Paula and I went to a local state park, one near and dear to us both, to see the results of our severe drought. It was breathtaking to view. My shitty cellphone photos don’t do it justice. At all.  But click on them anyway, really, it’s amazing.

This is the boat dock for the rentals at the park. Normally there are boats in those slots, even the first one. In the area are signs warning of the dangerous soft and deep mud.

Normally all underwater.

The lake bed used to be dry land. This is a picture of the remains of a bridge on a road that once crossed the creek before it was dammed up. You can still see the tire ruts in the road and the way it curves across the bottom of the lake. We figured this is probably the first time it’s seen dry air since the area was flooded.
We took a side trip to see the spillway (bone dry, of course) and found nothing but a few stagnant pools in the ravine. Usually it’s a happily bubbling creek. About the time I realized how high up we were (I have a slight phobia) Paula , talking about the way the sides of the ravine lean, says, “Kinda makes you wonder what we’re standing on, doesn’t it?” Damn her.

It was pretty neat there, we walked around for about 3 hours and let the dogs play and swim. Fun times and a much needed break!

For Real Yo’.

Terrist rodents! Fuck!

We’re running out of human soldiers for sacrifice, but that’s ok, we have backups.

Not a squirrel.

I’m stirrin’ up shit on the internets again. I think it’s a valid question, however. I also have yet to receive a valid answer, but that’s about what I expected.

Heh. I’m glad I’m not this stressed out.

For Paula.  Hahahahahaha!

Lately I’ve been playing a lot of Puzzle Quest being on vacation and all. The game looks kind of stupid, but it’s highly addictive and a lot of fun. Between that and
Lost in Blue 2 I’ve been having a great time sitting on my ass.

Any Kids in the Hall fans out there? Mark McKinney’s character, The Chicken Lady, is my favorite character on that show. There’s one skit he does as her that cracks me up. The Chicken Lady (perpetually sexually frustrated) is on a coin operated horse, the sort kids beg to ride on. A mother (Dave Foley in drag) and her kid come up. The mother asks TCL if she’s going to be long and she says, “Yah, I’m the Chicken Lady, I’m masturbating!” and explodes in a mass of feathers upon orgasm. Hilarious.

So we feed our dogs and cats a raw diet. Meat and bones, some veggies and fruit for the dogs, but mostly meat and bones. I buy chicken for their meat since it’s illegal to use hormones and antibiotics on them now (if we could just get the beef farmers to get on board) and I buy it from our local Publix. I buy cases at a time, usually two. Because of this I’m known up there as either ‘The Petfood Lady’ or ‘The Chicken Lady’. One of these days I’m tempted, so very tempted, to spout off, “Yah, I’m the Chicken Lady, I’m masturbating!” in that same voice when asked if I’m here for my regular case of (chicken) backs.

But I’m really afraid they wouldn’t get it and I’d no longer be greeted with lit faces and smiles when they see me and will instead be whispered about in none-too-complimentary terms.

I’m sure they already think I’m nuts buying 60.00 worth of chicken parts every couple of weeks for dogs and cats, declaring that I’m masturbating in the middle of the store might be a bit much.

But, godDAMN, it’s tempting.

Why, Mr. Peebles, why?

According to this older blog post Mr. Peebles is the world’s smallest cat. At a mere 5.9″ long and 2.2 lbs he’s already full grown at 2 years of age (that’d make him about 3.5 years now).

Mr. Peebles is now adopted by Dr. Donna Sassman, who felt sorry for the sweet little guy. “I was at a house doing vaccines on a dog and saw Mr. Peebles. He was very cute and I asked the owner ‘Can I have him?’ She said, ‘Yes, if you can catch him,’” says Dr. Donna Sassman.

Turns out the P-man has a genetic defect and that’s why.