So how has your summer been? What do you like to do when you get a quiet moment to yourself?
Showing posts with label animal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label animal. Show all posts
hello.
How have you been? This summer has been busy and awesome, and it doesn't look like it's going to change anytime soon! Sometimes though, when I have a slow day and I can stop to play with my camera (and still try to figure out how to use it with all those settings and switches and buttons), read, thumb through old magazines looking for painting inspiration, watch Buffy on Netflix, or just sit outside with Flojo and watch the birds, it's nice, and I try not to think of all the work that's waiting on me...
So how has your summer been? What do you like to do when you get a quiet moment to yourself?
So how has your summer been? What do you like to do when you get a quiet moment to yourself?
Happy hatch day!
Happy Hatch Day to my beautiful, silly, playful, smart, loving, amazing baby, Flojo! Today is Flojo's 8th hatch day and I plan to give her all the treats she wants. I'd say I also plan to give her all the kisses she wants plus some, but that's actually every day. Here are some of the most stand out memories from these last eight years with my best friend...
1. When she was learning to fly, first she would take a little jump and flap her wings two or three times and seem so proud of herself even though she didn't go more than an inch or two; then a few days later, after she got the hang of flapping, she would do more flapping but end up going backwards.
2. The time (shortly after she was able to fly a foot or two) she quickly ran down Chris' arm, stole a marshmallow from his bowl of cereal and then flew with her stolen loot toward her cage. Until then we had no idea she could be so quick!
3. We were still hand feeding her when Easter came, so Chris put those little pastel plastic Easter eggs around her with one opened so it looked like she'd just hatched (second picture in this post).
4. The time she had to have Marvel Aid (bird medicine) which kept her up the ENTIRE night climbing loops in her cage, and every time she got to the top of her cage during a loop, she'd hang upside down with one foot, squeak a few times, then continue the loop. It's was a sleepless night, but she was feeling back to her old self in the morning!
5. Each and every time she falls asleep snuggled against my chest, every time she quietly whispers to me and rubs her cheek against mine, every time she gives me one of her sweet kisses, each time I get to rub her feathers and watch her eyes get sleepy, and every morning I get to wake up and see her beautiful face light up when she sees me.
1. When she was learning to fly, first she would take a little jump and flap her wings two or three times and seem so proud of herself even though she didn't go more than an inch or two; then a few days later, after she got the hang of flapping, she would do more flapping but end up going backwards.
2. The time (shortly after she was able to fly a foot or two) she quickly ran down Chris' arm, stole a marshmallow from his bowl of cereal and then flew with her stolen loot toward her cage. Until then we had no idea she could be so quick!
3. We were still hand feeding her when Easter came, so Chris put those little pastel plastic Easter eggs around her with one opened so it looked like she'd just hatched (second picture in this post).
4. The time she had to have Marvel Aid (bird medicine) which kept her up the ENTIRE night climbing loops in her cage, and every time she got to the top of her cage during a loop, she'd hang upside down with one foot, squeak a few times, then continue the loop. It's was a sleepless night, but she was feeling back to her old self in the morning!
5. Each and every time she falls asleep snuggled against my chest, every time she quietly whispers to me and rubs her cheek against mine, every time she gives me one of her sweet kisses, each time I get to rub her feathers and watch her eyes get sleepy, and every morning I get to wake up and see her beautiful face light up when she sees me.
turtle pee
do you have that one thing (or maybe a few things) that you love so much you can't pass up; no matter how much you already have, you just feel like you can't get enough? that thing for me is lace dresses. but something i haven't worn before is a lace dress with turtle pee...
jacket: american eagle // dress: h&m via ebay // leather belt: vintage, thrifted // sandals: kork ease // sunglasses: tumbleweeds // necklace: dinosaur toes // turtle pee: c/o eastern box turtle
if you've been reading my blog since last summer, you already know that i stop and get turtles out of the road. this little girl is the absolute smallest i've ever saved from cars, and i almost didn't see her! good thing for the tailgating state trooper behind me - i was forced to drive slow. she probably looks big in the picture thanks to my infant sized hands, but her shell was only 2" long! she was so cute i couldn't even remember where i put my key or how to start the ignition. and she was so cute i wasn't even worried about the fact that she peed on me - twice - and left a little puddle of turtle pee on my dress.
also, i'm so happy with the way my necklace turned out! i made two, and since i can't part with one, the other will be added to my shop sometime soon!
jacket: american eagle // dress: h&m via ebay // leather belt: vintage, thrifted // sandals: kork ease // sunglasses: tumbleweeds // necklace: dinosaur toes // turtle pee: c/o eastern box turtle
if you've been reading my blog since last summer, you already know that i stop and get turtles out of the road. this little girl is the absolute smallest i've ever saved from cars, and i almost didn't see her! good thing for the tailgating state trooper behind me - i was forced to drive slow. she probably looks big in the picture thanks to my infant sized hands, but her shell was only 2" long! she was so cute i couldn't even remember where i put my key or how to start the ignition. and she was so cute i wasn't even worried about the fact that she peed on me - twice - and left a little puddle of turtle pee on my dress.
also, i'm so happy with the way my necklace turned out! i made two, and since i can't part with one, the other will be added to my shop sometime soon!
i'm the stinky girl
how was your weekend? good, i hope! chris and i had a date night on sunday; we finally went to see dark shadows, had a nice dinner out, and ended the night with... a freakin skunk. i feel like i could so easily go worse-than-sailor-mouth with this because i'm so mad at kona i could scream, but i'm afraid you might not like me anymore (except caitlin who would probably love me more)!
at midnight, right before i went to bed, i let kona outside to use the bathroom (and left the front door open), went to the kitchen to get something to drink, and started hearing this awful hissing-type noise at the door. i just knew that kona had cornered some wild snake or critter on the front porch, and that i'd have to go out and try not to get attacked. but when i went to the door, i noticed kona was making that noise, like he was trying to get something out of his nose and mouth, and he was drooling like you've never seen. then, it hit me - like i was punched in the face by the incredible hulk - and i thought i'd puke. the skunk juice, sprayed right by the front porch, was without a doubt the strongest, most disgusting, burning smell i've ever had the misfortune of inhaling. within seconds each room of the house smelled so bad and so strong, that our throats and noses were burning even without inhaling. so we hurried as best we could to get together our pillows, blankets, and flojo, and run out to the camper where our respiratory systems could relax for the night.
i was so mad a kona i couldn't even put it into words. if you didn't know, we adopted him from the animal shelter a year and a half ago. he didn't have much freedom at his previous house as he was kept in a fenced in yard, so for the first few months he didn't know how to handle all of the space and freedom here on the farm. he now listens and won't chase after every moving thing he sees as long as chris and i are with him and tell him no, but because he saw a rabbit ONE TIME over a year ago one night when i let him out, he continues to shoot out of the door at night like a freakin bullet in hopes of finding an animal he can chase. sometimes i get really firm with him before i let him out because his ridiculousness irritates the HELL out of me! last night i should have known not to even let him out because he knocked me down trying to get to the door. but i did. and because he can't just act like he has a brain and leave anything alone, we now smell skunk, which i imagine will hang around for quite some time.
i didn't mean for this post to be so wordy! so this morning when i went to the grocery store to get the supplies for the de-skunking wash, i kept getting a whiff of skunk. i was so scared someone else would smell it as one of my big fears is being the stinky girl. you remember that one kid in class who always smelled bad and was dirty and no one wanted to get too close to? yeah, that was me. luckily i didn't personally smell like skunk, but when i opened my purse to get my wallet, i got punched in the face once more by skunk smell. i'm sure the people around me smelled it, and i just hope they don't remember me, because i do not want to be remembered as the stinky girl.
just in case you ever need to wash the skunk oil from your pet, here's the recipe, and it really works (because i just had to do it in may when my effing idiot of a dog was sprayed the first time):
-1 quart hydrogen peroxide
-1/4 cup baking soda
-1 teaspoon dish soap
-mix together and wash only the affected area. rinse. it may take two washes depending on the severity.
at midnight, right before i went to bed, i let kona outside to use the bathroom (and left the front door open), went to the kitchen to get something to drink, and started hearing this awful hissing-type noise at the door. i just knew that kona had cornered some wild snake or critter on the front porch, and that i'd have to go out and try not to get attacked. but when i went to the door, i noticed kona was making that noise, like he was trying to get something out of his nose and mouth, and he was drooling like you've never seen. then, it hit me - like i was punched in the face by the incredible hulk - and i thought i'd puke. the skunk juice, sprayed right by the front porch, was without a doubt the strongest, most disgusting, burning smell i've ever had the misfortune of inhaling. within seconds each room of the house smelled so bad and so strong, that our throats and noses were burning even without inhaling. so we hurried as best we could to get together our pillows, blankets, and flojo, and run out to the camper where our respiratory systems could relax for the night.
i was so mad a kona i couldn't even put it into words. if you didn't know, we adopted him from the animal shelter a year and a half ago. he didn't have much freedom at his previous house as he was kept in a fenced in yard, so for the first few months he didn't know how to handle all of the space and freedom here on the farm. he now listens and won't chase after every moving thing he sees as long as chris and i are with him and tell him no, but because he saw a rabbit ONE TIME over a year ago one night when i let him out, he continues to shoot out of the door at night like a freakin bullet in hopes of finding an animal he can chase. sometimes i get really firm with him before i let him out because his ridiculousness irritates the HELL out of me! last night i should have known not to even let him out because he knocked me down trying to get to the door. but i did. and because he can't just act like he has a brain and leave anything alone, we now smell skunk, which i imagine will hang around for quite some time.
i didn't mean for this post to be so wordy! so this morning when i went to the grocery store to get the supplies for the de-skunking wash, i kept getting a whiff of skunk. i was so scared someone else would smell it as one of my big fears is being the stinky girl. you remember that one kid in class who always smelled bad and was dirty and no one wanted to get too close to? yeah, that was me. luckily i didn't personally smell like skunk, but when i opened my purse to get my wallet, i got punched in the face once more by skunk smell. i'm sure the people around me smelled it, and i just hope they don't remember me, because i do not want to be remembered as the stinky girl.
just in case you ever need to wash the skunk oil from your pet, here's the recipe, and it really works (because i just had to do it in may when my effing idiot of a dog was sprayed the first time):
-1 quart hydrogen peroxide
-1/4 cup baking soda
-1 teaspoon dish soap
-mix together and wash only the affected area. rinse. it may take two washes depending on the severity.
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