So I tried to show her how the shrubs were blown flat in places and stuff was flying and you couldn’t see but maybe ten miles for the dust.
Suddenly I hear ‘A wee mo whap, a wee mo whap, In the Jungle…’
In the sun but protected by the sagebrush, the owner of the property (here before we moved here). We think she is a female, just in case we ever get the chance to see for sure, she is either Jasmine or he is Jasper.
That’s the best picture of her so far. She looks like our indoor cat, Teddy.
Who has run away from home and found outside was a horrid place. Now he spends his days on my bed, purely serene in the warmth and comfort. He loves that I put on the old pink blanket to protect my bed as he thinks it is just his special place.
A beauty like this guy struts in my yard every day. He is not ours. Neither is his matching hen or a white hen. They wander our yard like they own the place. That’s okay with me as I think that cock-a-doodle-doo protects our three quieter hens.
Our three look like this one. We had four but a hawk got one of them. My brother had them all named. But I don’t know them that intimately. I do take care of one of their meals of the day. I have two peanut butter toasted sandwiches for breakfast. Kali gets one little corner and the chickens get the crusts. I am a vegetarian by nature. I am allergic to egg whites to the extent that I can’t get the flu shots or others that are based in albumin. But I love the sounds of the clucking and crowing all over my yard. They do their part to scratch out bugs and fertilize the soil. And my husband and brother enjoy the eggs. Me? I’m hoping for wee peep-peeps! But our girls attack the rooster if he comes near. Yay! Hens-lib! ??
Oh, that grass seen in the above pictures? That is truly greener on the other side of the fence. Our neighbor has managed to make and keep a beautiful lawn. We barely manage to keep the sagebrush away from our house.
Other animal sounds we hear around here lately are coyotes and their pups. One poor girl here was followed to the bus stop by a coyote. She was smart and stood tall and yelled and it ran away. But they can be quite dangerous for people and pets. We have to keep our gate closed and watch carefully for those who might jump over into our yard. Kali and the chickens are in danger. As are the two stray cats that have been here even before we moved here. Rosey and Teddy are indoor felines. Meow!
Our other neighbor has turkeys. When we gave ours away he got some of his own so the gobbles are still a welcome sound.
What doesn’t make sound, that we can hear here are the alpacas that are across the way. They are cute. I wish I had one. Can you imagine the yarn I could get if I got good at alpaca husbandry?
We have seen bear droppings at the campground twelve miles away. That is a sound I don’t want to hear! GRRRowl!
Oh, I just thought of the deer and antelope that play around this here range. Kind of like the baaing of lambs or goats that some neighbors have. There are a few horses. Neigh, not a lot. Ducks and geese quack their honks and especially at sunset as they settle down.
The most annoying, yet cute sound? Oh, my goodness. This mildish winter has brought in the mice. We have cute mice with shiny coats. The other day I was reaching in a cabinet for a can of beans and I heard a high pitch bunch of squeaks. It is no fun to live in the country when you find things like that. My brother found them and the chickens ate them up. Yes, I have tears in my eyes as I think of it. Soon after he caught a few bigger mice in traps.
I thought you might enjoy what our outdoor friends do that I have seen happen.
I just remembered the wonderful sound of last summer. We had some frogs somewhere between our yard and the nearest neighbor. The co-roaking was so cool! I hope we get it again this year, By the way, the weather is getting warmer and my son and I have made plans to start walking a bit. We spell out the word W-A-L-K so Kali doesn’t get too crazy. Her whining can quickly turn into barking lectures of great magnitude!
Per Linda:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “animal sounds.” Write about the sounds animals make and how you experience them. Have fun!
Tuesday is here, and it’s time for the 21st prompt for Just Jot it January 2020, brought to us by Cheryl. Much appreciation, Cheryl! Please be sure to visit her blog to read her post and say hello. And follow her while you’re there!.
Your prompt for JusJoJan January 21st, 2020, is “scraggly.” Use the word “scraggly” any way you’d like. Have fun!
Memory is a funny thing. Especially when you have to remember 65 years ago or more. So I saw the word Scraggly and I thought of the Golden Book. I knew I had it. Nope.
I loved those books. My favorite, though, was
So scraggly didn’t get put into the thought. But if you look at that puppy, I wonder if Kali looked like this cutie when she was a pup.
Nope. She not scraggly. But the dark ears and the spot on her back looks like that puppy. She’s anything but pokey. Though, with her being equal years to me, dog years, she’s a lot slower than she used to be. It kind of makes me sad. But I couldn’t keep up with her before. Now it’s sort of evening out.
Okay. None of that has to do with scraggly. And I will show you no pictures of what I consider the proof of the word. My hair and the weeds outside when the snow isn’t covering them. I can’t do much about the weeds but I think I will try to cut my hair again soon. Don’t you hate it when it tickles your eyes and ears and makes you think bugs are crawling? Thank goodness for winter and dormant bugs! And snow!
Today’s prompt comes to us compliments of Sadje. Thank you so much, Sadje! Please be sure to visit her blog to read her post and say hello. And follow her while you’re there!.
Your prompt for JusJoJan January 20th, 2020, is “humor.” Use the word “humor” any way you’d like. Enjoy!
`Well, Kali won’t get off my lap. She takes her side of my chair, my leg, seriously. She tried to write something on the blog today, but I discouraged her. She gave me the look that seems to say, “You have no sense of humor!”
I trust her as she makes me laugh every day. She knows humor!
This one-liner has changed several times today. Happiness is a warm puppy was taken. Well done, Winston! So Kali wouldn’t stand in his shadow. But it was snowing around noon. Even stayed on the ground. Now it is muddy. The trees are budding out thinking this is Spring. Someone isn’t doing the snow dance. You know who you are! I’m told that after nine tonight we might get that white stuff that hides the ugly weeds that didn’t go away. So I’ll stay with the above bold line and claim it!
Four adults doing a Sunday. I was cooking, we all were in our own worlds and got too busy.
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Didn’t notice this:
Until suddenly we realized she was not in the house. With all the predators around here and her penchant for exploring, we were scared. She was nowhere in the house. No one let her out. (Everyone has THAT family member!) So all of us were running around like crazy shouting her name. Nada. Finally, she came out from under a tree in the backyard. Apparently, she went visiting her friend next door during her adventure.
So, this happened this morning. Let me explain. Chris gets the cats. Kali sleeps with me. When he gets up early they congregate with the swing-shift sleeper. But how to get up? Kali’s dilemma is worse. Here’s the pictorial version. The first has a circle around our sleeping Rosey. Arrow points to Kali, who didn’t fit in the frame. Oh, and the blue plaid are my PJ pants and I’m right up against the wall.I figure out how to ease off the end of the bed.Kali’s face tells the story. And finally she has figured it out.
Working on my series: Haven.
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I figure out how to ease off the end of the bed.
Kali’s face tells the story. And finally she has figured it out.
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