believes me....

Canasta is sooo much fun!!

Canasta is great!
I don't know why it's taken me so long to learn this game, but I'm hooked. My mamaw (Nellie Pritchard) just taught me. Man, I don't get it... but, it's so addictive! Every time I play (all 4) I get smashed! The worst one was when I was teaching my friend Cyndi and she doubled her score in our second hand and KILLED me! It was her first time! And I (even tho I didn't know what I was doing really) was supposed to be teaching her. Is it possible to enjoy something so much that you are simply incredibly terrible????

RéAnna's first talk: "God has a name"

RéAnna had her first public talk in the Ministry School. It was entitled "God has a name". She did such an awesome job! I'm so glad that there's just some things she gets!

For those that couldn't see it -b/c you live over 500 miles away:-( - here's her outline. (BTW, I was her householder. Her setting was witnessing to her music teacher at school. She was working on the first point of counsil: Accurate Reading.)


R-Hey Mrs. Hurt.

M-Hello RéAnna. We missed you at the winter play last night. What happened to ya?

R-Oh. Well, on Tuesday nights my family tries to do our family worship together.

M-What does that mean, ‘family worship’?

R-It’s where we all sit down and study subjects that are in the bible and learn about Jehovah.

M-Oh, okay. You know, if you don’t mind my asking, why is it that you always Him that? I mean no offense, but why don’t you just call Him "God" or "Lord".

R-Actually, I’m not offended at all. I’m glad you asked me that question because we just talked about his name a little bit last night and I wrote a few things down that I wanted to remember… One of the points made was that there are scriptures in the bible that tell us that God named the angels, he named the stars, Adam and Eve, and he even gave Adam the job of naming the animals. You can read that for yourself at Genesis 2:19.

M-reads Genesis 2:19 - 19 Now Jehovah God was forming from the ground every wild beast of the field and every flying creature of the heavens, and he began bringing them to the man to see what he would call each one; and whatever the man would call it, each living soul, that was its name.

R-So, do you think that it would make sense that God would probably have a name too?

M-I don’t know… It’s God. Does He need a name? He knows who He is.

R-Do you think that God has feelings like we do?

M-Sure. I think He gets mad and feels love and joy. I do know that we were made in His likeness.

R-You know, the other day I saw my first grade teacher at Walmart and she didn’t remember my name, and I was kinda bummed out. How do you feel when someone that you haven’t seen for awhile remembers your name?

M-I do feel kinda special. Okay, I see your point.

R-We also talked about a scripture at Isaiah 42:8. Would you like to read that?

M-reads Isaiah 42:8- "I am Jehovah. That is my name; and to no one else shall I give my own glory, neither my praise to graven images. Hmmm. I don’t ever remember reading that.

R-I’m also sure you’re familiar with the Lord’s Model Prayer. Let’s look at it again… Matthew 6:9.

M-reads Matt 6:9-"YOU must pray, then, this way: "‘Our Father in the heavens, let your name be sanctified.

R-I learned that here Jesus is telling us that God wants us to know He has a name and that we should tell others His name…

M-Well thank you for sharing what you’ve learned with me.

R-That‘s no problem. I probably should be getting to class, but I did want you to know that I have a magazine at home that talks all about God’s name, Jehovah. It will help you look in your own bible and see what His name is and why a lot of bibles don‘t use His name in them. I could bring it to you tomorrow if you’d like.

M-I most definitely would. That’d be great! Thank you, RéAnna.


This was actually based on a discussion that RéAnna had with our neighbor. We catered it to fit her assignment. She was awesome! Did I already say that?

No more tubes! No more balls!

Well, we finally did it. Something we've longed for over the last 7 months! We got the kitties and pups fixed! Finally! Now, here lies the true test... Will they calm the friggin' heck down?! Well, it's only been about 3 days and so far not a big change. Their stitched and incisions look awful. I feel terrible for all of them, really. The female cats were placed on a hallucinogen so when they came to, Sophie (my sweet, loveable, kind kitty) was mad at the entire world! Not to mention she couldn't walk a straight line, something she prides herself on. Lucy (whom we also coin as "Lucifer, the demon cat from hades"! She likes noone! Well, I take that back. RéAnna won't put up with her aggressive crap and forces her to like her and André never gives her the time of day and she seems to flock to his legs whenever he enters the room...) seemed very loveable. Weellll, it's all wore off and they're back to their normal selves. Sophie won't stop nursing on my blanket and Lucy attacks me every time I get too close. The pups on the other hand... They act as though nothing ever happened. I have to force them to settle down. Mostly, they sit in their cage (under the doc's suggestion) for the first 5-7 days. Well, hopefully they'll stop humping everything, including each other!

Sunday Morning

Don't you just love that song? Well, so far we've lit the woodburner (not that we needed to... we just love the mood it sets... the weather has been so nice, warm enough to open a window, but cool enough to light the wood... aaahhh SPRING!), chased the dogs that broke through the screen on the back sliding doors (did you know that the body shape of a coonhound was built for speed?), got somewhat dressed to work in the yard (plantin' grass... no, not that kind... :-p you were thinkin' it!), assisted the children in making a mess by adding creativity to a pair of pants and a shirt (glitter, markers... turned out pretty cool), made sausage, biscuit, egg sandwiches for breakfast, steeped coffee, watched my husband get more than frustrated over our leaking faucet (that I'm pretty sure I broke... no cuss words yet... hopefully...), fed animals, used the potty, read an article on the net about a childhood friend that has been captured for a triple murder, listen to Talon whine about wanting cereal - again, and it's barely noon...