Hunter..Then and Now

This was Hunter a few months ago:



Grandmaw comes and helps at feeding time:



This is Hunter now. He likes to help do the dishes! I should have had house puppies years ago. Now if I could just teach him to vacuum....

I'm a Clairvoyant!!

I knew what was going to happen before it happened.


This cat, Pooh Bear

plus this cat, Rusty Equals one ball of cat fur flying fury! I saw the look in Pooh's eyes, the kind of look he gets when he wants to do some serious cat butt kicking. He and Rusty were eyeball to eyeball with the mad cat screams going. Before I could stop it, they merged into one gigantic ball of orange cat fur flying rage. When the fur settled, literally on my bedroom floor, there was enough extra fur for another cat. I called the match even, though Pooh outweighs Rusty by about 5 pounds. I'm thinking I might want to apply for a grant on "Why Cats That Have Been Neutered..Want to Fight". I'm sure I could get millions, maybe trillions of dollars in research monies for this. I mean this is serious stuff. If people can get millions for researching the sex life of beavers in Southern California, I should be able to get money to find out why cats like to fight. Even when there is nothing to fight about. What do ya'll think??

High School and a Puppy

My oldest grand-daughter graduated Saturday. I am very proud of her.
Now she has to go out and face the world!



On a less happy note, only one puppy survived. But, it has been pure joy watching him grow and develop. Of course he is spoiled rotten, but that's life with me. His eyes are now open, though you wouldn't know it from these pictures! He has these little, bitty teeth, and gives the greatest puppy kisses! His name is Hunter because he can always find the working end of a bottle!

Just Puppies!!!

How could anyone not love them??

Waiting, Waiting, Waiting.....

Still no puppies!

But Daisy now thinks she is a Cat! Since her belly is the size
of a basketball, (no joke) there is no way she can get the rest
of herself out of that small door!

There's always room for more....

New member of the family. Guess you can tell that she's carring a package!

Love has no bounds!

Sometimes second is better

I hope this little leaf, will turn into....


A copy of this grand looking plant! (Kangaroo Foot)

It's suppose to be very hard to begin another plant. This is my second try, so
I hope I don't kill it!

Grand-daughters

Four of our grand-daughters came for a visit this past weekend. After hiking the magical forrest that we live in, I put them to work growing flowers for my garden...

Gathering the tools ...

Planning the landscape...

Planting the seeds...

Watering in...

Flowers of their labor...

Magically...

Delicious!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU..

SAWYER!



Your 13 now and its so hard to believe. You have grown up to be a fine young man and I am very proud of you!

I have a daemon,

And his name is Oscar.Remember in the movie "The Compass", everyone ran around with a critter on their shoulder? The critter was suppose to be your inner soul. I think. The movie was a little confusing to me. But anyway, Oscar goes (follows) me EVERYWHERE. To the bathroom, check, to the kitchen, check, to the bedroom, check, to feed the chickies, check. When I'm on the computer, he has at least his head on it.
I like having his companionship, if anything was to happen to me I know that he could go barking to L and he would come and find me! I guess that makes Oscar a good daemon! Until he swats the dogs...then its on!

Daffy the Duck

Remember that little duck that I acquired last October?



Well, he is all grown up now and thinks he is a pheasant. Notice how his neck and head is all white. He is quite large now and is walking very well since he no longer lives in a plastic box.


I cannot find any information on what kind of duck Daffy is, so if anyone out there can tell me, I would be most grateful.

The Much Anticipated Puppy Update!

Remember this face? Isn't he just the cutest little thing ever?

I've been asked a million times about the babies and especially the "puppy".


Well, below is a shot I made that I could not rotate in this post, but it will give you an idea of how much the cuddly little fellow has grown. He is now close to four months old and weighed 38 pounds last week at the vet's. And yes, size does matter! LOL

Poor Dingo, the blue healer, has become a chew toy for Ranger. He woke me up the other morning by sticking his nose in my ear. That is one feeling that every woman should experience! He is probably only half grown and he can pin me down wherever I am sitting! Can't wait to see if I get tossed around like a cushion when he is full grown.

Still can't resist that face! AND is that a halo over his head? I think so because in the second picture, you can also see a halo. I do think God had a hand in which baby we picked, because the first time I saw Rangers face, I knew he was meant to be mine.

Happy Birthday to my wonderful grandson Elijah! Love you and hope you got our card, with a little something in it!

One More Family Christmas

The last Christmas gathering was with my brother and his family. They are in north Tennessee. God's country. What more can I say. I grew up on this farm and now my brother owns it. He has cattle on it now. Everytime I go to visit, I am flooded with the memories of growing up there. Bitter sweet.



My SIL coordinates the colors on the tree and the wrapping paper and bows. Too much time on her hands. LOL

Decorated shed.

My Brother and SIL. Just great people.

Niece and her man. Both were raised right.

Niece, cousin and my man. More great people.

This is my welcome to the new year. Can you see the size of the puppy's feet? He is 9 weeks old and has feet bigger than my 3 year old blue healer! He is going to be a hoss!

I hope everyone had a safe and happy new year. Blessings to all of you. I am going to try to hold the house together!