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Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
A New Love
Took Murphy to the vet yesterday. It was time for his annual visit, plus I wanted to ask about THE baldness problem. There is a new vet at our clinic, Lakeway Animal Clinic.
After I dumped Murphy out of his cat carrier (which requires me to turn the box on it’s end and shake) he strutted his stuff across the metal examination table. The new vet, Dr. K. rubbed his back, scratched his ears and then she leaned over and kissed him right on top of his head.
I was a little surprised and said, “Did you just kiss him on his head.” She said , “Yes. I really didn’t mean to be so obvious about it.” She was embarrassed, but she shouldn’t have been. I have also kissed Murphy on his head before. He’s a very kissable fellow. I would probably kiss him more often if he weren’t covered from head to toe in fine black hair … except for that one bald spot.
At any rate, she won me over. I figure anyone who loves animals so much she kisses them, …. Well, she’s got to be a pretty wonderful vet. Murphy agreed. He’s forgotten all about Jewels the Fishtale Cat (she had her chance) and he is now in love with Dr. K over at Lakeway Animal Clinic.
Back to the baldness. As it turns out, no, he should not have a naked tummy. Dr. K says he could be a little OCD, and he’s just doing a little obsessive grooming, or something could be irritating his tummy causing him to nibble and pull out the hair, OR (and yes this is a big OR) he could be dragging it across something that is pulling the hair off. Like maybe his tummy drags over the edge of those really rough steps out in his bachelor pad.
We are supposed to keep a close eye on him and see if we can figure out the problem.
I just knew it had to be the steps. So far Murphy and I have had two Mexican standoffs. Both of us standing in the back yard staring at the steps. I want to see him walk up them so I can tell if his tummy is dragging. He’s just standing there, probably wondering what I’m doing out there in his bachelor pad. I gave up first the first time. It was about 95 degrees and really hot. The second time, rather than walk up the steps as he always does, he went to the side of the steps and simply leapt onto the landing and then shot through the pet door.
Somehow, I knew this wouldn’t be easy.
After I dumped Murphy out of his cat carrier (which requires me to turn the box on it’s end and shake) he strutted his stuff across the metal examination table. The new vet, Dr. K. rubbed his back, scratched his ears and then she leaned over and kissed him right on top of his head.
I was a little surprised and said, “Did you just kiss him on his head.” She said , “Yes. I really didn’t mean to be so obvious about it.” She was embarrassed, but she shouldn’t have been. I have also kissed Murphy on his head before. He’s a very kissable fellow. I would probably kiss him more often if he weren’t covered from head to toe in fine black hair … except for that one bald spot.
At any rate, she won me over. I figure anyone who loves animals so much she kisses them, …. Well, she’s got to be a pretty wonderful vet. Murphy agreed. He’s forgotten all about Jewels the Fishtale Cat (she had her chance) and he is now in love with Dr. K over at Lakeway Animal Clinic.
Back to the baldness. As it turns out, no, he should not have a naked tummy. Dr. K says he could be a little OCD, and he’s just doing a little obsessive grooming, or something could be irritating his tummy causing him to nibble and pull out the hair, OR (and yes this is a big OR) he could be dragging it across something that is pulling the hair off. Like maybe his tummy drags over the edge of those really rough steps out in his bachelor pad.
We are supposed to keep a close eye on him and see if we can figure out the problem.
I just knew it had to be the steps. So far Murphy and I have had two Mexican standoffs. Both of us standing in the back yard staring at the steps. I want to see him walk up them so I can tell if his tummy is dragging. He’s just standing there, probably wondering what I’m doing out there in his bachelor pad. I gave up first the first time. It was about 95 degrees and really hot. The second time, rather than walk up the steps as he always does, he went to the side of the steps and simply leapt onto the landing and then shot through the pet door.
Somehow, I knew this wouldn’t be easy.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Rufus on North Poplar
As some of you may know, North Poplar Street in Paris, Tennessee is one of my favorite places. Every year the folks on North Poplar have a yard sale and I always try to go. I seldom buy anything because I get so carried away taking photos. And that's exactly what happened this year.
Meet Rufus the Gardner
Rufus resides on North Poplar Street in the backyard of the home belonging to Tae & Karen Eaton.
The Eatons have transformed their backyard into a magical haven which would befit the finest landscaping magazines.
And they did all this work themselves.
I love this backyard and want one just like it.
More photos from North Poplar to come!
Meet Rufus the Gardner
Rufus resides on North Poplar Street in the backyard of the home belonging to Tae & Karen Eaton.
The Eatons have transformed their backyard into a magical haven which would befit the finest landscaping magazines.
And they did all this work themselves.
I love this backyard and want one just like it.
More photos from North Poplar to come!
Sunday, June 26, 2011
In Love
Murphy is in love!
He hasn't met her yet. He's just seen her photos on the computer.
She lives over at the Fishtale Lodge. Her favorite perch is in a kitchen window behind the curtains.
Her name is "Jewels." This is why.
Isn't she gorgeous!
Friday, April 22, 2011
Storms and Bunnies!
We had a terrible storm come through here. Straight line winds came across the lake at about 70 miles an hour uprooting trees all up and down the shore line. See the pretty lake picture at the top of right column on this page ... the one with the pretty blue water and white dogwood. Just imagine standing in the same spot I was in when I took that photo with a 70 mph wind blowing in your face.
The storm passed. Thank goodness no one was hurt and there was very little structural damage. But I can't imagine how many trees have been lost.
On the bright side ... SPRING HAS FINALLY SPRUNG!
Flopsy and Mopsy are playing in the phlox and ajuga. That's Flopsy on the left, Mopsy on the right. My sister, Anne, gave me these cute little brown ceramic bunnies years ago. They are starting to show their age. I think a bird may have been using Flopsy's head to open sunflower seeds. Our youngest granddaughter loves these rabbits. Everytime she comes to visit she has to pick them up.
I can hear everyone say "Awwwwww!" This is so sweet! I couldn't believe I was lucky enough to catch this photo.
Other bunnies in our neighborhood ...
I think I found the Easter bunny. He's hiding at Homestead Garden & Gifts on East Antioch Road just down the road from me.
He loves petunias. Have you ever smelled petunias??? The fragrance is a little like cinnamon. A wonderful fragrance. I didn't buy this planter. I think I may have to.
Happy Easter everyone!
The storm passed. Thank goodness no one was hurt and there was very little structural damage. But I can't imagine how many trees have been lost.
On the bright side ... SPRING HAS FINALLY SPRUNG!
Flopsy and Mopsy are playing in the phlox and ajuga. That's Flopsy on the left, Mopsy on the right. My sister, Anne, gave me these cute little brown ceramic bunnies years ago. They are starting to show their age. I think a bird may have been using Flopsy's head to open sunflower seeds. Our youngest granddaughter loves these rabbits. Everytime she comes to visit she has to pick them up.
This was last year - or was it the year before?
This is when we were trying to go in for the evening. She wouldn't give up Mopsy.
Other bunnies in our neighborhood ...
I think I found the Easter bunny. He's hiding at Homestead Garden & Gifts on East Antioch Road just down the road from me.
He loves petunias. Have you ever smelled petunias??? The fragrance is a little like cinnamon. A wonderful fragrance. I didn't buy this planter. I think I may have to.
Happy Easter everyone!
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