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Mexican Folk Art May 17, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Art & Photography.
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At Epcot, in the Mexican Pavilion, we checked out the Mexican Folk Art Gallery.

I loved this Zebra, even if it was sitting down on the job . . .

And we admired the prickly personality of this porcupine . . .

We adored these two Billy Goats . . .

And got a kick out of Chicken Little and his best bud crowing about the sky falling . . .

Some of the art seemed more fanciful than others.  Let’s hope these two dudes exist only in the artist’s over-active imagination . . .

Or Chicken Little will really have something to crow about!

Aah . . . that’s better!

A Heron, an Osprey, and a Fish March 29, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor, Nature.
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The other day, I stepped out onto the back deck and observed a peaceful scene.

Several turtles were busy sunning themselves on the far bank of the lagoon.  A lone vulture circled on hidden currents overhead.  A Great Blue Heron on the far bank stood guard over his respective territory, a white egret fished at water’s edge, while an ibis pecked in the dirt for grubby morsels.

Just then an osprey flew overhead with a fish clenched in its talons.

The osprey took in the scene, circled back (doing a 180), and swooped low over the head of the Great Blue Heron who squawked in protest, flapping his wings at the intruder.

Unperturbed at the GBH’s vociferous annoyance, the osprey finished his fly-by, circled back again (this time doing a 360 turn) to swoop low over the head of the Great Blue Heron a second time.

The osprey sang out, “Hey!  I’ve got a fish and YOU do NOT!”

Once again, the GBH barked and croaked in protest, screeching out his displeasure while shaking his “fists” at the sky.

With that, the osprey winked at me and went off to enjoy his sushi.

I got the sense that this was NOT their first encounter with one another.  Perhaps the GBH had boasted about one of his prior fishing trips, thus nettling the osprey.

In any event, the only player who got a vote of sympathy from me . . . the fish!

Aah . . . that’s better!

 

A Moose Called Jim February 25, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor.
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One of our favorite shops in Bar Harbor Maine is Cool As A Moose.

There is something so pleasantly comical about a moose.

Or meeses.

I love meeses to pieces.

Especially ones named Jim!

Aah . . . that’s better!

Tigger Is Gone December 21, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Gratitude, Life Balance.
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Tigger took a turn for the worse this week and we had to say good-bye to the little guy yesterday.

RIP little buddy!  (July 2004 – 12/20/2016)

We are sad, but coping . . . and hoping he is in a better place.

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Sorrow is the price we pay for joy. ~ Joan Bel Geddes

What Cats Do For Us

Warm our laps * Remind us to “paws” and relax * Foster connection with other cat lovers * Turn common household objects (tissue boxes, bottle rings, and paper towel tubes) into toys * Make us more aware of squirrels, raccoons, birds, and lizards * Provide morning wake up calls * Entertain us with daring acrobatic feats and comical gestures * Make window sills and cat perches more beautiful * Keep mice and rats at bay * Make us smile and laugh * Give us cool cartoon characters * Inspire poets and playwrights (think CATS!) * Teach us how to land on our feet * Make our homes warmer and happier * Remind us that life is mysterious * Share the all-is-well experience of purring with us * Show us how to lick our wounds and bounce back * Remind us to S~T~R~E~T~C~H ourselves * Open our hearts

Aah . . . that’s purr-fect!

 

 

 

Teaching Old Birds New Tricks! November 23, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor, Joke.
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A young man named John received a parrot as a gift.

The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary.

Every word out of the bird’s mouth was rude, obnoxious, and laced with profanity.

John tried to change the bird’s attitude by saying only polite words, playing soft music, and encouraging the bird to “clean up” its vocabulary.

Finally, John had enough and yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back.  John shook the parrot.  In response, the parrot got angrier and even ruder.

John, in desperation, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed.

Then, nothing.  Total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute.

Fearing that he’d hurt the parrot, John threw open the door to the freezer.

The parrot calmly stepped out onto John’s outstretched arms and said, “I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I’m sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behavior.”

John was stunned at the transformation in the bird’s attitude.

As John was about to ask the parrot what had caused such a dramatic shift in his attitude, the bird said, “May I ask what the turkey did?”

Aah . . . that’s better!

Inspiration:  e-mail from unknown author

To those in the States ~>  HAPPY (almost) THANKSGIVING!  

I am grateful for what I am and have. 
My thanksgiving is perpetual . . .  
O how I laugh when I think of my vague indefinite riches. 
No run on my bank can drain it 
for my wealth is not possession but enjoyment.

~ Henry David Thoreau

Sniffer’s Search Turns To $&*%! November 19, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor, Joke.
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AirplaneA man had just settled into his seat next to the window on the plane when a second man sat down in the aisle seat; his black Labrador Retriever hopped into the middle seat next to the first man.

Surprised, the first man said, “I didn’t know dogs were allowed to fly in passenger seats.”

“I’m from the DEA, the Drugs Enforcement Agency.  Sniffer is a sniffing dog and he’s the best there is. Once we get airborne, I’ll put him to work.”

The plane took off.  As soon as it leveled out, the DEA agent said, “Sniffer . . . SEARCH.”

Sniffer jumped down, walked a few steps down the aisle, and sat next to a woman for several seconds.  The dog then returned to his seat and put one paw on the agent’s arm.

Marijuana“Good boy.” The agent turned to his seat mate and said, ‘That woman is in possession of marijuana. I’m making a note of her seat number and the authorities will apprehend her when we land.”

“Gee, that’s pretty good.”

Once again, the agent sent Sniffer to search the aisles.

The Lab sniffed about, sat down beside a man for a few seconds, and returned to its seat. This time he placed two paws on the agent’s arm.

“That man is carrying cocaine. I’m making a note of his seat number for the police.”

“Impressive!”

“Sniffer . . . SEARCH.”

Sniffer walked up and down the aisles for a short time, sat down for no more than a few seconds, and then came racing back to the agent.

Goofy-SurprisedThis time he jumped into his seat and took a dump.

The first man said, “OMG!  Shit!  That’s disgusting!  WTF?”

“Crap . . . he found a bomb.”

Source:  E-mail from unknown author (sent by Joe M.)

 

 

A Baby Orangutan ~> SWEET! November 3, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Nature.
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3d-apeBabies are cute and often a cause for celebration.  No matter the species.

For the first time in 25 years, primate staff at the Smithsonian’s National Zoo are celebrating the birth of a male Bornean orangutan. He was born at 8:52 p.m. Sept. 12.  Both 19 years old, female Batang and male Kyle bred in January . . . 

Animal care staff have observed Batang nursing the infant who has been clinging closely to his mother, and they are cautiously optimistic that the newborn will thrive.

The Great Ape House will remain closed to provide Batang a quiet space to bond with her infant.  

To read more and see some precious shots of Batang’s baby boy:

Orangutan Born At Smithsonian National Zoo

Aah . . . that’s better!

 

Your Bid! August 25, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor, Travel & Leisure.
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Tigger hates to be left out of the action.  Whatever we’re doing, he wants to participate.

He likes to be in the thick of things.

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So when I started playing Bridge this summer, he dove right in to assist with my independent study program.

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Now, when I play Bridge Solitaire (with imaginary partners and opponents), Tigger’s in charge of keeping players on their toes.

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He keeps an eye on the progress of the auction and prompts players to be prompt with a succinct bark of “Your Bid!”

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Aah . . . that’s better!

Advice From A Polar Bear August 17, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor, Less IS More, Sustainable Living.
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One of our nieces is leaving for college next week.  She celebrated her 18th birthday this week.

I sent her a combined Birthday/ Bon Voyage card because (a) I am frugal and thrifty and Scottish, and (b) I am a friend to trees and hate wasting paper ~> i.e., blogging is better than logging.

Anyway, here’s Advice from a Polar Bear from the card I sent:

Live Large
Be thick-skinned
Sniff out opportunities
Learn some good icebreakers
Be fearless
Keep it cool!

Aah . . . that’s better!

To order sustainable greeting cards & products, visit:  Your True Nature

Talking Dog For Sale July 23, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor, Joke.
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A guy is driving around the back woods and he sees a sign in front of a broken down, shanty-style house: “Talking Dog For Sale.”

He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.

Pluto-HappyThe guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking dog sitting there.

“You talk?” he asks.

“Sure do.” the dog replies.

“So, what’s your story?”

The dog looks up and says, “Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA about my gift. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.”

Pluto-Rollerskating“I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn’t getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.

“I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I’m retired.”

The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.

The owner says, “Ten dollars.”

Pluto-SnoozingThe guy says, “This dog is amazing. Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?”

“Cause he’s a liar.  He ain’t never done any of that shit.  Ain’t never even been outside this yard.”

Aah . . . that’s better!

Source: E-mail from unknown author (sent by Joe M.)