The water in my yard is so high that is reaches half the tire and nearly the top of two five gallon buckets sitting under my garden table. A few more minutes of rainfall and it’ll reach the bumper as well as the seat on the picnic table.
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I think mostly I’m irritated with the world for hormonal reasons. Give me a couple of days and I’ll no longer want to hang total strangers on a meat hook or run them over with my car for cutting me off in traffic. I so gotta get this under control.
I’m happy I don’t live in California because earthquakes scare me more than anything. I was fine with 103 degree weather in Texas and fine with the 15 minute torrential rains in Tampa, Florida. I may not be okay with flooding and tornadoes here in Indiana but I’m used to it. I know how to prepare and when to evacuate.
This month we’ve had 20 tornadoes and we’re experiencing wide spread flooding. Two days ago water was up to the second step of 3 in my front yard and completely covered the tires on my car. When stuff like this happens this old house loses electricity which I’m also used to. I just prepare meals I know don’t require refrigeration and stock an ice chest with sandwiches and other prepared items. We have boiled water and several oil lamps as well as batteries, flashlights and other emergency items. I may not have a cellphone but the two people I live with do so we can call for help if needed.
As usual, Gus has stepped into the role of good papa.
If she squeaks Gus is up and right there to see what’s up. He cleans her and watches out for her. It’s too cute. Sometimes Isabelle gets confused and attempts to nurse off Gus but she finds out quickly he’s not really mama. Gus yelps then jumps up like, OMG, WTH?
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I looked in the terrarium and found just one toad instead of two which means somewhere in the house is a dried up toad’s body. It seems Bert has run off somewhere leaving his partner Ernie behind so I went and picked up another toad so she wouldn’t be alone. Ernie is a girl, Ernestine is her name. Here’s the new Bert or as I like to call her B2.
I’m a dog person through and through but somehow I like my cat more than I like my dog. Yeah, I know, how did that happen?
MJ is very much like a dog in that she follows me around and comes when I call her. Just like a pup she’s a greedy little something who would eat all day long if I let her. The most cat that’s in her is how she takes care of her fur and refuses to get it dirty. She keeps the dog in line with a few swipes to the nose, usually because he’s come in from outside smelling bad and she doesn’t want her fur messed up. To see her lift her big furry paw is the funniest thing ever. I think Gus licks her just cause he thinks its funny. I think it’s funny too.
MJ is four years old, 12 pounds and a ball of love. She likes to be held and sleeps on my pillow and purrs in my ear. She even tries to clean my face from time to time with her extra rough sandpaper tongue. That’s not so helpful but it’s the gesture that counts right?
I told my mother I didn’t want to be a poet because the life of a poet always ends in tragedy.
I didn’t make a weighted blanket because I didn’t want another project. I just went ahead and weighted a large teddy bear I have. I opened the stitches on the side, removed the stuffing from the belly then added the appropriate amount of weight. I also removed some of the stuffing from the limbs. This particular bear has a small pocket where a little music box use to be. In place of the music box I put in a lavender pouch which can be removed to heat. The weighted bear with aromatherapy pouch works wonderfully.
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