Crooked Acres Thursday.
Tell me what you guys want to see around Crooked Acres – I need to get out and about with the camera more often, and if I know what you want to see, I’ll remember to snap pictures of it.
Rooster and some of his wimminfolk.
I wish I’d thought to get a picture of the catfish at feeding time. I’ll try to remember that for next time!
Ducks. Fred told me the other day that the girl duck gone broody and is sitting on a clutch of eggs. (No, we are not going to have baby ducks, cute as they might be.)
Cruella. She is the last of our “fancy” chickens (she’s a White-Crested Black Polish hen); the Angry Muppet died a few months ago, and we think a hawk got the Rock Star.
Broody hen. Fred informs me that this one can be mean when you reach under her; he’s got quite a few injuries from her. You go, Mama Hen! (No, we’re not going to let her hatch eggs either.)
Rose of Sharon bushes. You can’t tell from this picture, but they’re covered in blooms (especially the one on the right), and really pretty.
Front flower bed to the right of the steps. The Hydrangeas are so pretty right now.
Pretty, pretty.
The hydrangeas in the left front flower bed. Pretty!
We planted this oak leaf Hydrangea a zillion years ago and it’s slowly getting bigger and spreading and especially happy this year.
Pretty!
I know we shouldn’t feed the squirrels, they’re nasty, nasty rodents, but MAN are they cute. (And strictly speaking, that bird feeder is meant for the birds, not the squirrels. And the peanuts are meant for the Blue Jays. Not that the squirrels care who they’re MEANT for.)
They’re such little acrobats.
I swear he was napping before he heard me at the door. Because, why not? Looks comfy!
Bird.
In case you wondered whether birds like cheap cat food.
Creepy crawly section coming up (but only a few pictures – and none of them are spiders). Scroll fast to the next section if you’d prefer to miss ’em!
I’ll put a little space here.
And here.
Annnd here.
Little more?
Liiiiittle more.
Good enough?
Good enough!
Cicada. These things are just so hideous and look like they came from the depths of hell, but they won’t hurt you, they just look ugly. How many cicadas have I scooped up over the years and tossed back outside? About a million. The cats pick them up in the yard and bring them inside to play with; Dewey did it just yesterday. I think they like the way the cicadas buzz in their mouths.
A cluster of freshly hatched assassin bugs.
Assassin babies, close up. These bugs are the freakin’ CUTEST. It’s too bad they grow up so ugly. (But they eat flies, so they’re always welcome in my… well, not IN my house, but around my house. I understand their bite can be painful, so I always take them outside when I see them in the house.)
Okay, that’s it for the creepy crawlies. I did say there’d only be a few. I feel like I haven’t seen as many spiders lately. Maybe I need to go looking for them!
Let’s put a little space
for the easily freaked out people
who are freaked out easily
by creepy crawly things.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh, Little Miss Innocent, no one’s fooled by those big ol’ eyes! (Praline)
Flirty Roux.
That toy gives her the Crazy Eyes.
::thlurrrp!:: Praline, with Nola in the background.
Bath time for Praline.
Nola goes for the stretch…
And the belly flop!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Video! I shot this over the weekend (when Andouille was still here, obviously) – Roux has a favorite toy, the toy made out of dog fur, and she’s not sharing!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“What?”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Previously
2016: The instant after I took this picture, she went all WHAP-WHAP-WHAP upside his head, and then retreated to the couch.
2015: “Hallo innernets. Hugs?”
2014: No entry.
2013: “Will there be stinky slippers at Petsmart? I’m going to miss the stinky slippers.”
2012: “BABY STOMPERS SHOW YOU WHO BOSS IS.”
2011: It is, let me tell you, utter madness.
2010: “C’mere, Elweird, you have shmutz on your head.”
2009: These guys were like “Hey! More room to explore!”
2008: No entry.
2007: Maxi does love her some Booger.
2006: No entry.
2005: “I haff come to suck yoor blooood.”