some facts that have not married their cousins...or something like that....Ima right, @Nancy of Rural Journal?

Tomez, after his life altering wildfire experience last year,
has taken up yoga.

He also spends inordinate time reading.

Thank you for asking about him.
We have been trying to have serious discussions about 
why he feels compelled
to bring/shove/cram
live animals
through his kitty door at night.
And then
body parts on my bathroom floor.

I wear contact lenses. I dont see well without them.
Especially when its early morning and i dont have them in.
Nothing like stepping on bird claws, squeaking baby bunnies,
unidentified squishy wet things
when you have to pee.

His reply is that they are volunteers for his "companion animal therapy" program.

"but why do you kill them?" I ask

"oh... those...
those are terrible accidents"...
he says,
licking a paw.

Speaking of which -
I want to kill this horse now.
Hes off his antibiotic uniprim,
been off 3 days of pain killers.
He trots, bucks, snorts, farts, gallops
I dont feed him fast enough.
Now we are thinking for sure it was
an upper respiratory bacterial infection.
laminitis my butt.

but too bad, he's on a diet anyways.

and just in case I have ordered a Hannibal Lector Grazing Muzzle for him...
Halloween is coming up in only 2 months...

btw I do hope to outlive this horse.

The bumble bees have finally arrived to pollinate all the things.

I love them, but you cannot hug them.

I found that out.

These last three trees that have not died.
I water them.
talk to them.
"please oh please dont die" 

These sit on the west side of the house,
where the sun is the nastiest in the summer.

the trees are dead on the east and north side.

We are going to have to buy trees to plant this fall.

It kills Mr. Foresterman to have to buy trees when we see them
grow so willingly, wildly, weedly-like in other places...

just not here, right now.

Ebony wanted me to post this picture
to show other potential horse friends
that he really is a 
cool guy to hang out with...

I did tell him the one single piece of hay 
sticking out of his mouth
too over the top....

like he's elvis or something.

He went with it anyway.

because I cant just stop at 5 or 6 facts,
this is what i look like right now
that my family doesnt call
for a welfare check on me,
since I havent sent out those notes and cards
to those i promised them to.
back in june.

The white streaks on my arms are bentonite clay, it helps with bug bites (See fact #4).

and Finally, FINALLY
we are haying.
all our body parts are crossed that we do not need to go to
for anymore chunks or parts 
that have to be replaced on the

Being this green, we have not had any fire danger.
We sleep at night like babies....

This is our last package of cow elk that my girlfriend shot last fall.
Elk has the best meaty taste in the world.
I barely have to mix it with any beef at all when its ground.
Decisions, decisions
Lasagna, or stroganoff...

how about both!?


Dexterdog will be turning 12 soon.
this is him in his Samoyed summer suit.
He loves his haircuts!

We are still hoping to go on a camping trip sometime soon.
Problem is that it has been too wet, and snowy
where we want to go.

With Dexterdogs feet,
he would have no problem sploshing on trails...
we cant say the same for us.

 So thats it ina nutshell - 

we are alive, and coping, 

kissing away
the Summer of 2013

As if its the end,

the end of summer camp, 
never to see each other again...

dang. too over the top.
*shrugs shoulders, goes back outside, whistling*


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