Friday, January 30, 2009
This is an introduction to our other farm animals, the cats! Angelo is our first family kitty - we adopted him from the local cat rescue through Petsmart. He's the best kitty and very patient with the boys - lots of purrs even after they chase him around. He has a blue eye and a green eye like Verdi! He's also a wonderful "roacher." No bug spraying for us, Angelo takes care of it the natural way! Lots of little roach body gifts of love left lying around...
This is the newest addition to the farm "herd" - Piroska! We also found her through the local cat rescue which places cats through Petsmart. Piroska (peer-osh-ka), or Piri, is a cute little bundle of purrs and is about 8 months old. Finally another girl around the place! She appears to be a dwarf - her legs are thick boned and short, and she is small. Evidently (what did we do before google) "Munchkin cats" were originally bred from feral cats found near Monroe, LA - about 2 hours from here. She has the funniest facial expressions - her whiskers stick straight out!
Angelo isn't quite sure he wanted a sister. Ok, I forgot to ask him... There is some hissing and yowling from Angelo, but Piri is all sweetness and play. Right now she's in the laundry room and he's got "his house." We're letting them get adjusted slowly - cats are so complicated. Lajos says "just like women!" Hopefully we'll have a unified cat family in the near future - no kittens, they're both fixed. Piroska is an old Hungarian name - piros = red. Little Red Riding Hood's name was Piroska.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Seeing deer out my front window (lets not forget back and side windows, shall we) still astounds me. I swear I counted 11 does out there yesterday! At the same time! Sorry, I couldn't get them to scoot together into one shot :(. Our farm dog, Verdi, was unfazed. Evidently he's a wildlife lover. Or maybe he just knows when he's outnumbered...
Ben with his older and wiser friend, Mikey. Ben has NO idea what an Africa is!
Educational playtime in the local bookstore, Barnes and Noble - heard of it? I think it's "local" to just about anywhere. Also serves Starbucks coffee, which is also local to anywhere and EVERYwhere. Secret about little boys' attraction to Barnes and Noble ... just about every one of them has a Thomas the Train play table in the children's book section. We DID have an impromptu geography lesson thanks to Mikey, and a physiology/anatomy lesson thanks to a book Galen found on the shelf. We learned how what we eat makes poo in your intestines! Hey, you had to learn sometime, didn't you?!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
This side of the family has blue eye(s.) This is Galen with our guard corgi and chief foot licker, Verdi. Verdi's birthday is about 6 months before Galen's, so these two have grown up together. Verdi has adjusted to living in many different places as we've moved, and several different friends (including Gramma!) have given him a warm place to stay and good fellowship during our moves and travels. Thanks guys! Verdi is now adjusting very well to being the farm dog. He is constantly dragging in new bones he finds in the field. I feel a Science lesson coming on!
For those of you who knew us when, Verdi is a cousin of Henle, my first corgi who helped me through long nights during nursing school and was even in my wedding.
Today was a bright and sunny 70 degrees in Mississippi. Perfect weather for lizard hunting. Ben found this willing participant in a pile of "weaves." We had a little impromptu lesson on animals that molt (lizard friend is not sick, just shedding.)
After the molting lesson, we discussed how lizards are cold-blooded animals. The boys decided that friend lizard would be the warmest - and feel the safest -riding in Galen's hair. Considering the options, I really couldn't argue. Lizard was eventually released to seek his fortune, although Galen bid him a tearful good-bye. I assured him that we would be meeting more of Lizard's family soon!
Monday, January 5, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
For New Years Lali cooked a big pot of vegetarian Gulyas soup (goulash, to many) in the front yard. A "gulya" (goo-yah) is a herd of cows, a "gulyas" (goo-yash) is a cowboy. So we cooked a big pot of cowboy soup in the cowboy way - which, by the way, is why it's called gulyas soup. That's what the cowboys cooked out in the field. I'm sure their's had some good lard and beef ;). Lali is the gulyas master, though - you would never miss the lard!
Boys in the window - art photo ;)
Have I mentioned I'm the only female on "the farm?" Human or otherwise?! I do what I can... By the way, I am kind of a hippie, but the super hairy legs ARE NOT mine! The boys do request regular pedicures, now...