I Wear XXL Myself

Seems like it's been a coon's age since I last blogged. Even though I've been quiet, doesn't mean I've been sitting around doing nothing, though. We've been gearing up for Christmas and the whole family's coming over for dinner. That means a lot of cleaning and cooking and such. It also means helping Mom with her present-making.

Here, I'm modeling a Harry Potter scarf that she made for a friend. It's from the House of Gryffindor, whatever that means. Not being a Harry Potter fan myself, I'm a bit fuzzy on all that wizardry stuff, but I'm assured that the colors are what makes the scarf fun to wear.

Next is Glynn wearing the colors of the House of Ravenclaw. Glynn says the colors look good with her tan and blue, but she requires a size Petite so as not to be dwarfed by the accessories and to keep the fringe from dragging on the ground. In other words, she's too short to pull this look off. Hee hee

Until next time, wishing each one of you a Merry Christmas!

~Tell

Merry Christmas to All!

Merry Christmas to all my friends out there. Seems like the holidays came faster this year, and I barely got all my Christmas shopping done in time. Got Cap a new squeaky and Glynn a new spiffy collar (she likes accessories). Can't tell you what My Boy and My Girl got yet. Don't want to spoil their surprise.

Mom and Dad got their Christmas presents early this year, and let me tell you, there's no way they could be wrapped and put under the tree. Dad got a new bull, a gorgeous black Angus that should make the heifers happy. Yeah, I know, not your usual Christmas stocking stuffer but you have to remember, we're country folks. Mom's present was a pair of llamas. You heard me, llamas. We got them for coyote and sasquatch control on the farm. Stomper, the big one in the photo, is standing next to a seven-foot corral fence. You can see he is much bigger than the average camelid. When we unloaded them, the herd looked up in surprise and stampeded over the hill. Stomper and Rockette were neutral about the whole thing, they're used to cows. So far, no spitting, so we believe they're happy with the new digs.

Have a wonderful holiday!
~Tell

Home Again

We are very glad to be back home after the power outage. We were only in the dark about two days, so we were some of the lucky ones in this area. We were at the Pig Out Palace (I kid you not, that's what they call it) and saw about 75 men in trucks pull into the parking lot. They went inside and pushed all their tables together like an old logging camp, and boy did they chow down. Takes a lot of gumption to stand this cold weather, working hours in it like they do. Those linemen sure do have our respect, and thanks. It's a hard job.

The freezer held out good, but there was some funky stuff in the refrigerator that got tossed. Other than that, everything was just the way we left it.

The birds Petrie and Juliet were camped out at the doggy bed and breakfast place (yeah, they take birds there in a pinch), so things were pretty quiet around here until today. Now they're back home, and things are livening up. Juliet may not have a beautiful singing voice, but she sings with gusto. Kinda sounds like a smoke alarm. I hope they haven't picked up any new words while they were gone.

We're looking forward to the big soup and sandwich meal we have on Christmas Eve. My favorite is baked potato soup with cheese and sour cream, maybe some bacon bits if I can mooch some off the table.

Ah, life is back to normal.

~Tell