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Psalm 71 gud ceilin cat, u has kept me in teh snugglez ov ur luv thees lotz da yeers. uve totally saved me lot ov tiems 4 REALZ. ize comin 2 u lotz tiem when they all try 2 taek away mah cheezburgers!!! i wuz always frum birf doin wut ceilin cat wantd. but teh bad onez dat wants 2 taek mah cheezburgers when i wuz kitteh r still her an they try 2 find ways 2 RUIN EVERYTHIN 4 ME!! nao i iz bout 2 dye srsly!!! i wants luv from u ceilin cat. i iz yelling dat ur teh bests totally i meen it an shout loud an i iz hopin u will gimie cheezburgers. |

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Pansy is making wonderful progress. She is happier in New Hampshire and spends a lot of time with us. She talks to us, demands doors be open and snacks be given. She is relaxed and glowing. How gratifying to watch her glow!
Left to right: Buddy, Pansy, Zorro. Possum does not ever join the pile but will sleep close by on the bed. I thought this was a pretty good capture! Click on the photo to see the full size photo in order to see Zorro in mid-yawn more clearly.


Psalm 19 1 ok guyz so liek dat hole in ceiling makez me worship Ceiling Cat. 2 evry nite he iz liek come into hoal n watch me masturbate n stuffz. 3 He nevar talkz or makez noize 4 but I no he watchez n mebbe vidyo tapez. Hole in ceiling == Ceiling Cat'z home. 5 In moarning he iz liek "4 shayme" but lukz happy n e wai. 6 No lolcatz hied from hiz watchingz. 7 OK so wat Ceiling Cat sez goez. He iz alwais rite. 8 liek srsly alwaiz. u lissen u be happyz and den it can be hugz time. 9 Ceiling Cat alwaiz fair n stuffz. liek alwaiz bow 2 him. 10 Srsly! moar want Ceiling Cat commandzmentz than cookiez or cheezburgerz! 11 Dey makez me smartcat n I getz prezentz foar obaying liek at crissmus! 12 we all haz invizible errorz but Ceiling Cat fixez dem withowt voiding warranty. plz be mah geeksquad, Ceiling Cat! 13 n dun let meh bez evul on porpoise. den I beez purrrfect. 14 OK srsly Celing Cat! Plz luv me n givez meh cheezburgerz. kkthxbai |

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This is Sadie, the gun shy dog. She lives in Barton. You may remember her from when she left home in 2008 while folks were target shooting near her home. Her owners were away and Sadie was running in fear around the area where I lived. We took her home and kept her until her owners returned home, unperturbed by Sadie's disappearance.
In early November John and I returned to Barton so that John could roof the house. Guess who returned on Saturday morning for a visit? Sadie. On the first day of hunting season. And her owners were away again. But this time, instead of leaving the garage open for Sadie, they had just left her out in the open. It had snowed the day before, yet Sadie was just left alone with a frozen water bowl.
We took a walk, in late fall, along the Blackwater River across the road. Close to home we found amazing evidence of beaver activity. The quantity of wood cut and of beaver sign was just great. The first three photos are of trees that the beaver had cut, trimmed and abandoned for the time being.
Below is a photograph of something of which I had no previous knowledge: beaver and/or muskrat escape holes. Among the wood debris the beaver had left behind in the woods was this hole in the ground. There was water in the bottom of the hole. Beavers or muskrats use holes like this if they are caught on land. They can jump down the hole and escape to the river even though it is quite a distance away.
In the photo above, you see what appears to be a road. My back is to the river here. I pivoted and took the photograph below, where the road ends in a slide into the river. This is a beaver road that they use to drag their trees and limbs to the river and then float them to their dam. I saw the huge dam they had built but I couldn't photograph it well enough to illustrate it here. At some point I know we will return and perhaps I'll get a good shot then.

Pansy the Crippled Cat has always had a thing for Buddy. She follows him around, sleeps as close to him as she can, and even wrestles him for love. If a human girl ran down her beloved, hit him full force in the belly with her head and, when he dropped to the ground, she jumped on top of him and demanded to be kissed — well, that's Pansy. Buddy is pretty wary of her advances and often runs away from her. But sometimes he acquiesces and gives her kisses :
In November, for John's birthday, I made him a vanilla almond birthday cake with butter cream icing. It was a perfect cake with the frosting perfectly swirled. I had never made such a perfect cake. I even stuck two Reese's peanut butter cups on top (they are his favorite candy). I then left the kitchen to do other things in the rest of the house.
I made the communion bread for church for December (and am hoping to do it every month in the future) and I'm proud of the results of the rustic recipe from King Arthur Flour. After the breads have cooled over night, I take the crust off of one and a half of the loaves. I cube the bread. The half loaf that remains is partially cut through. The pastor uses this half loaf and pulls it apart for the congregation during communion. The cubed bread is divided into two piles, one pile for each aisle in church.
Since I had never made bread without gluten (can it be called bread if it does not have gluten?), I bought a Red Mill gluten free bread mix. I followed the directions religiously. Even though the dough of the gluten free loaf felt like a pile of bird seed, I was hopeful that it would be a good alternative for the gluten free folks. It actually smelled quite good in the oven. But it was quite a disappointment. It was nearly impossible to determine when it was finished baking. It was nearly impossible to slice. And it was impossible to eat. It was tough cardboard. We tossed the gluten free loaf out for the birds. It is still there to this day, buried in the snow. The birds won't touch it.
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