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Guinea pigs are much cuter when they are saying

"urk, urk, urk"

than they are when they are saying

"WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK! WEEK!"

Kitties!

Aug. 27th, 2005 03:14 pm
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Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] bluedolfyn I am passing on this super cute website of Cats in Sinks!

My daughters are out riding bikes right now, but when they get back I am prepared for the chorus of "Cuuuuuuuuute!" that is bound to ensue :).

Now back to stuff I should be doing.
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I am told that the weasel on the back porch is a short-tailed weasel, also known as a stoat. Apparently they will kill, kill, kill mice as long as there are mice to kill. They'll store them for later. And, when they run out of space, keep killing. Kind of the Terminator of rodentia.

They are cute as hell, though :).
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We now have an ex-hamster. :( Elder daughter is all right, she's sad of course, but she knows they don't live a long time and she's had him for quite a while. She doesn't want another hamster--maybe mice, or maybe those miniature hamsters (hard to imagine a smaller hamster...)--which is understandable. He was a decent hamster. I guess we'll be having a hamster funeral sometime this weekend, which will be much easier since the ground hasn't frozen yet. (Wouldn't have enjoyed storing him for a spring burial...)

Right now she's making popcorn for them to eat while watching a Pink Panther movie. We watched Arsenic and Old Lace first, which I enjoyed but which 5-year-olds can apparently take or leave. Earlier I made banana pudding, but it's not chilled enough yet, so popcorn it is. I've made chocolate banana pudding before, but never the traditional one. (And actually, since I skipped the meringue, this one isn't exactly traditional either. )

Because, you know, domesticity appears at random moments. :)
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I saw a blue heron on my way into town last night. It was standing by the side of the road, near the creek about a quarter-mile from the house. I drove by, expecting it to take off, but it didn't. I pulled to the bottom of the hill, looked back and saw it still there, and backed up again, where I watched it for half a minute before it took flight, and flew in front of me for the next half mile or so, swooping back and forth across the road and around nearby fields until it settled at another creek by one of our neighbors. (When you live in the country you have several miles of neighbors. :)) It was very, very cool; I've seen them before at a distance but never this close.

Ew.

Aug. 11th, 2004 04:09 pm
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There is nothing that says "It's time to take an early supper break from cleaning" like a live, albeit waterlogged, bat in one's toilet.

And yes, I had to get help. I'm a big wuss when it comes to potentially-angry wet flying rodents.
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I downloaded my email this afternoon--haven't read it all yet--and discovered that one of the ADF lists (Dedicant's, I think) is back on the animal sacrifice thing.

Within ADF you'd think it would be a non-issue because it's simply not permitted as a part of any ADF ritual.

You'd also think that any discussion of the issue would have to do with analyzing the role it played in ancient cultures--what purpose it served--and how that role and purpose could be achieved via different means within ADF today. And some of the discussion was about that topic, but far more of it was of the "animal sacrifice is just icky and you're disgusting for even trying to understand the reason behind it!" sort.

One person even stated that not only was such a thing unheard of in the neopagan community (which might well be true, it's certainly not part of mainstream neopaganism, but of course I am not familiar with every possible neopagan religion), but that reconstructionists don't do it either--and that is simply untrue. AFAIK it has not been done as a part of any Hellenic recon ritual, but I know of a number of Asatru/heathen groups that hold animal blots on a regular, semiregular, or occasional basis. These are of course private rituals, and far from common, but they do happen.

I can understand why a lot of folks think that the practice is impractical today--and it is, for most people and in most places. But we're not all urban pagans. If you look out your window and see houses apartment buildings, stores and/or the occasional gas station, you probably don't want to be trying to do an animal blot. If, on the other hand, you look out the window (as I am doing now) and see fields and forests, and no neighbors within shouting distance, the idea seems more feasible. Please note that I am not a farmer. (There is a barn out back but it's long been unused for its original purpose. Great for storing stuff, though!) I will not be performing any animal blots myself--I'm not qualified. But I have absolutely no problem with someone who is qualified doing so, or with attending such a blot myself. (Just not in an ADF context, of course! :))

Squirrel

Jan. 31st, 2004 01:28 am
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The squirrel has been captured, thanks to peanut butter and a cracker. He's actually still in the trap, Dan is going to bring him up the hill and set him free (a long way from the house!) tomorrow, when it's light. Earlier he was feeding it Cheerios through the holes in the cage. (Good way to discourage it from coming back, not! :))
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The dog was barking.

I went out to talk to the dog. "Why are you barking? Don't you know people are trying to write in here?"

He looked at me with that nod-and-smile dog look, no idea what I'm going on about but whatever...

I'm guessing the coyotes are howling at some distance he, but not I, can hear. Well, whatever...
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I've pressed and trimmed all the quilt blocks, next to figure out the layout; I might get back to sewing in a few days at this rate. Yes, I've resigned myself to not finishing on time, but I'm still going to work with reasonable speed.

My daughters spent the afternoon outside feeding cheese to the cat (pre-sliced processed American cheese of the only-kids-and-cats-will-eat-it variety). That's his reward for being so incredibly mellow and wonderful with kids--the four-year-old carries him around all the time, talks to him as if he could actually understand whatever game she has in mind, and not only does he not object, he doesn't run away :). A rare beast.
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I now have the distinction of being the first person Elder Daughter's hamster has bitten. No, I wasn't swinging him by his little tail :). I was holding him, carefully and gently I thought, while she changed the litter in his cage. Two little pin-prick puncture marks in the palm of my hand. Then he tried climbing my shirt, obviously trying to obtain access to my neck--well, we weren't having any of that!

So I was calling him "Dracula" and she asked me if that meant he was a "hampire." Well, that did it, and now I have all sorts of fun annoying the kid with hampire jokes. Her uncle pronounced him one of the "hamsteratu." This could be a long weekend :).
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Elder daughter received her promised hamster today, and damn, those things really do spend all their waking time running in that wheel. Cute little thing, apparently it's a really big hamster as well. Never had one myself (sniff) although we did have a remarkably short-lived gerbil when I was a kid.

Everyone else went out tonight and I was able to spend 3 1/2 blessed hours all alone here, with loud music playing and no one here to complain. Rejuvenating :).
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