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Totally uneventful week at Chez Tigre.
Eileen saw me petting SweetPea the other morning. She was amazed that she was so friendly. Said she thought SweetPea is about 6-7 years old but had never let her pet her. I think she’s thinking of the older kitteh I’ve seen SweetPea cuddling with. Methinks this other kitteh, who’s a little bigger than SweetPea, is her mother and is who Eileen is talking about. Except for their size difference they look like 2 peas in a pod. If I sleep in on the weekends SweetPea won’t wait for me to feed her. Still got a ways to go with her.
Maru and a string.
This is a really cute kitteh.
Valentine’s Day for da leopards.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
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<3′s to you SD
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone
and I do believe that’s my basement cat uptop there.
Isn’t that a gorgeous black leopard? I couldn’t resist.
Nylah…..sigh. What a lovely little kitteh. You have such a good heart, SD.
Happy Valentine’s day to all the little ones and their hoomans.
In elementary school we used to make and decorate “mailboxes” out of shoeboxes for our Valentine’s day party. The rule was that if you sent a card to one classmate, you sent one to every classmate.
How do those kids get to be soooo cute…Just wow and winsome….Thanks
Good Caturday, SD
I like kitten with lamb. That is a lamb isn’t it?
Reminds me of the Lion and the Lamb, laying together.
Thank you.
Would it be OK if we let the Basement Cat loose in the halls of Congress? That beautiful little Kitteh would straighten out those peckerwood MF’s in a heartbeat. And fun to watch? Oh yeah…
Hey Little Kitteh: It’s lunchtime and there’s Eric Cantor’s office…
Hi Om
I remember those shoe box valentine mail boxes. And, we gave each other a little paper valentine.
When my kids were growing up, the valentines got fancier and we tapped candies on them.
I wonder what they give to each other in elementary school today. A valentine with a memory chip of a video game or something?
Gosh, that sounds kind of cynical.
Back to the days of paper doilies and red construction paper.
Now, I sound like an old person.
Hmmmmm.
Hey, demi.
Nah, not old, but we sure have seen a lot of changes since those days..not all of them good. I would sure wish today’s kids the simple pleasures of making those little tokens and the smell of paste and the unforgettable sound of scissors going thru construction paper.
I like those days of construction paper, doilies and paste. Teaches us to be creative. Makes me wanna go out and buy a huge colouring book and the BIG box of Crayolas.
Those little candy hearts with mottos looked cute, but they tasted nasty, lol.
I think it’s a lamb. Either that or a wooly mammoth with a poodle cut.
heh heh heh
I’d send my grrrlfren’s 2 with him. Just to watch his back, ya know.
Here’s the story of K. Kitty.
Last week I mentioned that my neighbor was on a bix trip to L.A. A cat came up to the door where she was staying and walked right in when she opened it. She went out & got it some food.
That’s all the email said, except that the cat was grayish and reminded her of Cahnstance.
My neighbor is now home & I was able to get the whole story. She was staying in a Days Inn, on the first floor, for about 3-4 nights. The cat has apparently been frequenting the motel for about a year, and they named it K. Kitty. It comes around early evening and doesn’t have any trouble getting fed.
That’s probably exactly what Cahnstance did during the period she lived on the street.
And whoever asked me whether my neighbor brought it home, the answer is that she actually considered it.
Thus endeth the story of K. Kitty.
Paste was better tasting.
Bet you didn’t stay inside the lines….
People get surprised when they see cats come to me too. Melody was my grandfather’s cat and she and I became friends over a summer that I spent there, much to my grandfathers’ chagrin. She had never let him or Ruth touch her but when I returned three years later, she immediately ran up to me and jumped into my arms, purring. She wasn’t having any of my siblings though!
Happy caturday!
Some backup is always good…
Neko did something amusing yesterday. She leaped from my bed to my office chair and it starting spinning while she clung on for dear life. Hilarious!
I was sort of a neatnik, even then. Used to bother me when those tiny bits of doilie would fall out of the little cutouts and get all over my desk…. *g*
:)
Mares eat oats
And, does eat oats
And, little lambs eat ivy.
A kid’ll eat ivy, too.
Wouldn’t you?
(Hmmmm, was that a depression era song?)
Which brings up the question. What do wollymammoths eat?
Anything they want.
I have to think that that’s not uncommon. Great story, though.
Wonder what thing or combination of things makes some people so attractive to animals? Voice or smell or touch? Of course touch isn’t even possible if something else doesn’t make the connection possible….
Right. We now know of 2 instances. I think it requires a certain personality type of cat, one that is friendly and not afraid of humans. I do wonder if K. Kitty, like Cahnstance, had also somehow gotten separated from her original family, which could account for her human orientation.
Lookee here. Knock me over with a feather.
Oh, absolutely, ferals would eat food if ya put it out but they’d wait until there were no two-leggeds around. There are always exceptions, like SweetPea, but they’re rare.
When the temp drops and leaves start to turn at the end of summer, I still have the urge to go and buy a big, fat brand new spiral notebook and package of fine point pens.
I’ll bet. lol
Kitty-Go-Round. Did you hum some merrygoround music? Or, were you laughing too hard?
Neko! Whattacat!
Phoebe’s 2nd egg hatched this morning, just after dawn. Phoebe was on the nest, it was still pretty dark, she flew off and about 10 seconds later a couple pieces of eggshell appeared above the rim. A baby hummer with a shell hat. 2nd egg hatched while she was sittin’ there. Was great to see.
http://s4.zetaboards.com/Birds_of_a_Feather/topic/9391584/1/
Third vid down has the shell appearance.
I was laughing pretty hard at her. I’ve course I got the “I meant to do that look” when it slowed down enough.
Caterday: Where we all always learn some tings.
Next week I’ll be able to report on the following.
Tomorrow night, Cahnstance is having here first sleepover party involving a nonhuman. It is a 13-year old dachshund named Gwennie.
Ulster County Bee Club is hosting the author’s of The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Bee Keeping ( http://www.amazon.com/Complete-Idiots-Guide-Beekeeping/dp/1615640118/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1329070143&sr=1-1 ) and they are staying at my house tomorrow night. They never travel without Gwennie.
I have not met any of them but upon extensive conversation with my bee keeper’s girlfriend, we determined that, worst case scenario, Gwennie would be content to be in a room with the door closed.
I’m hoping, bc the dog is small, and apparently sedate (spends a lot of time in her carrying case), she & Cahnstance will actually learn to get along with each other during the evening. We’ll see.
Cahnstance is spoiled rotten, so her resentment at a nonhuman occupying her domain might not be so smooth.
And, you don’t believe that she has been practicing that move for weeks while you are at work?
LMAO! I don’t know, I have no kitteh cam.
Dunno but my vet calls it “the touch.” He doesn’t mean a physical touch but more a spiritual thing, I think. He says I have it with cats. I’ve been bitten by dogs before so my schtick ain’t so hot with them. LOL
A good wonder, that.
We’ve heard that animals can smell fear, yes?
Many years ago, my ex (the good one, not the bad one) husband had a cousin who we hung out with a lot. He did body work in his garage and had two Doberman Pinshers. Real junk yard dogs: Fender and Bondo. Fender was the male, a little larger, and my husband was absolutely panicked by the dog. On the other hand, Fender loved me and somewhere I have photo of him standing on his hind legs with his fore paws on my chest. The cousin was always very fond of me and I always thought the dog just followed suit.
I think persistence has a lot to do with it. Most people aren’t patient enough with them.
Sounds like an adventure to me. Break out the Orville Reddenbacher.
Basement of Fukushima Cat. Iz got a myootashun.
Anybody seen popeye lately?
They have one at “Out of Africa” here in AZ. It’s the most dangerous cat they have. Not only did he almost tear his female owner’s ear off once, he also almost overpowered his male owner. The way they tell the story, the guy was in the cage with the cats, and the leopard got him off his usual balance, and he fell backward. Just as he was considering himself a goner, two of the lions came over. The female lion laid down next to his “feeder” and the other ran the panther off. They always keep a very careful eye on him as there’s more of the wildness in him than in the other big cats, who have become more accustomed to dealing with their handlers. Don’t get me wrong; they’re all still wild, it’s just that some are more wild than others. Out of Africa is a wonderful place. You get right up close to the animals, but never too close.
LOL…
I’m better than average at getting along with most animals but I’m nothing phenomenal like some people. It’s sort of an affinity with them.
I emailed him yesterday. His response was that he’s been feeling poorly lately and is cutting back on some things. He said he hoped all would be understanding. But, he may show up to explain himself. :)
(I don’t want to sound too gossipy.)
Popeye99 or Popeye the Sailor? Think I saw our popeye yesterday in the comments but might have been Friday.
Ah, so. Mayhaps we’ll see him then.
99
We have emailed. I don’t think he would mind my saying that he is working through some health concerns.
Hej, Popeye, if you are out there *smile*. Take care, hope to see you soon.
Webinar and GA coming up.
Hope to bbl.
They decorate paper lunch bags for receiving valentines. At our school, the kids are asked to make homemade cards. Candy is not allowed.
It just goes to show you, anyone who has exchanged emails with some of us…You can run, but you cannot hide.
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I’m taking off to breeze through the outside world a little.
()()() Know what that is? Two hands clapping for your suggestion. Best thing I’ve heard since Thursday (?) when Papau reported that he won his small claims court case against BofA!
I just bought a couple boxes for the kids and, wow, they must have changed the recipe! I found them entirely edible.
That’s why I had to game out the worst case scenario. Cahnstance goes all halloween if she see’s Maggie (bee keeper’s dog) on the other side of the plexiglass door. But Maggie’s an all black German shepherd, so quite a bit bigger. Maggie has a great personality and just wants to make friends with Cahnstance, but Cahnnie doesn’t understand that.
SD, do I remember that you have a fave recipe for corn bread? I discovered that I have scads of cornmeal. Have tried two recipes. The first was bland, the second more interesting, but I’m looking around to try a couple more to see if there’s one I really like.
Hmm. Cornbread sounds good. All I have is course polenta, though. I wonder if I can grind it down a bit in the food processor?
Pretty basic.
1 cup corn meal
1 cup flour (whole wheat flour doesn’t work well, it’s heavy and overpowers the corn meal)
1 egg
1 cup milk
1/4 cup oil of your choice (bacon grease is the best)
3 tspns baking powder
1 tspn salt
Preheat to 425. Mix dry ingredients. Mix egg, milk and oil. Mix wet and dry ingredients until the batter’s smooth. I use a greased Pyrex pie dish to bake. You can also use a 9x9x2 baking dish. Bake 20-25 minutes.
For a moister cornbread use 2/3 cups milk, 1/2 cup oil and 2 eggs. Preheat and bake at 400 for 20-25 minutes.
I discovered an extra quart of cornmeal (that would make 2) in the back of my pantry, plus some extra in a small canister. It would take me about 16 years to use up that much. I gave one quart (put it in jars after I open the bag so the mice can’t get at it) to my neighbor, but still looking for ways to use what I have. I’m looking to make a pork chop stuffed with cornbread, fennel, prosciutto, other herbs, but then I’d make enough corn bread to have some just to eat.
Don’t know about the polenta.
Got the bacon grease. Looks like the recipe I made. Can’t remember whether I used whole wheat flour or not. That might have been the problem. Joy of Cooking also has a recipe using buckwheat flour, but I’m thinking that might also overpower the corn meal.
And if you’re looking for something a bit zestier, use the same recipe and add about two tablespoons of minced onion and about a couple of teaspoons of finely diced red and/or green peppers. Only use jalapenos if you want a bite to it. I also add a teaspoon of brown sugar and sprinkle some finely shredded monterrey jack or colbyjack cheese on top of cornbread muffins before they go into the oven. (That doesn’t end well when you’re making pan cornbread though, just fyi) The basic recipe is the same one I use though.
As much as I like polenta, it is too time consuming to make, especially for a weeknight. So, it sits in the pantry, taunting me.
Bacon grease should be melted?
Yes. That’s not an issue that has to be faced in Florida much though, I’m sure.
Heh. Sadly, I don’t have any bacon grease on hand. Mr. “cleaned out” the fridge which means a lot of useable ingredients are gone forever.
Think I’ll do some Hoppin John with the cornbread. No bacon, tho, only ham. I’ll let you guys know if polenta can be successfully whirred down into to cornmeal.
With the bacon my brother sends me from VA it takes 8 slices to make 1/4 cup grease. I usually make 4 slices so the grease goes into the fridge until I do bacon again. I usually make cornbread that day. Pour the hot onto the cold. It’s ready before I am to use it.
Hoppin’ John is soooooo good.
The second recipe I made had frozen, then thawed corn, creamed corn, and jalapenos in it. I put the jalapenos thru the garlic press, with no seeds. It had very little bite and I’m not sure I like the presence of all that actual corn. Made the ‘bread’ fall apart at the seams. But I did like the jalapeno addition, though it wouldn’t be right in the stuffing recipe for the pork chop. Would definitely overpower the fennel & other herbs.
Uh oh, lol! I tried to check back to Caturday from the webinar and I ….. Hit the cancel friendship button….again (cringe) !!!
HI all the Caturdeni-zens. I am listening to the webinar and reading about cornbread. . .I made some gingerbread last night and just ate some with the last of the whipped cream. Love that fat, not a bacon eater.
Love the leopard kissing booth. It reminds me of the cat circus: the people love it if the leopards kiss, and they love it just as much if the leopards jump on/pee on the kissing booth!
Cornbread in the oven. So far, polenta is working in the recipe, but I had to grind it in the spice mill instead of the food processor to get the right texture. Also, I’m being adventurous and using coconut milk for a little more sweetness and complexity. I used melted butter, although I meant to use half butter and half shortening… Black eyed pease are quick soaking.
Bacon is an expensive ingredient *unless* the bacon grease is saved for use as well. Being tight fisted with money, it’s a handy money-saving trick I’ve learned. I find bacon grease works best mixed with other fats because the flavor is so assertive.
I’m using this recipe. Do you have a go- to recipe for hopping John?
http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/emeril-lagasse/hoppin-john-recipe/index.html
I’ve got one that I’ve used a lot and now I can’t find the damn thing.
I wouldn’t use it if my brother didn’t keep sendin’ it to me. $30 for 3 packages of bacon. Granted, it doesn’t get any better than this:
http://virginiatraditions.com/
You’re making Hoppin John, right? I’ve never made it. The recipes I looked at online all include ham hock. Do you always have it in your freezer? I’ve never bought one.
I don’t care for ham hocks, so I normally substitute bacon, fried in the pan first and then use the grease to sauté the aromatics. Today I’ll substitute diced ham because I have some on hand.
Recipe up thread. I love the thyme in this recipe.
Thanks.
Winter CSA event includes organic meat producers’ tables. I’m sure I can get ham hocks there. (Next one in a month as last p/u was yesterday.)
I make pork shoulder with mashed pots and saurkraut once or twice/year. This year I’m trying to make my own saurkraut; just started yesterday so don’t know how it will work out.
With pork bone from shoulder, I make pork broth, then use it in soup, like 1000 bean soup (just exaggerating a mite). But thinking I might try ham hocks. Pig lady (heh) has pork jowls, bacon, pork chops etc.
Good afternoon pups, er, firecats,
Just back from the senior center and Mcat’s original owner where we visited for well over an hour. M, as usual was on her best behavior as soon as she was presented with lap to lounge on. Her favorite activity. Not to much whining on the way there. I think she knows it was Sunday and we were not heading to the vet. Ha!
Repost from above, sorry I forgot to refresh the page before posting the comment.
Good afternoon pups, er, firecats,
Just back from the senior center and Mcat’s original owner where we visited for well over an hour. M, as usual was on her best behavior as soon as she was presented with lap to lounge on. Her favorite activity. Not to much whining on the way there. I think she knows it was Sunday and we were not heading to the vet. Ha!
That’s so sweet. I hope somebody like you comes to wherever they put me some day. *g*
With black-eyes I prefer to use a hunk of salt pork but will use a ham hock if salt pork not avail. Bean soups I use a ham hock for the marrow.
Sauerkraut is picked, not fermented, right? In my college days I used to make home made kim chee.
You are waaaay more adventurous with meat parts than I will ever be. I’d be a vegetarian if I wasn’t surrounded by y chromosomes. Have you seen larue’s recipe fore demi glacé? He was a pro saucier, IIRC. I’ve never gotten the bones required for it but long, complicated recipes, especially obscure ones catch my eye. Not that I have time to cook much any more.
Hi, everybody. Late, late, late. Just because I’m still coughing myself silly, woke up early, watched a little UP with Chris Hayes, fell asleep gain til 1:30!
wondering if kittehs raided food bin while I slept…they didn’t eat that much of what I put out on the plate.
The Nylah vid didn’t work for me! I haza sad. Laters, I hope.
The thought of marrow disgusts me. I know it’s a delicacy, but…
I’ve mentioned before we got M when her owner had a stroke about 6 yrs ago now. We were out in the main lounge area with quite a few other people who were watching a movie, but M had the added delight of sitting in a lap about 5 feet away from the tropical bird habitat (glassed and screened, floor to ceiling with about a dozen parakeet sized birds flitting around.
tejana,
I’m getting a bit worried about your health situation. That cough’s been with you about a week now, hasn’t it? I hope you have another treatment option available if it doesn’t start improving quick.
Awwwwww…
Yes, I share your concern. Teja, have you seen your doctor yet?
Yeah, it’s over a week. I’m gonna have to break down and see the doctor. But, I’ve been dealing with this since about age 12…its normal course takes about two weeks. Sometimes less, but that’s usual. Still, if I can get myself up early enough, Ill go ask for the modern meds ( I have some, but not the big guns, the steroids in pill form)
But thank you. The other thing about this cough – it’s so loud and deep it frightens people who hear it. In college, people came from the other end of the dorm hall to see if I was dying. Once the RA got worried enough to send me to the infirmary. But with one exception, when it did turn into pneumonia, I always survive. this time, there’s been almost no fever, so no pneumonia.
Hi, ysp-see above. My mother called today…I told her about Suzanne, and that I don’t feel so bad in comparison…even she recognized that it’s the ol’ familiar cough, so she didn’t scold much.
The cats apparently think I’m improving. Pushy didn’t bring me any toys at bedtime all week, until Thursday or Friday.
This is what I woke up to yesterday morning:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/tej_na-sana/6861089421/in/photostream
He’s so cute. Waits till I’ve been in bed a few minutes, then approaches, making his little “I have a toy!” mews, and drops it..out of reach, of course, and gazes up at me.
Thanks for the personal update. Something you’ve gone through before and understand. Just concerned and wishing you some very quick relief.
Awwww, look at that face. Doesn’t look like he’s missin’ many meals. LOL
And for SD, here’s Smoodgie last week: I had set her bed, damp from rain, on the lawn chair until I could get the dryer (it was occupied), when I looked out and saw she was in it, on the chair.
Eventually, I got the towel dried, but I put it back, because she seems to like it where it is.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/tej_na-sana/6861077249/in/photostream/
Ok, you know how your lungs operate than we do, but take care of yourself.
Pushy is a neatnik, I see, lining his toys up in a neat row. That’s the cat equivalent of alphabetizing yer cd’s.
Could just as well be a line of little rodents he is just dropped for your approval. That’s what M would do. Toys not so much.
Well, y’know, he’s so black, you don’t see detail on him much, but yes, I’ve cut back some on what I feed them just this week.
I started giving Smokey can food because he was scrawny and his coat was thin. Well, since I don’t have a good way to separate them while eating, I added a small spoonful to Pushy’s and Squeaky’s plates, too. But…haven’t been careful enough, I think.
the can food put the weight on ‘em quick, so now it’s gone back to once or twice a week, not nightly.
And as I’ve been sick, haven’t been exercisng them enough. A little more last couple of days. They’re old enough to lie around if I let ‘em.
lol. yeah, that’s why I thought it was picture-worthy. He’s so funny. But he looks puzzled when I laugh. Loves a good head rub.
Even through the door window you can tell how pretty she is. That towel/bed may be the way to get her inside. She’s claimed it as hers so…
Yes. He does look like he’s saying, “whaddare you laughing at?”
I’ve thought about that…She comes in quite regularly, stays awhile sometimes, but I have to go back out to get the bed, and she won’t stay behind.
Usually, she won’t eat inside, either. She likes to be petted while inside the door, but goes back out to eat.
Big boy, on the other hand, came all the way in for the first time last night. Smoodgie was already in bed. He had stepped in, but never to stay. He looked anxious as the door closed, glanced up at the ceiling, backed up…pet, pet, pet…relax..repeat.
I set the scoop full of food on the floor, because of course, his dish was outside. He started eating right out of the scoop!
when he’d had enough, he looked around and took a couple of steps past the end of the counter (and me) to take in the kitchen. No other kittehs in the kitchen.
The he turned around and went for the door, so I let him out.
At this rate, he’ll be ready sooner than Smoodgie, who always wants back out. Sigh.
Patience, grasshopper.
Here’s a lil photo I like to call The Screen Door, the Ottoman, and The Culprit
http://www.flickr.com/photos/73310045@N07/6865687695/
Gracie
http://www.flickr.com/photos/73310045@N07/6865686919/in/photostream/
Is that Abner? What’s he doing? need some back story…love the title, though!
Heh. Patience is tough.
A nice little family you have there tejana. Scoping out the room is a great step. M was taken aback for about three days after I gave away a sofa sleeper and rearranged the furniture. She clung to the wall to get across the room to sit in her usual spot under my desk. She could no longer lurk around the sofa to spy on us. It definitely was a case of unintentional confuse the cat week.
Ha! I recognize the clinging-to-the-wall behavior. They hate it enough when furniture is moved around, let alone disappeared, huh!
The funniest for me, though, was my very first cat. She was about 8 months old when the apt. management upgraded to add ceiling fans to all apartments. Just in the living room, thank goodness, ’cause she needed to hid in the bedroom for a while.
I swear she thought (having been a street stray rescue) that thing in the “sky” was a bird of prey. She tippy-toed into the living room slung low to the ground, hard against the wall/baseboard. Glancing up every other step, she ran, still an inch off the ground and in contact with the baseboard, across the room to the far side of the fan, for about two weeks. Didn’t matter whether fan was moving or still.
Then she got used to it and forgot all about it.
Friendz
http://www.flickr.com/photos/73310045@N07/6865814579/in/photostream
I have a two-legged teen (in addition to the four-legged teen) to get some supper for here. Nice chatting people. I hope this new week is especially kind to everyone.
Thanks SD.
That’s Abner out on the deck. He’s just sniffing around. He asked to go outside and went diectly to his favorite potted plant to relieve himself ( off camera to the left) then wandered around to sniff before he climbed up the screen door, which is Abner’s way of asking to be let back inside.
LOL. Naturally.
Pushy has just arrived on the desk beside the computer. Wants petting, I think. Didn’t bring anything with him this time.
Awww, that’s great. Mine don’t do that much, except up on the window seat/shelf. Even tho’ they’re siblings. They did with Patchy, but the current three, not so much.
Nice lookin’ kittehs, ysd
Thanks for visiting.
Namaste
Be good to yourself
Well, I am out of several essentials, again, so must clean myself up and go out for a bit.
So glad to spend some time with my fellow kitteh lovers. May be back, not sure, if not, namaste all and thank you SD.
Thank you. See ya later, mebbe.
Thanks. I’m a bit concerned because Gracie has a tick over her eye (visible in the portrait of her). I know someone whose dog has come down with Lyme’s disease recently. Hate to let it run its course and fall out, hate to risk taking it out and not get it all out…
Later, non.
Take a Q-tip, soak it in rubbing alcohol and touch the tick with it, it’ll back out and you can then dispose of it.
You can also take a match, light it, blow it out and touch the tick with the still-hot tip.
Nice thing about winter is don’t have to put nasty insecticide on cats for ticks.
Lime is BIG deal here, so in the season can’t take chances.
Good evening. I had things to do today. Had to watch Deathly Hallows pt. 2 with young BearCountry, and then help him with his math. The math is always a struggle because Dad (who was an engineer) can’ know anything about math, and, if he does know anything, he won’t give the answer to a problem, but just asks questions or explains the general case. What a pain Dad is.
Oh dear, I had a similar experience with factoring. Hadn’t done it in nearly half a century, but it was something that came easily to me. Instead of helping my son, I just infuriated him.
ysd, from what I see in the picture, the tick is not the kind that is associated with Lyme disease. Those kind of ticks are tiny and black; you wouldn’t see it on a black cat. The tick you see is probably a wood tick. We always take a tweezers to grab it by the head and give a sharp twist out. We’ve never seemed to have a problem. Next time we will try SD’s alcohol trick. It sounds easier.
Hello everyone. Out most of the day, then had to work on taxes. Now I’m gonna watch The Help (on DVD, the book was excellent).
So bye again. See y’all at the Diner.
It seems that teenagers are easily infuriated by parents. You walk on eggs in speaking to them and still set them off. Anyone else can give a long, convoluted answer and be appreciated for being so clear and helpful.
I call it the powerful parent syndrome. Have no idea whether that has any validity but it seems to explain a lot of dynamics in my near & extended family. Doesn’t begin or end with teens either.
Hi, msmolly.
Bye, msmolly.
LOL
I should have said rub it on the tick. It breathes through it’s skin while feeding and the alcohol really screws with that. Old southern method. Used to come home with ticks on me alla time.
I guess that our guest, Bustopher Jones, is a feral cat. He won’t eat as long as he can see us, and anything out of the ordinary spooks him. He doesn’t generally run off of the porch now when I take the food out for him; I consider that to be a little step. He has been very spotty in his appearances though. Sometimes he won’t show up for a couple of days. I put the food out morning and evening. Today, for instance, apparently he did come both times. When he finishes eating there is usually a little canned food left over in a certain way and if he eats any of the dry food, the remaining nuggets are in a certain shape.
We do have a mystery about the food, however. If the dry food is gone during the day and Bustopher didn’t eat it, the squirrels and birds will. Sometimes after the food is put out in the evening and he doesn’t eat it, a raccoon will come and finish off the whole tray. Other times, however, the canned food will last the night, but the dry food is completely gone. We know that is not a raccoon. It may be a skunk, but I think a skunk would eat the canned also. Any ideas?
I think that you are correct that there is no clear cut time to begin or end. It’s just that the teen years have so many other things exacerbating the feelings.
There is apparently a motion sensor camera with a flash. Buy one & find out for sure.
Obviously this was supposed to be a reply to eCAHN above. I could swear that I clicked the proper ‘reply’ button.
Since we already have a camera, Ms. BearCountry would probably object strenuously.
Either that or stay up all night and watch. Good luck with that. LOL Soon as you nod off…
Some one you know prolly already owns one. Ask around & borrow it.
Good night, all. I have to go read with young BearCountry. He wants company tonight.
Namaste, BC
Thanks for visiting
Be good to yourself
BC, I have a somewhat similar situation with a red cedar tree that has claw marks going up about 4′ on the trunk. Suspicion centers around bobcat, which are notoriously secretive. Such a camera was suggested to me, but bc the tree is so far away from the house, and there are so many nocturnal animals, I decided it wasn’t worth the effort. However, as your situation is nearby, and you can check the camera easily every morning, it would be well worth borrowing one, if you have a friend who owns one.
It’s supposed to drop below freezing tonight so I put out a blanket and afghan for SweetPea to use. Put it by her food and up against the wall. Hope she takes advantage of it.
One or two mice will haul off cup fulls of the stuff overnight if they have any chance. They fill their larders and don’t eat it immediately. A small box, a folded old towel or an old shoe or boot might be full of kibble.
Dishes done, I had an answer to help solve the puzzle.
Out in the garage, where Mcat cannot access it, a full tray of mouse bait will disappear in a short afternoon in the first cold weather. Usually that knocks down the numbers for quite a while.
Speaking of skunks… Hope one doesn’t find a warm spot on Sweet Pea’s blankie.
Another neighbor who dropped by this week bc he hadn’t seen me in the back 40 for awhile, told me that if Cahnstance has a small squirmy place to hide from bobcats, owls, coyotes, she wasn’t in as much danger after dark than I had thought. There’s a very small space under the bottom shelf of the woodbin that she could get into but her predators not so much. I still won’t try to take any chances in the sense of getting her inside at night, but it made my mind a little easier in a worst case scenario. Only time it’s been a problem is Mem Weekend when family visits (only 5 more people in the house now that kiddies are groan, but coming & going, loud, big difference in routine), so Cahnstance goes off in a huff.
We’ve got racoons and possum but no skunks.
I’ll try that. Will the little sucker jump off right away…like onto me, or does this method require patience?
I’ve got all of the above and then some. Still am not completely familiar with the list of ketteh predators. I suppose rabid raccoons might be one, and they might be able to squirm in the hidey space I described.
Which brings me to a story. 30 years ago, Adam was a newborn. Staying with him in room above kitchen as living room floor was being refinished. Never dropped below 90 degrees at night, I knew bc I had to get up to feed him. Outdoor cat (best whoever there was) Jezebel.
Left dry food out for her in plastic bowl. Doors & windows open. Middle of night the most god awful scraping sound. Went downstairs, turned on outside light, and there was Rocky Raccoon with his mouth & nose in the cat food dish chowing down & moving it along the concrete floor in the process.
Skunks like grubs, so I would think they would eat the canned.
I had a sad experience with a skunk. Our farm had lots of limestone ledges and outcrops that eroded and made good burrows for small animals. We had a mother skunk who had several litters over the years. One morning I found a baby skunk in the yard, crying for its mother. She was nowhere to be found. I put the baby in a cage so no cat or dog could get it, and waited up all night for the mother to come. She never did, so I think she must have been killed by an animal or car.
I brought the baby into the house and he was so hungry, poor little thing, he kept nudging my neck and trying to nurse, it was just heartbreaking. I called the vet to find out what kind of formula to prepare, and he asked me to come to the office so we could figure out how to proceed. When I got there, he took the baby and said that by TN law he was required to test for rabies. You know what that meant. I was so upset and told him that he had lied to me, but he said that he knew I wouldn’t have come in if he had told me what he was going to do.
The little one tested negative for rabies.
I’ve a happy skunk story. Alveda’s, MIL, cat Nine O’Clock used to bring skunks and possum up from the ravine she lived on. Alveda started putting food out for ‘em. We used to sit and watch the mamas bring their young and eat on the patio outside the sliding glass doors. Really fun to watch. One evening Alveda heard a noise in the garage and went to see what it was. There was a skunk behind the water heater, trapped by a board that had fallen over as the skunk was wandering around. Figuring she’d get sprayed anyhow Alveda moved the board and the little skunk just waddled away, no spray.
That is a good story. I’m glad we ended on a happy note, thanks.
They know when you aren’t a threat.
Nine O’Clock is a great name. Is there a story?
In southern CA there’s a spiral sticker called 9 O’Clocks. This huge cat, he was prolly a Maine Coon, showed up out of the ravine one day. Alveda and Lyn spent a day cutting the 9 o’clocks out of his hair.
Coulda sworn I had a pic of 9, but I guess not except the 8×10 I have.
How come I thought today was Valentine’s Day? It’s Tuesday. Yeah, I pay attention. LOL
M’eh. It’s okay. I’m calling Valentines Day “Tuesday” this year anyway.
Good night, Valentines, whatever the day it really is. Sleep well and sweet dreams.
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Time to call it a day.
Thanks, y’all, for visiting. I really appreciate it.
Be good to yourselves, and all other living things
Namaste
Ulysses S. Grant had it with horses. As soon as he was old enough to crawl, he could be found in the stables with the horses, playing between their feet, secure and trusting of them. When he was old enough to ride them, he became known as the boy who could ride and tame any horse. When he was in West Point, his favorite mount was a rawboned beast named York who was slated to be killed as he was too violent to be ridden. He was — by anyone not named Ulysses S. Grant. Grant was a so-so West Pointer, but he was a phenomenal horseman, considered by many to be the best horseman the US Army ever had.
Hmm, didn’t see your response before I left last night. It won’t jump off, they’re not jumpers. It will take a little patience. It’ll back out, trying to get away from whatever you did to it.