On January 8th I adopted an old Catahoula Leopard Dog mix named Christie from the Pima Animal Care Center here in Tucson. After three different visits without connecting to any of the dogs, this visit, Christie pretty much picked me.
It has been so long since I’ve written a post I almost forgot which application I use to do so. Luckily after my Windows 10 upgrade, it looks like Windows Live Writer is still functioning so lets dust off the cobwebs and get to the gratitude.
Posted in Bandit, Cats, Crochet, Family, Merlin, Nekoka, Parrots, Sassafrass
Tagged Bandit, Merlin, Nekoka, Sassafrass, Thanksgiving
I love this bird. He has been with me twenty-one years now, and the place I got him from estimated him to be about two years old, so I consider him to be twenty-three. The older he gets the more mellow he is, although he can still really pump up the volume when he wants to.
I can’t image what my life would be without him. Internet resources claim Nanday Conures lifespans range from twenty to thirty years. He has slowed down considerably in activity, but he is just as agile and quick as always as far as I can tell when flying, and he can destroy a chunk of pine as fast as always. I’m hoping I have many more years of his company, because my shoulder without Bandit on it just doesn’t feel right.
I celebrated my fifty-fourth birthday yesterday with a project I’ve been contemplating for awhile. I have been wanting to do some gardening, and my pinterest has been filling up with various do-it-yourself inexpensive gardening ideas. I really liked one I saw using some metal buckets. My idea was to substitute some cheap plastic pails, and I found some that made me giggle at Walmart. (Sigh – yes, I shop at Walmart sometimes). Then I hit the spring sale at Home Depot for flowers. I had already picked up some hooks and mesh and potting soil at Ace (which I like much better for that sort of thing, because the employees at my local Ace are so wonderfully helpful and friendly).
We are trying very hard to feel sympathy for my East Coast friends who are suffering through a horrendous winter. I look at those temperatures and shiver in empathy. I hope I never have to move back east!
I’ve been watercolor painting again after a whole year’s sabbatical, but SOMEONE thinks my choice of subject matter leaves something to be desired. Why I’ve picked it up again, will be explained further down this post.