Gus soaking up some late evening rays.
I often wonder what Gus is thinking. He’s a thoughtful looking dog – very Zen, if you know what I mean. Maybe it’s something like “I wonder if I have anything in my teeth? Perhaps a remnant of that lovely horse manure I just ate?”
Yes, I think that’s probably very close.
My hen successfully hatched all nine of her eggs. Cute, aren’t they?
Go-Go is excited too, but probably not for the same reasons I am. She’s more likely thinking “Oh la vache! Hors d’oeuvres!” Sometimes Go-Go thinks in French. I’m not sure why.
How like a prodigal doth nature seem,
When thou, for all thy gold, so common art!
Thou teachest me to deem
More sacredly of every human heart,
Since each reflects in joy its scanty gleam
Of heaven, and could some wondrous secret show,
Did we but pay the love we owe,
And with a child’s undoubting wisdom look
On all these living pages of God’s book.
James Russell Lowell [1819-1891]
This is Jiggs. Or Jiggalicious (rhymes with supercalafragalisticecspialadocious), or Jiggy, or Jiggsy, or Jiggarooni. I never call him just “Jiggs”. He likes it that way.
See the green stuff on the ground underneath Jiggalicious? He’s very happy about that. Now that spring is here the gate to his pen is open and he can go anywhere he wants and eat any green thing his heart desires.
This is Jiggy in the winter. He’s sad because there isn’t any green stuff on the ground.
He’s also sad because there’s ice on his eyelashes. Nobody likes that.
This is Go-Go. She’s a teenager in human years.
These are Go-Go’s senior pictures. This is the thoughtful shot. She’s contemplating her future as a high achieving kitty at Mouse Catcher University (MCU). She’s on scholarship, of course.
This is the glamour shot. She poses with her paw draped elegantly on the side of the tree with a three-quarter side view to show off her lovely whiskers.
The wide shot where Go-Go displays her hip fashion sense and happening hair style. Congratulations Go-Go, we know you will go far at MCU. She has Dean’s List written all over her.
Another one of my Buff Orpingtons (a.k.a. “buffies”) decided to set. I gave her nine eggs, so we’ll see in 20 days whether or not she becomes a proud mama. I tried setting another Buffy a few months ago but only one egg hatched. I gave her way too many eggs (15) and it was far too cold. Consequently only one chick hatched and it didn’t live too long.
Second time’s the charm! I hope.
