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Our Poor Hobbes

This little fellow may look sort of ok, but this was 2 days after he was  hit by a car. We didn’t actually see the accident but Rhen saw him out in the street…looking like he’d been run over.

Rhen ran out to get him but when he got close enough to pick him up, Hobbes just bolted and ran into the backyard. We searched for him for 4 hours without any luck.

We finally found him in the farthest corner of the basement–curled up in a ball and hiding out. I didn’t dare go to him–because he gets feisty with me when he’s scared or hurt.  But Rhen went right up and started petting him. The poor guy could hardly raise his head but started purring.

He seemed to be banged up mostly on his head–kinda like he had run into the car–rather than the car running into him. If that makes sense.

I called all kinds of vets to see if they could help but they all said that if he was moving around and didn’t have any broken bones, then he’d likely be ok.

Sure hope so, poor guy.

 

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Back To School Tarmac

Awwww…little Tarmac is off to school!

Don’t you just love his sweet back pack?!!

My favorite parts of this squirrely “get-up” are the teensy books hanging from his arms. Heehee.

Perhaps I have too much time on my hands.  Perhaps my priorities are a bit mixed up.  Perhaps it’s just freaking fun to imagine how people smile when they see this little guy each month. Pretty sure that’s why I do it.

All I know is I sure giggled a lot with this one.

That’s always time well spent.

 

 

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Plum Heaven

It’s a dream of mine to have a fruit tree that –actually produces lots of beautiful, clean, yummy fruit. You know the kind. Bushes of peaches. Bowls of pears. Buckets of cherries.

So far this year, the peach blossoms froze, the apples flung themselves to the ground for some unknown reason, and the pears… well, there were six pears that are still hard as a plate of funny looking green rocks. Honestly, they kind of scare me.

Now, Lyndi and Nate on the other hand have more grown up trees that seem to have their feet under them, so to speak. At any rate they apparently know what they’re doing more than my trees do. Peaches earlier in the summer and now–look at these plumbs!! They were so juicy and perfect that I had to just stare at them for awhile. A very short while, mind you. Four days to be exact. Yeah, I pretty much ate them all.

My dad would say, “Those plumbs were no good. They didn’t keep!”

Get it?! They didn’t KEEP?! HA!

I guess we’ll be needing a plumb tree.

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We’re All Wet

Well, this was a bit of a gamble for me–to say the least. Knowing, or believing I should say— that swimming would be a good, non-stressful way to exercise–and NOT being willing to do said exercise in public–we took the leap and bought a pool.

With my foot being so touchy, I knew that the pool ladder would certainly not work–so the gamble part was more–how on earth to get my silly self actually IN the pool in the first place. Kinda felt like I’d have to have some magical powers to make it work.

But the boy was willing to set it up and the kids were certainly willing to try it out…

so we knew that worst case scenario– a bunch of folks would have fun with it no matter what my super powers turned out to be.

It was deep enough to be fun for everyone–even the little-littles, who have all taken swimming lessons to some degree.

We even found some end-of-the-year bargains on allllll kinds of floaties.

In the end, we found a way. Not a terribly dignified or graceful way perhaps–but the result was me in the pool. So that is a wonderful success- triumph even–bigger, in fact, than you could possibly know.

Thank you my dears for once again making things work in my funny world. You just always do.

I love you with all of my heart.

~ Mom~