Tuesday, April 22, 2008
She is loving real food. If you are eating something she gets all kinds of mad if you are not sharing it with her. She will sit and watch every bite as it enters your mouth and then scream. I guess she can be my diet police!
She will turn 6 months old on Friday. We will be busy, so I will have to post some new pics of her next week.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
I think it thinks it is a chicken. It lives in the wood pile by our chicken coop. It is ALWAYS there. We caught it in a skunk trap twice and sent it off to a friend's farm to be a mouser, but both times it has come back. It must like it at our house.We have named her Flower. It seemed a fitting name since we caught 6 skunks in that skunk trap too. Especially since she is black and white just like a skunk! I adore her. She reminds me of my cat Smokey I had when I was little. Smokey always walked around with her tail straight up in the air and so does Flower.
She always comes to see what scraps the chickens are getting everyday. Somedays she even waits on our back porch for my husband to come and feed the chickens. She isn't bothered by the chickens at all, and the chickens don't seem to notice that she is not a chicken. My husband even caught Flower perching on the chicken perch one day with chickens on both sides of her.....unfortunately she got down before we could get a picture.
She was kind of wild and skiddish at first, but this last weekend she let my daughters pet her. She wanders around keeping track of what we are doing when we are in the yard. She hasn't let me or my husband touch her yet, but I have gotten close. I don't think she will ever be too fond of my husband especially since he dumped water on her one cold winter morning!
I like cats. I always have. I didn't realize how much I missed having one until Flower came to live with us. Too bad my hubby doesn't like them....or we would be taking her with us when we move, but then again she might not stay with us if we do. She might miss her chicken sisters.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
I think I finally stopped sucking my thumb when I was 7 or 8. My parents (bless their hearts!) tried to get me to stop too. They got some funny leather thumb harness thing to strap over my thumb. I learned how to unbuckle it with my teeth. They got some NASTY stuff to put on my thumb. I learned that you could just suck it off and then your thumb was back to normal....it was nasty though! I remember watching t.v. and sucking on my thumb. My dad would ask if I was sucking my thumb and I would quickly wipe it off so he wouldn't know......like those wrinkles didn't give me away! Finally I stopped on my own. And I don't think I turned out too bad from having been a thumb sucker.
So my little girl gets her thumb too. She has been much happier ever since we gave up trying to keep her from it, and so have we. She sleeps through the night every night. With my other girls I had to wake up and fish for the binkie and plug them back in so they would go back to sleep. She just finds her thumb and doesn't make a peep. It is heavenly. We do worry about weaning her from it someday, but we will jump that hurdle when we get to it.
The funny thing I have noticed about a lot of thumb suckers is that they have to do something while they are sucking. I had to pick at something. I would pick fuzz off of blankets. And you see that pillow with the green fringe that I am laying on in the picture above. I picked all of that fringe off. I still have that pillow, but now it is naked. Our little H has to do something while she sucks too. She use to just hold a blanket. She loved her afghan the best because she could get her fingers in the holes. Now she has started pulling or scratching. She will pull on my hair or my shirt, or she will scratch her head and tug at her hair. She will pull at her blankets while she is in bed too. It is totally cute. Except the pulling my hair bit. I am about ready to whack it all off because she is driving me nuts grabbing it all the time.
She will often suck on her thumb with her fingers fanned out across her face. It is adorable. Her poor little thumb is all chappy, but it doesn't seem to bother her. So I guess we have a total addict....a thumb sucking addict. There are worse things.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008