Bird Watching

The 183rd Reason I Can't Go to Work

Xander Photo Shoot

One of my best friends got married on Aug. 31st and I had the honor of being one of her bridesmaids. After the festivities I was trying to do a photo shoot of some of the pretty accessories...and, of course, I had help!

Why would you want pictures of stuff without me in them?

I don't think this clutch should have a chain on it...let me see if I can get that off for you.

What?! It was talking smack and must be silenced!

A nice background...

...turned silly

What's in here? Would I like it???

Plagiarism, Copyright Infringement, and General Thievery

So my brother and his family recently took a trip to Scotland...I'm still jealous! He sent a disc of some pix...lots of fabulous shots...I have shamelessly appropriated these two shots to share with you this morning because I was particularly drawn to them and wish I'd been there to take them myself! And, no, I didn't talk to him about it first. Hopefully he doesn't mind....Sometimes it's just easier to ask for forgiveness than permission! :D

Thanks Grandmommy & Granddaddy

Gwyn here. Demonstrating my new outdoor bed that Grandmommy & Granddaddy gave me. They'd gotten it for Buster. It's a great way to be able to be up off the ground if it's hot/cold/wet, etc. I'm not sure he ever really used it much....I'm not sure I will very much, but Mom made a game of getting on it the other day and I did settle down on it for a while. :D

Beware the Cat's Ire!

It's like "Wild Kingdom" around here! Gwyn and I were walking the other day. I find myself consistently explaining to people the biggest difference (to me) about living with a sighthound is understanding things like the fact that a grey who has an indoor cat at home that is respected will still go after a cat outside. It's just a different beast and is fair game to the sighthound brain. So it's not uncommon for Gwyn to perk up when we see a cat on one of our walks.

Initially we thought it was just one cat lying at the edge of the road. Then we realized there was another cat in the ditch.

While I wasn't able to snap a picture, I quickly realized the cats were stalking a squirrel (or two) that was in the yard...as Gwyn and I drew closer, the squirrel(s) took off.....And then...the glaring began! The one cat who'd been closest to catchong a squirrel was NOT happy with us!

I guess that's where the term "glaring" of cats came from.

 Glaring of cats; a company of cats very uncertain of each other.

Dictionary of Collective Nouns and Group Terms. Copyright 2008 The Gale Group, Inc. All rights reserved.

They do it well!

All Clean

Post-ride and bath...nice and relaxed...'Mo waiting to greet her in the background.

Lindsey Stirling

How did I not know about Lindsey Stirling sooner?!? Oh my goodness, she's amazing. She has a CD of original music out which I encourage you to check out, but also has done some very interesting covers...like this one:



Makes me wish I 'd kept playing violin...(one of us really needs to start playing again sis', lol....you can play  this, right?!)

Lest you who only want to see critter pix feel neglected:

 I gotz my remote...turn it to futball and bring me my chipz!

A Grand Day Out

I know I've been neglecting you, my four devoted readers! There's been so much happening....for now, allow me to tell you about Gwyn's marvelous day out Monday. She got to go to PetSmart with me. Even though we went ahead and let them trim her nails (which makes her tremble as she's sure that this time I will abandon her to them forever [despite prior trips where that's never happened]), it ended well when she picked out a new toy and used it to flirt with one of the employees!

Remember this commerical?


It's always been one of my favorites! Well, here's Gwyn's interpretation:  She picked out her toy (to be fair, I encouraged this one as it was on the clearance rack vs. the one the nice woman who was talking to her kept squeaking as it was full price...they don't last long, so it's rare for me to buy a full-priced one). She decided she would carry it around...she may be a bit big for the employee to pick her up to scan the toy! :D But I swear she batted her eyes at the nice employee who was admiring her after she dropped it at his feet...as if to say "I'm tired, here, you carry it awhile!" He put it in the cart for her!

Happy on the ride home (note: it's lying between her legs).

I made her carry it inside:

After playing like crazy, she was finally tuckered out. (Oh yeah. We also went through the drive-through at McDonald's where she got a cheeseburger and then stopped at the barn to say hi to Prince.)

Is it just me, or is it a wee bit ridiculous her sleepy grin right over the toy's grin?

And this is why we don't buy expensive toys:

Also why we try to supervise play....yes, the object closest to her tail is a squeaker. There's still one in there...

Wedding Reception Decorations

Honored to have been a bridesmaid in my friends' wedding this past weekend...tell you all about it later...