By Chris, on March 10, 2010, at 1:21 pm
Yesterday I was out in the yard just after dark and I became aware of a sound I couldn’t quite place, sort of a wet clicking or popping all around me. My first thought was “oh no it’s sleeting again” but I quickly dismissed that because it was waaaay too warm. It couldn’t be rain, I didn’t feel anything hitting me. Could I actually be hearing the trees and plants starting to grow….? OK maybe that sounded flat-out kooky. Maybe just light rain? No, nothing on the patio, nothing I could see in the pool of light below the utility lamp by the garage. Huh.
I decided it was so nice out that I’d do a few of my Qigong exercises while I was waiting for the puppy to go potty,* and as I stretched and moved, I kept listening to the soft sounds. Gradually I also became aware of subtle motion in the grass all around me. I hunkered down in a patch of light to see what was moving: it was an earthworm! It was halfway out of the ground and probing it’s way delicately around in the dead grass. There were dozens — probably hundreds — of them, all venturing forth from the dirt and creeping around. Those soft wet sounds I heard were the worms moving around. How cool is that? 
*Puppy? What puppy? You must have misread that part of the sentence. Maybe you need an eye exam? That’s right, move along, nothing to see here… 
By Chris, on March 8, 2010, at 9:18 am
An orange cat got hit and killed right in front of our house trying to cross the road. When Joy was leaving for work, she noticed a big bloody spot in the road in front of the driveway, then off to one side by the house next door’s mailbox, the cat itself. Poor thing… we bagged the cat up and Joy took it with her to the shelter. It made for sad start to the day. 
By Chris, on March 7, 2010, at 11:26 am
A) Emptied anal sacs of geriatric dog #1 (a rather invasive procedure which involves rubber gloves and vaseline) after witnessing her moonwalk her butt across the living room carpet – check.
B) Traced strange dead smell to geriatric dog # 2 and spent 20 min clipping, disinfecting, scrubbing, and removing bits of dead decaying papilloma growth from her head – check.
C) Opened first beer of the day immediately after A and B – check.
By Chris, on March 2, 2010, at 7:29 pm
The entire gallery can be found here.
Winter thought she wanted out…
…but changed her mind.
The snowcat was joined by a snowowl
if you look real close you can see our power lines – under the weighted hemlock branches.
neighbor’s house through the snowy fence
Even the abandoned rundown house next to us looks pretty in the snow
My favorite pic – one of our dogwood trees, as seen from below.
We ended up with eight inches and the snow was tapering off when it got dark. The roads are now clear. I am assuming at this point that I’ll be able to get out of here and get to Tennessee tomorrow but it should make for an, uh, interesting journey through Sam’s Gap.
By Chris, on March 2, 2010, at 7:02 pm
Lindsy turned fifteen this past month. The picture above is of her eating the last of the Pfeffernusse Christmas cookies from Trader Joe’s – we bought her a doggie cupcake from a local petshop but it was hard as a rock. She loves Pfeffernusse so that was probably a better ‘birthday cake’ for her.
She’s not doing real great these days. There have been several incidents where she couldn’t stand up, and she’s losing control of her bladder sometimes as well. She spends most of her time in a confused fog and it’s really sad to see that. She’s covered in huge lipomas and papillomas that keep getting infected and bleeding. Her appetite isn’t what it used to be, and we have World War Three with her over her ProIn pill (for the incontinence) every day. But she does still eat, and enjoys her bedtime cookie… I think we may be coming up on a hard decision soon, but we aren’t there just yet.
It just occurred to me that since we usually count our rescued animals’ birthdays from the date we adopted them, that Cricket had a birthday in January. Which one, is anyone’s guess. When we adopted her five years ago, our vet said she was at least ten — so I guess that makes her fifteen, as well. She’s doing pretty good, she got past that last bad spell and though her eyes are filming over now, overall she’s pretty spry, bad heart and all.
Simon will be nine this year… Olive will turn thirteen… how did everyone get so old?
Lindsy at a park in Garland, TX six years ago.
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