Marianne has seen herself in a mirror before. In fact, she likes to sit on the back of a chair and admire herself in the mirror of my dresser, not every day, but several times a week at least.
Tonight she was glued to watching herself in my hand mirror. Now she has seen herself in this very mirror many times before, but tonight she gently tapped her image over and over and over.
I wonder what was going in her quite intelligent mind?
(This is a post I started A LONG time ago and then forgot. The picture ideas are too pretty NOT yo post. I still have not settled on a good way to organize my laces, so please share your ideas!)
This post is full of other people's methods for organizing their trims. I browse photos online. I save pretty photos that I like in a folder on a particular topic, and over time, I decide which method of organization will work for me.
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(These are either old rulers or those wooden paint stirring sticks from the paint store, dontcha think?)
Will that organization method grow with me? Will it be easy to keep organized? Will the lace/trim/ribbon stay put when I wind it around the "bobbin"?
Enjoy the Eye Candy photos. If you know the photographer of a particular photo, please let me know so that I can give proper attribution. All of these photos are copyrighted to the person who took the photo.
WHERE have my grandmother's trim stash gone? She sewed for decades. She made the cutest little dresses for me and other grandchildren and cousins. She used the most adorable ribbons or lace or trims. SOMEWHERE there should be a stash of little pieces of decades of trims.
She and I loved ric rack. There should be boxes of ric rack left-overs. I cannot find them...YET.
My Great Pyrenees Roscoe was found and returned home this month thanks to several local Good Samaritans. But it was the networking capabilitues of In Defense of Animals Hope Animal Sanctuary that led to the chain of events that got word to me that he was at the Winona Veterinary Clinic. That wonderful story here.
A few days ago, the sanctuary, a no-kill shelter, opened the doors to a new and expanded shelter. The photo above is from the event last Saturday. The mailing address is Grenada, but the physical location is in Carroll County, Mississippi. Map here
This is their Facebook page.
Sharon Smith Stone manages the Sanctuary. Dr. Daniel Hill, the veterinarian at Winona Veterinarian Clinic is the veterinarian for the shelter.
According to Stone, the Sanctuary has rescued and rehomed thousands of animals. Last year alone, the sanctuary rescued over 650 animals.
Here is a picture inside one of the small air conditioned buildings, this one for rescued dogs.
The animals for which owners cannot be found, or the animals that are surrendered to the vet clinic or to the sanctuary that are not adopted are ultimately adopted by families in the Northeast of the country, Stone said.
"Most of our dogs are adopted to homes in the Northeast. We partner with Animal Rescue Front out of Massachusetts. We list our animals on their adopt a pet page. They "vet" the adopters and then refer them to me and I make the final decision," Stone said.
Here are the personnel at the Grenada/Carroll County site in a photo from Saturday:
Back row, left to right: Jeannie Grammer, animal caregiver; Candi Daves, animal caregiver; Felicia Dunn, animal caregiver; Cori Adendale, animal caregiver.
Front row, left to right: Debbie Clark. Operations Director; David Clark, building contractor; Sharon Stone, Operations Manager.
The Winona Times has a thorough story on the grand opening of the rebuild of the sanctuary. (You need to be an online subscriber to the newspaper to view the entire story.)
In Defense of Animals is a 501c3 non profit organization that is governed by a board of directors. The current IDA president is Dr Marilyn Kroplick.
The sanctuary in Carroll County was founded in 1993 by In Defense of Animals when Dr Elliott Katz, DVM was the president. The Sanctuary is funded by IDA and local donations.
Photos courtesy of Sharon Smith Stone
Marianne stepped on Jenny's face today, on purpose, and Jenny did not even growl! For a highly prey-driven Westie, that is a HUGE deal!
Jenny was napping under the covers as I was doing some hand sewing. You can see her soft white fur peeking out from under the green striped sheet. Her nose is above and left of the yellow pin.
Marianne ambled by and noticed her. She peered intently at Jenny for about a minute, determining that Jenny was asleep. I think.
Then she put her foot right on top of Jenny's sleeping head...(why does this picture arbitrarily rotate?)
Jenny never growled or moved.
Thanks to SusieQ, I have learned that a powerful medicine for healing a grieving, sick chicken...is jealousy!
Marianne was at death's door. She had not eaten for six days after Mackie's death. She had a sour crop, and I was struggling to get water down her with a dropper.
On day seven of Marianne's decline, SusieQ came in the house for medical treatment after a predator ate the eggs she was sitting on and caused her to hurt her left leg. She was not able to stand or walk.
By the night of day seven, Marianne was standing in SusieQ's cat carrier, defiantly trying to drink all of her water. Refilled, and Marianne again was determined to drink it all. Put a raw egg in the second bowl of water, and Marianne started bobbing for egg yolk.
Day eight saw more eating.
By Day nine, they competed for who could eat the most raw ground venison. Chickens are omnivores, you know.
Marianne has regained her stamina by making laps all around me, trying to access SusieQ for a peck full of plucked feathers.
Marianne will approach me for a snuggle, see SusieQ snuggled by my side or in my arms, and Marianne's face will turn bright red to match her comb.
Luke, my pet Silkie male, has been trying his best to impress SusieQ. Sadly Thomas and Chester out at the barn are hunks compared to Luke, and SusieQ has given Luke NO encouragement.
That has not stopped Ethel, my pet Silkie female, from being insanely jealous. Today the tiny little Silkie hen ruffled up all her neck feather like a lion's mane and made several running pounces on SusieQ.
All poor Ethel can see are SusieQ's long legs and masses of blond feathers.
SusieQ discovered the vents of the portable air conditioner today, and stood for the longest time preening and letting the blowing air make her feathers billow like a chicken supermodel. It was just too much for little Ethel!
When SusieQ rudely ignored Ethel's attacks, Ethel resorted to "barking" at SusieQ from a distance. Silkies have the cutest little "bark".
So until SusieQ can survive in the competative Barnyard Flock again, she will stay in the Chicken Hospital in the house, snacking on ground venison meat and other treats and watching TV and visiting with the Great Pyrenees Willow who knows her from the Barnyard Flock.
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