tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317599262024-03-13T07:25:19.821-05:00Turtles don't talk back: The Menagerie Chronicles, Random Travel Tales and Art Showings."Nature does not create its beauty in a day. When the seeds are deep in the soil, it is hard for us to imagine the fruits that will someday emerge."
Bill McLaughlinK~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.comBlogger867125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-32627216448395042412017-05-23T22:44:00.001-05:002017-05-23T22:44:48.638-05:00Lost in the forest of berriesWow! <br />
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EVERY TIME I go to Woodbury I get lost. It is AMAZING!!<br />
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As a matter of fact, today I got lost in Vadnais Heights, then there's MINNEAPOLIS... I can't even count the months I have spent wandering the streets (IN MY CAR!!) thinking "why is every road in Minneapolis a one way going the same way?)<br />
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1. Oh this is funny, most of the people I know, which is about 3 or 4, know this one. I went to the Ear, Nose, and Throat Dr. to see how deaf I really am. He was in the room for about 3 minutes. He said "Well you can think about this as your glass half empty and we can set you up with hearing aids today, OR you can think of your life half full and just roll with it." I said " Oh, I am not going to get $5000 hearing aids, I am going to get an ear trumpet and the double ear trumpets or cups. These are far more affordable.<br />
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2. So in the forest of berries... (What David called Woodbury when he was 4) I found out that I need glasses. No surprise. I am blind as a mole rat. I can't get the screen larger. I have already decided what glasses I want. </div>
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3. Today I found out that I need Carpal Tunnel Surgery on my left hand...Sigh. Quite quickly, I might add. That goes down on June 15th. I am off work for 6 weeks. But instead of well wishes from my boss, I get "I hope you don't lose your territory" ... Um. So, I have to have surgery and I have to worry about losing my stores that I have worked on so hard... Nice.<br />
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4. The other day I went food shopping. I kid you not, almost everything I purchased, the cashier said, and I quote "Oh, I have to stop eating these, they are so fattening,", "Man, these are SO GOOD, I can't believe how bad they are for you." , "Man, I stopped drinking pop a long time ago, it is so unhealthy." , " Aren't these good, if only I could stop eating these, but I can't, here comes a few more pounds." Yeah. Can't wait to bring my stuff home, let alone pay for it. Thanks for that chat ma'am.<br />
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Must sign out, can't feel my left finger tips. I am so happy for my high school typing classes. At least I got this far.<br />
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<br />K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-34677632187769115482016-08-13T23:10:00.000-05:002016-08-14T11:19:56.772-05:00Mazey comfortably eating a mouse.<div style="text-align: center;">
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Before we left on vacation to Gull Lake in June, I needed to feed Mazey her mouse. There was only one big problem, I was using her feeding cage for the crickets at the moment. What to do? I needed to feed her. Hum....I know, this time, I decided I would just see how she took to being fed while I held her. And boy she did not disappoint. What a good girl. The videos are a bit long and very very amateur, but still quite amazing. k~</div>
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Just look how round he is. My goodness. Well It seems the warm weather will hopefully improve everyone getting a bit better in shape. k~</div>
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He often would end up pushing his girlfriend for some reason under a hanging fish, which is a cat toy. Ever since I have removed his girlfriend, I believe he thinks the fish ate his girlfriend. He is so terribly mean to this hanging fish. He has successfully ripped it open and torn out some stuffing. <br />
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So while I was concentrating on his lower half I soon noticed his chest was balding as well. So I crocheted him a sweater, which he wore very unhappily for approximately 2 to 3 minutes. I cut the neck part down and that made no difference. I cut it looser, and still he had a tantrum. SO..... I cut it off all together.<br />
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What to do? I was digging through some very old barbie clothes I was either going to pass onto nieces and nephews or donate and came across the perfect smock. The smock must have been for a doll that was NOT a barbie because it was the perfect size for Quailly. I put it on him. Of course fighting the whole time. I loosely tied it around his neck and made sure his wings were free. HE WHEN BONKERS!!! So yet again I took that off and I was a bit frustrated so I just said here ya go, have the dress. I have to start all over on my quest for a dress.<br />
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Shortly after i tossed the dress in his habitat he started picking at the dress and before I knew it he had put the dress on up side down. So now it was on him like the cone of shame. JUST LIKE THE CONE OF SHAME! He started to prance around his habitat using fast feet with his dress on over his head. He could see fine. He hopped up on his poop deck on his pirate ship and looked at himself in the mirror. He hopped up and down and up and down. He does this at leas 15+ times a day, and I may be underestimating. <br />
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Well here are Gleep and Gloop, Not these Gleep and Gloop but my African Clawed Frogs!</div>
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Gloop is the lighter one</div>
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African Clawed Frogs are completely weird. Kind of cute to watch, they have incredibly strong huge legs. and front legs just long enough to shove any and everything in their mouth. When there happens to be a slight slip, They sound exactly like a sponge hitting the floor. It's only happened 3 times one on my watch. 2 while I was trying to adopt them. Still funny!! K~</div>
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<br />K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-10207262958447676482016-01-16T23:24:00.001-06:002016-01-16T23:24:35.932-06:00Abe - The Whites Tree FrogWell first I have to explain the name of this chubby "little" fella. I had a hard time naming him. ThenI got "smart". The whites tree frog is Arboreal. Except when I was thinking about it I was thinking Aboreal. SOOoooo.... I think Aboreal - Abe makes sense right. Until I got used to that name in my head and I figured out, DUH... it's arboreal with an R so his name really doesn't make any sense<br />
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That beautiful cricket eating face with golden eyelids.</div>
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He allowed me a few more.</div>
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<br />K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-18197154581946017492015-11-28T15:22:00.001-06:002015-11-28T23:54:25.797-06:00A Huge step in the right direction (cautious but sure)I am taking just a short break from my animals to give you an update on my progress/condition/moving on. At the beginning of the month I went to listen to Rabbi Kushner speak at the Basilica of St. Mary in Minneapolis. He is the author of many books, his first one being <i>Why bad things happen to good people. </i> The book aforementioned was his first, and he was now on a tour, at the age of 80, with his last book <i>9 Essential Things I've Learned About Life. </i>It was a very nice evening lasting about an hour and a half. I had no ah ha moments. But I did have a sense of self worth descend on me. Although I went alone, I didn't feel lonely. I was in the moment and enjoying my surroundings and the speakers, and all that went on. <br />
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From that day forward, I had some very dark dark days, like super dark. Mixed in them were surprisingly some being in the moment days. Then one day shortly after, I caught Joel Orsteen on TV. He's often talking about Joy, Happiness, How God loves us. Feel goods. But that isn't what I came away from it. I remembered the times when I would watch every Billy Graham special on TV. At the very end he would ask people if they wanted to come to Jesus they could come to the people waiting for them to pray with them and <i>Just as I am</i> would play the entire time. Back in those days they didn't cut everything. And I have thought about those words a lot lately. Like maybe even with my gross horrible flaws and my terrible enormous mistakes that keeps me unforgiven. Maybe I am OK just as I am.<br />
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I'm told I have to wait. Wait for what? Rick wants me to stop and wait. For what? I ask again. It's been over a year and a half almost 2. If I just accept the obvious, I can breath a huge sigh of relief. A weight is lifted then. The weight of waiting for others to consider you as a person, and possible an audience for forgiveness just isn't worth your life. <br />
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I am just as God made me. I am smart. People try and make me feel dumb, even myself, but I am smart, I know it. I am funny and love to laugh, maybe even at odd things people don't get, but that doesn't matter, I am funny and love to laugh. In the last week or more, I have laughed more than I ever thought I ever would again. I am rational. Yes I actually am. I think a lot of things through. I take a long time sometimes but that is because I consider everyone in the party that's involved. That takes time. AND maybe someday, I can forgive myself for the transgressions I have been party to. <br />
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For those of you rooting for me, thank you. At this stage in my life. I am destroyed. I have been ruined by selfishness, compassionless, unforgiveness. I am functionally ruined. I can't be expected to do much of what I did before. My brain is VERY slow. I am scared to go out of my house, to go to a parties, to go in public, even dare to call anyone a friend for fear they will go away. But someday, when you see me out looking confident, it will be real and not a strong front that I have on to keep me from crying or leaving. That day I hope will come. Because laughing feels better than crying. <br />
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Rick I am sorry and I don't care who reads that. For 2 years you have stood by me. It has been tougher on you most of the time than me. For all the hard work, compassion and patience you have given me, thank you. All your warnings I think are for my own good. I also hear when you say that maybe someday I will get what will make me whole again. Maybe what I needed will happen. If I'm patient I may get what I need. You see the good in people. You are a good person and not destroyed. For that I am so happy for you. I love you Rick. <br />
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I am often asked about my cat. Well yes, we have an adorable gray tabby. Her name is Nala. She came to us 14 1/2 years ago. Her beginnings were kind of tragic, like a lot of our family additions. She was found on one of my mom's friends property in a bag with her sister in a pond. They were left to be drown there. Nala got out but her sister sadly succumbed. So Nala spent approximately the first 8 weeks of her life living in nature. She must of come back to the bag frequently, because that is where she was found. She has always been illusive. She likes to pet herself on your hand. When she is done, she usually yells at you and then kills your hand. It is very important not to pull your hand away, or she will just dig her claws and teeth in deeper in order to kill you even more. With that said, she has a very spontaneous sensitive side. She loves her wet food and being brushed. She can't get enough treats and enjoys spitting and hissing at Bing. </div>
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Keeping micro farms is not extremely easy. It's is not terribly hard either. There is a lot of sifting. I guess it might take a discerning eye. I have to keep a close look out for the teeny tiny little worms.</div>
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The "gross stage". This stage is where the icky stuff goes. The obvious dead and the molting.</div>
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<b>Super worms</b>: the same as meal worms, just bigger and grosser.</div>
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And there you have it. 3 farms. k~<br />
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A couple of days ago I took the time to count my animals. I do this every now and again because it fluctuates over the year. 58 was the number plus 3 micro farms. This of course does not include my family of 3 children and my husband :). I don't have them all pictured some are hard to get on camera, but I have some pictured below. Now if you read my blog or talked to me recently you know Medusa (pictured below) has passed away, but I still have one snake and her name is Mazey. So Medusa is representing her. Then Mama, Studio, Buff, Quailly, Quailly, Nancy 2, Francis, Buff, Perdi, Lizzy, Jupiter, and Bing. Sam helped me take some of the pictures. It does take a while to care for all of these precious lives, it's what I do.</div>
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So if I were to list them all it would be as follows:<br />
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2 African clawed frogs<br />
1 large feeder gold fish<br />
2 anoles<br />
2 long tailed grass lizards<br />
1 corn snake<br />
2 bearded dragons<br />
2 tortoises<br />
2 box turtles<br />
2 fresh water parrot fish<br />
1 hamster<br />
2 bunnies<br />
1 cat<br />
1 dog<br />
1 quail<br />
3 chickens<br />
7 water turtles<br />
12 (or so) small fish<br />
3 large feeder fish<br />
8 brown goldfish (outdoor ponds)<br />
4 bullhead (outdoor pond)<br />
Cricket farm<br />
Meal worm farm<br />
Super warm farm<br />
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Phew. That was overwhelming just to write. I have quite a system down and my sister is the only other one that has it down. Sam is catching on. Now onto the plants... oh later on that I'm exhausted. k~K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-59201309455544932922015-09-20T15:08:00.001-05:002015-09-20T21:06:37.426-05:00The day I got "schooled" by my chickensOf the 3 Chickens, Studio has finally started laying eggs. She has been for about a month now. She liked to lay them under the coop. As we are approaching winter, I have not wanted any of them to get used to laying any eggs under the coop for obvious convenience reasons. So, I had Rick board around the coop. The next thing I know we are hearing quite a ruckus, noises that I had not heard before. I ran outside and went to the coop. There was Studio trying desperately to get under the coop. <br />
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So I took Studio into the coop and sat down with her. I put her where she should be laying her eggs. I said gently "This is where you lay your eggs Studio. This is where hey go." So she scratched and scratched and squatted and clucked. Then she did this over and over again. Finally after a while she bit my hand and I said "Ok, enough is enough, you go on your way." <br />
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The next day I needed to get oyster shells, grit, and organic seed mix as a suppliant with their pellets. When I was at Eggplant, I saw 2 ceramic eggs (they were quite expensive) in a package. They recommended them to me to get the hens to lay where they should. I got home and decided that I could tell the real from the ceramic and put the 2 ceramic in their coop where I wanted them to lay. Just a note, it's not so easy to to tell them apart.<br />
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The next morning when I got up and went to feed the chickens, there were 2 eggs laying close together by their chair that sits in a corner of their run far away from their coop, I went to the coop and inside was laying an egg. <br />
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I stood up. What was I looking at? 3 eggs. That means one is real. A chicken really rolled one or both of the ceramic eggs out of the coop, down the ramp and over to the side of the chair. I took all 3<br />
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Somehow Studio laid an egg outside, and chose to roll out a ceramic egg next to it as if to tell me "NO I LAY MY EGG OUT HERE!" <br />
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K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-91695306914100504622015-09-18T20:39:00.000-05:002015-09-18T20:39:26.267-05:00The reach out<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Recently, there have been suicidal triggers going on around me. I often think of my friend Steve who held it together for so long. He was just a breath of sunshine. His smile warmed any room. But he suffered so, emotionally and physically. Then there were those ladies that had jumped off the high bridge. The one that was at the end of August was an elementary friend of my sons. We are very sad as a family. We didn't keep close once David left that school, but she still brought joy to us. One of our favorite family sayings is from her "I played baseball, I was good" We'll miss you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Throughout my 18 month bout with depression and diagnosis of BPD I have suffered from suicidal ideations and self injurious thinking off and on and it comes and goes still. I guess I had been in this frame of mind in June and just recently. In June I found myself at the very very end of my rope. I was overwhelmed with the way things were not working out with me, that certain relationships were a disaster, I felt I was being blamed for things exclusively that were not completely my fault. I was being told how things were going to be. I was given the cold shoulder for so long and no way of speaking to the right person so I could understand what was going on around me. Choices were being made about me and for me. On my own in my depressive condition, I would just talk myself into telling myself I was a terrible person and there was no way of making things right. At the very last end of my rope, I reached out. Was I skillful NO. But at least I tried as best as I could to get some facts and some help. I asked the person if they would help me. The answer.. NO. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So what am I trying to say in this Blog? What is this message about? Well it's not just me spewing my own feeling everywhere. It is a lesson of mistakes and forgiveness, keeping up a give and take relationship no matter how shallow or deep the relationship is and don't overlook things that have been laid right in front of you . Life is short. It moves quickly. But moments can be long and meaningful if you give them the time they deserve. Take the time a relationship needs to build. But never ever be afraid to step over lines when it comes to someones life. Pick up the phone, listen, remind them that they are loved. You see, it is not healthy for you to surround yourself with sick people. It is not healthy to keep up toxic friendships. What is important to remember, however, is that if you were hanging on the edge of the bridge, would you want someone to care? Would you have wanted someone to care before you walk to the bridge? Think to yourself how much courage it took for that person to actually pick up the phone or text you when they hate themselves and "know" you loath them and then ask for help from you. Think about how impossible that would be. Could you do that now when you are feeling fine? Think about it when you are ill, very ill. Suicide is forever. And even to the person who wants it SO BAD, it may make no sense at all. So try and reflect on the times you may have not had time for a friend that just needed a shoulder. Ultimately it is their choice to die. If they do kill themselves by themselves it is their responsibility. But I know first hand that help can be given when people treat others like people. Everyone has flaws but I think everyone wants to be loved and wants to belong. Some people need more than one chance, some</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">times 2,3,4 but the one thing is for sure, they deserve to live. k~</span>K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-11901796431684929572015-09-13T14:04:00.000-05:002015-09-13T14:04:14.751-05:00MedusaMedusa is my beautiful adopted morph corn snake. She came to me from a retired science teacher, I had 2 tortuous from her all ready. One tortuous has sadly passed but Natasha is still with us. <br />
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She, Medusa, had grown the habit of biting and Eileen (the school teacher) was wondering if I could get her to stop doing that. She also wondered if I could give her the holding that Medusa needed.<br />
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Ironically, Medusa loves to slide through my ponytail and then she likes to slide up on the top of my head. That's where she likes to sit.<br />
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Over the last few months she has slowed down. I have been watching her closely. She hasn't eaten in 2 months now. Snakes can go quite some time with out eating, so I am not panicked about it... yet. It's just sad to watch animals age. It's possibly time for a vet visit.<br />
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Two days before we needed to bring our daughter down to Gustavus for college someone decided that it would be entertaining in some way to take a huge rock and smash our truck window. For some reason I have yet to be upset about this action in perhaps the usual way. I have to admit that my fright, fight, faint, flee or freeze reactions are almost nil these days, but all that came to mind was the song by CSN "Teach your children". This song just kept going over in my mind. What struck me was that if you look at both verses, it takes in account, any age choosing to be unskillful. They allow anyone to act in the moment. Only the person or people involved know motive behind this act. I'm sure that they were just walking by saw the rock and said "this would be funny". I am sure it was just: rock, window, good feeling, goodbye. </div>
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Recently, I did the shaving cream lecture for my kids. If you haven't it is a really good kind of powerful visual. All three had something to say about what they saw and what they felt when I said, "now put the shaving cream back". I believe it really showed them that it is easy and fast to hurt someone, but not easy at all to recant words and actions once they're out there. The rock has been thrown, the window broken, the plans shifted. We had a very successful move in day. All is going well. Rick might be driving to Mankato tomorrow for a computer issue, but overall things are going good. k~</div>
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K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-80674563809489868662015-09-03T12:43:00.001-05:002015-09-03T12:43:22.921-05:00What a long strange trip the morning routine it is.It's kind of funny. When I stop and think about what I do every morning for my menagerie, all I can do is smile. I am amazed that I do so much and yet it seems so little, perhaps because it seems so routine to me by now. <br />
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I accept that this is the beginning of my morning. A fresh day. A day that starts with a once over on health and wellness of the each animal. Then it is an assessment of each habitats water or tank of water, then the habitat it'self. I follow with lights on for everyone and a hardy good morning. Not everyone is so excited to see me. Fancis for one, could really care less whether it is morning or night. Quailly is a spaz day and night, no matter what time. The turtles always think it's meal time and lastly, the 4 lizards are ready with their escape plan at any moment.<br />
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I do a morning feeding for some, an afternoon feeding for others and a evening feeding for rest. It's amazing how all of this information has stayed steady in my brain through my bought with being sick. For that I am very grateful. Some make it easy for me not to forget them, others however, are so quiet that it would be so easy to forget.<br />
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My cousin Steve posted an article about my dad from the Cambridge Star. I thought it curious that the word menagerie was used in it. Cambridge never did get a museum going, but I think the town missed out. I always wanted to learn more about the heritage of the people who settled here. I also think it would have been very educational to have an area that was filled with thing from far away lands. I am sure my dad wasn't the only one that went on exotic adventures to far away lands.</div>
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Closer to our home, I remember our house of menagerie. It was ever changing it's members, but we always had inhabitants. In my house we always had lizards hanging from our curtains. We had turtles roaming around our house. They were potty trained. When they came to eat they would go on the paper the food would be on. It was very convenient. Kangaroo Rats with their super big feet and ears and long tale with a big fluff at the end, were some of my favorites.</div>
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Just a break in every topic on my blog to say THANK YOU!! Thanks for all wonderful birthday wishes today. My day was really special. This morning my sister came over, and we let the chickens out to roam the yard. I also brought out Quailly and put him in our outdoor pen. He crowed like a tiny rooster almost the entire time. Then we went shopping for Cora, because she is off to the BWCA tomorrow. Built a new cricket farm have yet to start it. Then there was super and the cake. Oh I forgot Francis was out. I got a great big birthday poop from him for my birthday. So I also got a birthday shower whether I needed it or not. Yeah for me :) So a few Bob's Burgers and off to bed for me. Out with my sisters tomorrow morning for Birthday 2. I will post one of my cake photos, just because it's chocolate ice cream cake :) Thanks again! k~</div>
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<br />K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-77877944718110767302015-07-27T11:02:00.000-05:002015-07-27T11:02:12.112-05:00The Girls... and I mean the chickens :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I think it has taken me so long to get to my next group of wonderful animals, because believe it or not they are incredibly hard to photograph, at least for me. They are constantly moving. Group shots are really hard to photograph and get all of them clear and looking at the camera. I love my chickens. They won't even lay eggs for 4 or 5 more months. So I have 3 chickens. All were born on the same day but of course being different types of chickens they are all different sizes and have very different personalities. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mama Cosmo (Mama) She was the leader for most of the time when she lived in the house. Since the chickens have been in the yard, leadership has changed a bit. She is a Wyandotte chicken. They will be laying brown eggs. Her personality now is mostly a timid and scared. She does not like being held as much as the other 2.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Studio (Sweet Pea or Studio 54) She is a Austrolorp She is the leader now. She spent all of her time in the house do super ditzy things and was always last to learn a new chicken skill. She was by far a big airhead. I then started to call her Studio 54 for that reason and Studio stuck. Now in the yard, she is the leader. The other 2 follow her and keep and eye on what she is doing. She doesn't mind being held. She doesn't love it but doesn't fight me or Sam either. She is also very talkative. And YES I do talk chicken all the time to them. They do respond to me and come over.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Buff (Buff McNaughten) She is a Buff Opington chicken. We called Buff, Buff McNaughten after a hemit that lived in the woods by Gull lake. He knew my father in laws dad and my father in law. So when we saw that name we knew even though she was a girl she had to have that name. She has always been the shyest. She has always seemed like the youngest even though they are the same age.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Night time. Here they are in their Coop. They make so much noise when they settle down for the night, it's kind of funny to just sit and listen to them. I know what they are doing. One chicken gets settled and then another one comes in and steals it, and so on. This goes on and on. Then all is quiet. k~</span></div>
<br />K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-68461090415562267882015-07-26T20:45:00.005-05:002015-07-26T20:45:58.413-05:00Quail catch up.....<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Qauilly is officially a boy. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With quail there is a specific test one can do to determine if it is male or female. If you squeeze their bottom and a foam ball comes out, it's a boy, no questions asked. And well, the other day, it happened. I know, I know. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Quailly has been crowing loudly around the house for a few weeks know (another sign of a male) but I just though "it could be Quailly singing her beautiful song"... denial. I really wanted a girl. I was hoping so for a girl so there would be no need to have Quailly fixed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But alas my luck is often tilted in the "not your way girl friend" So I will have 2 Quail and a huge vet bill some day, and I will love them both. Sigh. k~</span></div>
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K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-73586968661977690302015-07-23T00:27:00.001-05:002015-07-23T00:27:56.596-05:00Quailly the QuailI thought I would start with Quailly since as of today, he/she is the newest to the menagerie. The way I am figuring he/she was born in the week of June 10th. which makes he/she 6 weeks. We hope to know if he/she is a he or a she. There are ways that are not working. SOOOO......I just need to wait for an egg to drop out. That begins at around 7 or 8 weeks! Really?? The male gender should be obvious by now, All you need to do is squeeze their butts and a big white foam bubble is supposed to come out. Well this quail here is just peeing a little and getting pretty irritated at me. For the life of me I can't get it to work right so, I just wait. Hey... I guess we all wait :) <br />
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I adopted her from the Wildlife Rehabilitation Center. He/she needs a covey so I guess our Menagerie is hers/his covey. Sam put her in the doll house I am totally redoing. This is one of the unfinished rooms. She LOVED the bed. She/he sat and picked at the blanket for minutes and minutes.<br />
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Then there are other things that Quailly enjoys She/he loves to be held, A LOT. She also loves being rocked, sometimes asleep.<br />
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So birds are so new to my menagerie and so new to me. I just love my Chickens and I love my Quail. </div>
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<br />K~http://www.blogger.com/profile/09951571880754055275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31759926.post-82927250409699748672015-07-17T23:48:00.001-05:002015-07-17T23:48:46.907-05:00The menagerie list<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sometimes the list of my animals can be hard to make, because I have so many. I also get new adoptees and rescues often, so the list gets added to. I think that a current list might be helpful and then I promise I will get some photos in here. I do have several running down the side :) There are so many stories that go along with my animals some are hard to forget and some are fun to remember. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The List:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Quail</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">3 Chickens</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">7 Water Turtles</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">4 Land Turtles</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2 Snakes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Arboreal Frog</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2 Water Frogs</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">6 Lizards</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Millipede </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2 Bunny's</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Hamster</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Cat</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Dog</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2 Fresh Water Parrot Fish</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Several Large Feeder Goldfish</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Tank of small fish</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">3 Pools outside </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> 2 With Brown Gold Fish</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> 1 With Bullhead</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Cricket Farm</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Meal Worm Bin</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Meal Worm Egg Bin</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Meal Worm Beetle and Pupa Bin</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Super Worm Beetle and Egg Bin</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Super Worm Bin (for growing up)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Super Worm Bin (for feeding Beardies)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1 Super Worm Incubation Bin (From Worm to Pupa to Beetle)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I don't think I am forgetting anyone. I think I have them all listed. So that is my Menagerie. That is who I care for daily, along with my 3 lovely children, oh and husband. I love it. It makes me happy. k~</span><br />
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