Cute Owl Hunts Invisible Prey
This is one sharp owl! FUNNY!
{Compliments of DommyDom'sMom}
Panda's First Smile
PandaPig's First Smile!
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Sami, Chai's Gal Pal Merely Observes Her Bengal's Dramatic Behavior...
Sami is no slouch, a mangled, filthy, knotted, wild thing
we adopted when Chai could not stop grieving (nor could we)
for our beloved Yin, a Siamese who lived until nearly 20
years of age.
Chai, Bengal that he is, could only be consoled by a beasty
girl up for some fiery romance...(i.e. hissing, scratching,
howling, warning, leaping, swatting, smacking, chasing, and
stealing Chai's blanket, bed, food, you get the picture:
A True Romance!) and yet Chai still wails in the night for
some far distant land from which his not-distant-enough
ancestors once roamed free. He is descended from the Asian
Leopard Cat, just not quite descended enough generations,
and as for Sami? Somebody just found her walking down a
two-land blacktop north of Lake Washington, picked her up,
nobody ever came to claim her, but she was so wild by then
she was stuck in a garage alone for a year.
The Wild Ones have tamed one another, but not too much...
It's just that sometimes kitty love can be sweet, and right
now we are still grieving, unable to clean out Erica's cage
and coming up with every wild excuse not to. Because we are
sad. And that makes us miss our cats, and even Edwin, too.
TONIGHT WE MISS OUR CHAI...
Edwin reports that Chai once again
is struck by spring fever, waking
all in the household with his
plaintive wailing at 3am as if
ready to enter the jungle in search
of his soulmate.
Sami, his soulmate, merely sleeps
through the entire drama while Edwin
tries to calm him down to keep him
from waking the neighbors.
They live in Seattle but Chai lived
here until he realized he wasn't a
guinea pig and wanted his gal-pal.
Doesn't mean we don't miss them.
Raj and Something on the Guinea Pig Blanket
"MMMmmmm....." Raj murmured, pulling his head out
from within a vegetable to take a deep breath
before going back in again.
Monday, March 7, 2011
LOVE IS IN THE AIR...
Dear Friends, MODS, Country Men and Women, Ferrets, and Seattle Seahawks,
Since the recent passing of our beloved Erica last week, the herd has been
subdued and grieving, looking for her...not understanding...
The worst part is that when they did begin to understand, Coconut's grief
was so intense she simply stopped eating and drinking in an attempt to join
her best friend...
MacNutPie squealed bloody murder.
YumYum cried.
Raj and Taj Mahal just ran around tumping over their Pigloo,
wondering why.
But Coconut was at risk, for guinea pigs are known to die of grief
and not eating and drinking speeds that process up to just a few days...
In desperation, after a playful Runabout together, we did an experiment
because we had also noticed Coconut and MacNutPie consoling one another
through the bars of their cages...so we moved MacNut from his bachelor
pad into Coconut's cage...With trepidation.
So far, the two appear to be not only good room-mates, herd-mates, and
playmates, but we sense love in the air...
A spring wedding is already being planned and invitations will be sent
to all via fledging owlets, HORKS optional.
SQUEEE! Our First Wedding with Cake4all: a luscious Celery red-and-yellow
pepperPIE cake with carrot/kale frosting and beets a la wheatgrass!
(HORKS NOT OPTIONAL for two-legged attendees.)
It does not lessen our grief but love just saved two lives
and brightened our day!
Yours Always,
YumYum
P.S. I grieve by viciously attacking other guinea pigs.
So it doesn't look like I will be getting married, but
mom snuggles me a lot. And we watch Jackie Chan movies
together on the laptop. WOOT-WOOT!
Friday, March 4, 2011
Grief Therapy
Original Drawings by HoneyAntDreaming
of Light and Erica in Heaven
The "EricOwl"
^^^Press Image to Enlarge^^^
This mixed media collage inspired by a photo
of our friend Eric from his most recent book.
Erica was named after him. He is more of a
"hamster man" but we didn't care.
Today we are really, really missing our little
Lioness. Yesterday we were so tired. Today it
hurts again. Art therapy...what this is.
by Honeyantdreaming of Erica...
Grief day today.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
ARTISTIC INSPIRATION FROM PANAMA
Dear Friends,
We are grieving yet also wish to celebrate Erica's beautiful
life with ART! Ever so often, we become completely immersed
in art from a native, indigenous culture and it reflects in
our own drawings.
We love Australian Aboriginal Paintings, both the dot paintings
and newer interpretations of their Dreamtime Mysticism.
We also adore Inuit Art from Cape Dorset, the longest running
printing studio in Canada.
We liked something else, too, but we forgot...
And now we are discovering the healing power of Molas.
Funny how mom discovered one at our local Thrift Shop
the day after finding this image online and there,
high up on their wall, was an authentic, hand-sewn mola
professionally framed selling for a handful of beans!
They were closed that day but mom kept peering at it through
their locked door...long story short, it is now hanging on
OUR wall and we are loving it!
Oh, African Art! That's what we forgot to mention.
And African Music. Mom's friendship with some Maasai warriors
who worked at Woodland Park Zoo inspired exploration into
African Art, and the animals were right there!
Mom enjoys art as therapy. Thinking of who she is drawing for
and the people who developed the style that inspires gives us
a feeling of connectedness with people and cultures we will never
visit in person. Yet, the connection is visceral, palpable, and
we feel in the presence of elders in their villages joining us
as we draw.
And find it healing our broken hearts with color and the stunning
remembrance that Life is Beautiful and the Circle of Love can never
be broken...like silken thread, so delicate, yet tenaciously strong
in its delicacy.
We wish you all good night. Thank you for so many loving emails and
condolenscences...you remind us that friendship heals, too!
Love Is In The Air...Sort Of..Maybe Not So Much? For More News, We Turn To--
but reveals a secret terror of CAVIES? (Must report him!)
SHE BELONGS TO ME!"
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