A Big Surprise From Miss Pearl!!

When I read the post on Pearls blog, about the two girls who could use her MIL's gifts, I had no idea she was talking about my sister Wendy and I! I was so surprised to come home Friday and find a box full of goodies on the porch! This is just a portion of the wonderful things enclosed. So many pretty, useful craft and cq supplies!!! I've already used a couple, and Wendy and I split up a lot of it! Thank-you Miss Pearl! You truly made our day!!!!!

Toby and Tyler

The day came. The day I hoped would. Toby and Tyler are now tamed. So yesterday, I went to talk to the director at the humane society. "Laurie," she said, "I want to show you something." As we began to walk, the tears welled in my eyes. What I saw was more than I could stand. Room after room, cage after cage, of kittens. Cats. Every age and stage of life, but mostly, kittens. Play rooms, c bank, incubation room. All full. Housed in this building are at least 100 young cats, and a few adult. Their future? Hopefully to find a forever home. "For every 3 that may go out in a day, 15 may come in." Heart sick. That's all I could feel. Prognoses for Toby and Tyler? Grim. As wild cats, only used to me, they would go mad if put in a cage, surrounded by cages of other kittens, they wouldn't be able to handle it,and at that point the only option is to be put down. I can't, and I won't. I was offered an option, and will take it. Tomorrow, they are going to the humane society for worming, blood work up, and shots. Next week, they will be neutered. From there, they are coming home. Against my husbands will, but the other option is more than I can bear. With 33 years as director of the humane society, she had hoped to see a change. That pet owners would understand the importance of having their pets spayed or neutered. That they would be responsible. Yet year after year, from early spring through October, hundreds of kittens pass through the doors.

These babies have had a rough start. They took a long time to trust, and though Toby (left) is totally tame and the loudest purrer on the face of the planet, Tyler still has a ways to go.

As it stands now, these are Andy's babies. He bathes them, talks to them, disciplines,reprimands, teaches, and plays with them. He's their daddy, friend, and companion. He would be beside himself if they left.
So they won't. For now.

Our Camping Trip

Our day began on Saturday, with Kathy and Marti taking a cruise on the tall ship, Appledore IV. Once out in the bay, it was full sail, but I couldn't get a picture.

One of the highlights of our stay at Port Crescent, was the look-out at the day use park. Birds of prey are a common site there, especially bald eagles. We didn't see any, but the sound of the birds, and the quiet peaceful surroundings were just beautiful. Here, Marti is looking through the telescope over the terrain. Claire watches on.

Daddy helps her see through the telescope.

Wendy and Dan are quite the recyclers! What an imaginative way to make tent lights! Mustard bottles, old pill bottles, and caps make a colorful display! I thought this was so clever! And you'll never see them anywhere else!
Evenings ended by the fire pit, s'mores were our special treat, and a pleasant end to the day.

Camping at Pt. Crescent...Off to a Great Start!

Let's go Camping! Sure! I'll take the tent! It has 3 bedrooms, a huge living space, and so much room. So off we go! Me, my sisters Marti and Kathy, and our family friend who we adopted as our sister, Nancy. And time to put up the tent. Or try I should say,
Now come on! How hard can it be! I've had it for some time, and the box always said, easy assembly, can be set up in 5 minutes with one person! So what's wrong ladies, having a little trouble are we!?
Well, Nancy seemed to have a sense of humor about it, for maybe 5 minutes anyway, the alotted time to set it up, again, according to the box. But after trying over and over again, to no avail, I decided to call in reinforcements. The boys from the site behind us. Yeah, I did, I'm not proud that way. "You look like strong, intelligent men, could you possibly assist us in putting up this tent?" "Sure, no problem!! So over they came!
And about an hour later, back they went! They couldn't figure it out either. So on we tried, again to no avail. After watching the comedy of errors,
this young man, from the site on the other side of us, saw we needed some help and came to our rescue. Or so he thought! Well, an hour or so later, we dismissed him with a grateful heart, so he could get back to his site. He was just as frustrated as we were, and the 2 gents before him!
So, after trying in vain, here is our tent, all set up and ready to go! Different color you say!? Yep, we drove 20 miles to the nearest Wal Mart, where Nancy purchased a new one. The old one? Into the dumpster.
Oh well, this little guy lifted my spirits. He kept me entertained all the next afternoon. I'd throw down almonds, and he'd come right to my feet, stuff his pouches and take them back to his burrow. This went on all that day! What a little cutie! Chipmunks are the sweetest little guys, and the campground was full of them! So all's well that ends well! More tomorrow, but for now you can go to Mother Nature's Symphony to see some of the beauty that surrounded us on our trip!

Furry Friends Friday

Bobby was groomed yesterday, this is his new do! He loves going, dragged me into Pet Smart, through the store, and to the door of the grooming salon. Once in, he went right through the half door and to his groomer, Kaitlin. He always gets high marks on his report card!
For the next 3 days, I will be on a camping trip with my sisters and our friend Nancy. I'll see you then, and can't wait to play catch up with all of you! Have a wonderful week-end, and if you haven't already, pop on over to my new blog by clicking on the picture in the side bar.

Because of the amount of pictures I've been taking, I have started another blog to showcase some of my favorites. Please pop over to Mother Natures Symphony, and enjoy what she has to offer!

Boy I Hate It When He's Right......

Now what is she showing us? Some kink of weird tree growth? Back of some strange animal? Do I really want to know!? Well, none of the above. It's my floor. Ken warned me the other day, don't leave the iron plugged in, Bobby will knock it down, and somethings going to get burnt. Well, I heeded that one well... I heard the crash, Bobby came running, but did I get out of bed to investigate what trouble he got into? Noooooo. I fell back to sleep! And when I finally did get up, oh I'd say about an hour later, give or take, I found my iron, on the floor, (always hated that junk Ken haphazardly put down,) and when I lifted it, found the automatic shut off no longer works. When it fell, it turned on. Way on. So. Do I get a new floor, and forget my trip west? NO way! I'll throw a rug over it and call it good! I can live with that,