So, we are getting two new cats. Because I looked around and said to myself,
“Taylor. We need more animals. Yes! That is exactly what we need.”
Someone was needing to find a home for a mama cat and one of her babies and I said we could take them. My boys are extremely excited for this great event to occur. Upon hearing the joyous news, Little Dude ran up to Mr. Poppers, our current kitty, and asked him,
“Mr. Poppers! Are you excited to meet your new flam-i-lee?!?”
And flam-i-lee would actually be “family.” Of course.
The kids have made a “cat house” for the cats to dwell in. And I am sure the cats will actively participate in enjoying their new house. Because we all know how deeply cats strive to please humans.
I believe we are collecting our new felines on Friday. It will be most exciting.
Strawberries! Let’s talk about strawberries. For it pleases us so.
We have clearly missed our calling as Strawberry Farmers.
Obviously.
It’s all just so exciting for us country folk, you know? We ain’t got nothing else to do but pick them berries and get all happy-like.
Oh! And we made pie! A real, strawberry pie. Complete with homemade crust. And you all know how much I excel at the homemade pie crust. I got so tickled with myself that I made a blackberry pie the next day. Yes! Another pie! Because apparently I am fond of pie. Who knew?!
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Back in May, we bought a Bobcat. Do not ask me what a Bobcat is. I know not. But we own one. Immediately it had to be driven to a mechanic who lives about two hours away. 6 weeks and many, MANY dollars later, it was finally ready to be picked up. David went and picked it up on Wednesday night. He came home, unloaded it from the trailer, and off he went.
Where was he going? What was his purpose? Did he miss me?
We may never know.
On Saturday, he was clearing the land for the upcoming “horse fence” when the Bobcat plumb stopped working. Which was unfortunate, seeing as we had spent the aforementioned MANY MANY dollars to ensure that it would, oh, what’s the word . . . WORK. He was having trouble loading the not-working-right Bobcat onto the trailer so we had to call our neighbor over to bring his Bobcat to push our Bobcat onto the trailer. Which is a totally normal favor to ask of your neighbor.
Fact Check: I have no idea if what our neighbor is driving is actually a “Bobcat.” The word “skidsteer” also comes to mind, but really. What do I know? Not much. They are all tractors to me. Even though they are not. But that’s what I call them all. Tractors. I will have to ask David if I used the term “skidsteer” correctly in the post and award myself some meaningless points if I did so.
So, anyways. We were quite bummed with the whole Bobcat sitch. We had been hoping to get some work done and didn’t really get anywhere on the fence project this weekend.
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It is hot today. Hot, hot, hot my friends. The kids and I went outside quickly to get the chores done and skeedaddled back inside.
Little Dude was quite proud of his egg gathering skills. Or skillz, if you prefer.
Usually Little Dude drops an egg or two or lets a hen or two out. So this trip was quite successful for him. It’s probably because he is 5 now.
He is a bit of a flirt these days. I was watching him last Friday night in church. There is a girl who helps out in our room and she is about 12 or 13 years old. Methinks Little Dude has a bit of a crush on her.
LD to girl (shouting, because-have you met him?): HEY! HEY,YOU! WHERE YOU SITTING?
So, she kindly let him sit by her. And he was beaming, oh yes, he was. Then he had to get up and run around the room a few times during a special song. As preschoolers are apt to do during their worship service.
LD to girl: DID YOU SEE ME RUNNING?
Girl: Yes, I did.
LD: YEAH. I AM REALLY FAST NOW. DID YOU SEE ME GO ROUND AND ROUND? I’M FIVE NOW, YOU KNOW.
Girl: Oh!
And she was so sweet to him and even obliged him when he asked her to walk around the room 87 times pushing a Hot Wheel. And she did it. All 87 times. Bless her heart.
Happy Monday!
I hope the cardboard cat house works for them. It never worked for me when I was younger, and that made me sad. Perhaps that is why I chase after my animals with laundry baskets now, all in good fun, of course. And skid loader comes to my mind from my neck of the woods. Thanks for always making my day brighter!
Those strawberries are making me jealous. I have an easy recipe for a quick, make in the pan, tastes scrumptious with strawberries pie crust if ya want it.
Fun fact: my brother and sister-in-law currently have 22 cats. They use to only have two outside and one indoor cat. Then two strays came around realizing food was kept outside. Then those four outside cats had kittens. They got rid of most of them, saved up the money to get the mamas fixed and took them in to only find out they were pregnant again. So now the have one indoor cat, the two original outdoor cats, the two strays and the kittens from the two litters. I tell my sister-in-law she is on her way to be one of those crazy cat ladies.
Oh I would love some fresh strawberries. Good for you!
Strawberries may be your calling .
I see what is wrong with David’s bobcat……..the cover with the name on it is crooked……..everyone knows that has to be straight.
Har har
I’m betting the new cats will love the cat house, because it is made from BOXES! Cats can’t resist boxes! If I show my kids your cat house, they will promptly begin making one and our 5 cats will be lined up waiting to get in it.
More cats is good. Excited for your strawberry-growing skills. I guess they like it up on yore ranch. I tried pie crust once about 30 years ago. Everything was fine until I tried to roll it out. Failed. So, good for you. Thanks for the update on the LJ flamily doins.
The picture of Handsome Dude holding strawberries did me in. He is the cutest, most hilarious kid ever. Well besides your other kids of course. Life would be so boring without these crazy kids.