Special Bonds

Spare a few minutes to view this delightful story posted by Bridget, The happy Quitter. Smiles guaranteed, oohs and aahs are optional!

The happy Quitter!

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Animals never fail to surprise me. I work in animal rescue for many years, and always when I think I have seen it all, along comes a story that touches my heart and makes me smile for days.

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Yay, Yay it’s Saturday…

The pet that poops breakfast has to be one of the best advertising slogans ever!

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22D26ADA-0AAC-47BC-9FC0-B1AC19464DB1Roosters and chicken running amok are still pretty prevalent on Kauai.  This is one of several that walk around our resort everyday, especially by the outdoor bar and grill, waiting for people to finish their meal.  And crowing.  Loudly.  At any time of the day.

From what I know, Hurricane Iniki decimated the island back in 1992 and that’s when the chickens and roosters’ coops and hen houses were destroyed; chickens having been originally brought over for food and roosters for cock fighting.  Now they are more feral than domesticated and if you’re not prepared for them running loose, it’s quite a sight and sound!  But I also understand they keep the island’s bug population way down.  I kind of enjoy them now and even have a rooster Christmas tree ornament from Kauai!

And here’s a little meme from Facebook that fits right in…

chickens poop breakfast

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Twittering Tale #56 – 31 October 2017

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 140 characters or fewer.

This week we have three pictures to work with, and my contribution uses all three. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Pumpkin Mom looked out over her brood, fondly remembering the romps in the hay bales!
Granny, wrapping her stole around, smiled knowingly.

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Twittering Tale #51 – 26 September 2017

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 140 characters or fewer.

harvest-2733443_1280 Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Each year he offered the first of the crop to his darling wife.

This year she was not there to receive it.
Gone.
The apple of his eye forever!

(140 characters)

Service Paradigms

This explains so much about modern life!

Mitigating Chaos

   Recalling my Mt. St. Mary’s College, Intro to Sociology class back in 1978, it was the first time I heard the term “Paradigm”. Dr. Chris Smith, asked the class for the definition of the word?  No one seemed to know, so he provided the answer, “Twenty cents.”
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   Back to the story.
I often become confused when I hear the word Service used with these agencies:
Internal Revenue ‘Service’
United States Postal ‘Service’  th                                         
Telephone ‘Service’                                           
Cable TV  ‘Service’                                               
Civil ‘Service’                                           
Federal state, city, & public  ‘Service’
Customer ‘Service’

   What they do is not what I thought  ‘Service’ meant.  
 
   But today, I overheard two farmers talking, and one said he had hired a bull to  ‘Service’ a few cows.
 
   BAM !!!   It all came into focus.
   Now I understand what all those agencies are doing to us!!!!!!!!    

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All Creatures Great and Small

A great story here from Nan’s Farm. Well worth a read – and a follow!

Nan's Farm-Inside Out

Part One – The Sheep

The sheep minus the lambs

We’ve all done those trips down memory Lane haven’t we?  My own trips often include the cast of ‘All Creatures Great and Small’.  Sheep, pet lambs, goats, ponies, cats, dogs, chickens, rabbits, hamsters and a couple of parrots that all became part of our family.

Right now, it’s the beginning of August and as usual at this time of year, the lambs have been separated from the yews and have been moved a mile up the hill to fresh grazing.  I enjoy watching the lambs grow and still feel a twinge of sadness when it’s time for them to move on, their mothers however, appear to get over it in less than twenty four hours!

When our children were young we all looked forward to springtime and the new lambs. It was a time when if we were lucky, we would have the opportunity to bottle feed the pet…

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