• Creatures,  Ramblings

    You Can Lay Down When the Day Is Done

    This is Esmeralda. She is a half-moon betta female, or so said her dinky cup. She was adopted a little over a week ago. We picked her because she was an interesting blue-green color, which she is actually not, as you can see. Also, she was lively. I know the male bettas are much more impressive, but I’ve never been drawn to the animals who get the most attention, which is why I avoid kittens at the animal shelter and children everywhere. Right now she is in a five gallon tank with some of the fake plants that were readily available at our Petsmart. We will be ordering some softer…

  • Creatures

    The Story of the Beast with Those Four Dirty Paws

    We often leave our back door open during warmer weather so the dogs can run in and out freely. This has resulted in mud, leaves, wasps, cats, goats, and chickens coming inside. I don’t mind. They’re fun memory-making moments. We close the door at night, of course, because we also have raccoons, skunks, coyotes, wolves, mountain lions, bears, and bobcats. One day last June there was a kerfuffle from cats on the back porch. This usually means Jack (Nickajack) is hanging out, and another male cat has come around. Since Muggabee has been gone for well over a year, Pickwick moved away with the previous owner of the neighboring ranch,…

  • Creatures,  Ramblings

    All the Long, Lazy Mornings in Pastures of Green

    Last night we picked up Barnaby, the last of our three goats. Tesco and Silas have been here since June 17th. Silas and Barnaby were listed as “Nigerian dwarf” and Tesco was listed as a “mini Nubian.” None of that means anything to me since they’re not being used for milk or meat; that they’re not huge is all I really cared about. So far, having goats has been mostly pleasant. It’s quite a bit of work. More than you might think. My schedule is pretty solid. I’m up at 7:30 AM on weekdays and 8:30 AM on weekends. Except now. Now, in the back of my half-sleeping brain, I’m…

  • Creatures,  Ramblings

    They’re Altogether Ooky

    I need to tell you something before we get to the traumatic event of last night. I wear makeup when we go out on Saturdays. That’s the only time I will slather my face in paints. I have never worn a lot of makeup. My goal was always to look like a slightly improved version of myself. I had no interest in cat-eye liner and smokey eyes. Even with the minimal amount I used to wear, the thought of putting it on my face became more and more repulsive, especially foundation. For the last six or seven years, I didn’t wear any makeup at all. Ever. Then, sometime around the…

  • Creatures,  Ramblings

    So Let’s Take the Long Way Home

    These images are from a hobby farm we drive by every time we come back from town. They have forty or so itty bitty goats, at which we have to stop and awww. It’s the law. I hadn’t brought my camera out in a long time, but this last weekend I decided I wanted to grab it, so I did. The pictures are terrible. Every single one was awful. I can’t go back in time right now, so they’ll have to do. Maybe I should play with the camera more than once a year. This tiny guy was out on his own, not far from the road. I figured I’d…