Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts

Saturday, January 15, 2005

The Sun Came Out to Play

Capricorn Bash 2005 is over--great friends, great food, and great fun was enjoyed by all. I got a Kibological selection of DVDs from Mr. B (Romper Stomper & Never Cry Wolf) and groovy slippers and art supplies (including a set of hole punches and a butt-load of various glues) from Mrs. B. We then adjourned for a silly-fest at Ms. K's house, where I laughed so hard I ended up with a sore throat. That sort of laughter is good for the soul.

And, guess what? The sky cleared up yesterday! It's pale blue today, but there isn't a cloud to be seen. We ended up getting a few more inches of rain on Wednesday night/Thursday, so the river is back up again. It's not as bad as it was last time, though, thankfully. It's supposed to crest Sunday, so I'm hoping I can get out and get some pictures. The poor folks in Spencer who live near the river haven't takend down their sandbag barricades yet. That's probably a good thing.

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Froggy Says: We Got 3" of Rain

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The sun came out to play, so I took some pictures of the dogs enjoying the good weather. They both came inside afterward with their feets caked in mud and huge smiles on their faces. The wee critters were out and about, taking advantage of the good weather, too, and providing lots of entertainment for the dogs. Work on the Moon Crater continues.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Moon Craters, Biteyface, and One 'Possum

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Biteyface! Note the huge crater in the background. (And, no, Harriet's not bossy. Much. Elliott doesn't mind, though. He loveloveloves his girldog.)

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Harriet digging her Moon Crater. She was very pleased with herself and I have to say, it's kept her entertained for hours. I don't think they've caught anything from the crater, but hope springs eternal. It's a now good 20' across and growing daily.

Note the Action Ears (with patented Flying Technology[tm]) in the left-hand photo. Harriet really believes in throwing herself into her work.

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Harriet's wee baby 'possum. I couldn't tell what she was doing. She spent a half an hour or so carefully pushing all the surrounding leaves and twigs on top of it. I'd really like to know why she covered it up so carefully instead of eating it. You can see how nicely the grass has been smoothed toward the 'possum.