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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Back to Themselves
Last night we had power restored - Big Yeas! I'm not bragging too much since I know there are many still without. Not long after Hurrican Ike, our critters started acting normal - um back to themselves again. Nadean must have enjoyed her short stay in the kitchen during the storm. Since we had to have the windows open, she found a lower window she could jump through to get back inside the kitchen. Once she figured it out there was no stopping her.
Monday, September 22, 2008
When You Get Bucked Off, Get Back In the Saddle
One week and two days after Hurricane Ike made landfall, my house is one of many that's still without power. Everyone here at Big Carms Farm made it through the other side of Ike and now that we're battling the Texas size mosquitos that would make any trophey hunter proud to have one mounted on their wall; my husband and I know that we are blessed.
The night of the storm went like this....
My 13 year old deaf cocker spaniel, Daisy- my 10 year old deaf cat, Spooky - and my husband, Mike decided their best defense was to sleep and snore their way through the storm.
Our great dane, Sully had a past experience with Hurrican Rita before we adopted him and it wasn't a pleasant one. We knew we had to get him in the house as soon as the winds began to pick up. Well this left the goat, Nadean outside for the time being and as Sully would look out the window, Nadean would see him and cry so loud. This left me with the "do I bring her in now or wait" question in my head. Knowing I wasn't yet prepared for a goat in the house I waited until it at least got dark. At 11:30pm - poof lights and power is out, the winds are picking up and the rain is falling. I decided now it's time and as I bundled myself up to go out and brave the storm, my husband awakens to only say "where are you going?", in which I reply "I'm going to get Nadean." Not thinking of the whole situation, I run outside - in the dark - no flashlight. Searching and running through 1 1/2 acres, I finally see a beacon of light coming from the small uncovered part of the window - Mike shining the flashlight into the yard for me like a lighthouse sending the signal to the ship out at sea. I find Nadean, put the dog collar and leash on her and we're off. Once inside the safety of the kitchen, Sully and Nadean, best friends reunited. **This isn't the first time a goat of mine has been in a kitchen to ride out a hurricane. Hurricane Alicia in 1983, my father braved that moment to "save" Tammy. My brother and I loved the fact that the goat was tied to the leg of the kitchen table. Same situation, just a different time. **
Mike, Daisy and Spooky once again back asleep. Landfall was expected between 1-2 in the morning, the time was getting close to that and there was no way I could sleep and neither could Pierre. Pierre, my yellow/orange tabby cat that is truly a lover and not a fighter; couldn't seem to get close enough to me. Laying in my lap wasn't an option, no he preferred the position, that of like a baby being burped. Picture the circus tiger trainer, where the trainer would have the tiger up and across his shoulders - yeah something like that. There he stayed until the next morning.
Both Bunny and Rabbit and all 12 chickens made it through as well. Like I said, we're blessed!
The night of the storm went like this....
My 13 year old deaf cocker spaniel, Daisy- my 10 year old deaf cat, Spooky - and my husband, Mike decided their best defense was to sleep and snore their way through the storm.
Our great dane, Sully had a past experience with Hurrican Rita before we adopted him and it wasn't a pleasant one. We knew we had to get him in the house as soon as the winds began to pick up. Well this left the goat, Nadean outside for the time being and as Sully would look out the window, Nadean would see him and cry so loud. This left me with the "do I bring her in now or wait" question in my head. Knowing I wasn't yet prepared for a goat in the house I waited until it at least got dark. At 11:30pm - poof lights and power is out, the winds are picking up and the rain is falling. I decided now it's time and as I bundled myself up to go out and brave the storm, my husband awakens to only say "where are you going?", in which I reply "I'm going to get Nadean." Not thinking of the whole situation, I run outside - in the dark - no flashlight. Searching and running through 1 1/2 acres, I finally see a beacon of light coming from the small uncovered part of the window - Mike shining the flashlight into the yard for me like a lighthouse sending the signal to the ship out at sea. I find Nadean, put the dog collar and leash on her and we're off. Once inside the safety of the kitchen, Sully and Nadean, best friends reunited. **This isn't the first time a goat of mine has been in a kitchen to ride out a hurricane. Hurricane Alicia in 1983, my father braved that moment to "save" Tammy. My brother and I loved the fact that the goat was tied to the leg of the kitchen table. Same situation, just a different time. **
Mike, Daisy and Spooky once again back asleep. Landfall was expected between 1-2 in the morning, the time was getting close to that and there was no way I could sleep and neither could Pierre. Pierre, my yellow/orange tabby cat that is truly a lover and not a fighter; couldn't seem to get close enough to me. Laying in my lap wasn't an option, no he preferred the position, that of like a baby being burped. Picture the circus tiger trainer, where the trainer would have the tiger up and across his shoulders - yeah something like that. There he stayed until the next morning.
Both Bunny and Rabbit and all 12 chickens made it through as well. Like I said, we're blessed!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
The Cat and Mouse Game
Our house has two hummingbird feeders set up. One in the back near the kitchen window, the other in the front under the front porch. With hummingbirds buzzing about, it's almost like a Nascar race is happening with pit stops being at each feeder. As I cooked dinner last night, I watched a hummingbird right outside my kitchen window. I tried over and over to take a picture of this hummingbird and wasn't having much luck. I would watch him - watching me - then as I would move in, he would fly off. He would fly to the pine branch just barely out of camera reach.
It was the cat and mouse game that was being played. A few more times of him sitting there all pretty and me moving in slowly - then him zipping off to the pine branch. It was at this time that I hear in my head the theme song of the Wicked Witch, and myself saying "I'll get you my pretty".
I give praise and kudos to all the nature photographers of the world for capturing the beautiful pictures of the animals. For their patience and more patience because I was losing mine inside my kitchen until finally - I got you. Look just left of the feeder and you'll see him.
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