The end of an era; or, the “squawking green chicken” has flown the coop forever…

It's 5:30 a.m. and I just got in from burying my 28 year old green cheeked Amazon in the yard. I knew something was up with him, but it was the alarmed squeaking and wing-flapping from my parakeets that clued me in that something was amiss. And when I looked to see if there was … Continue reading The end of an era; or, the “squawking green chicken” has flown the coop forever…

I’m almost at the point where I will be free to start over… & I’m wondering how to start.

It's been a pretty insane little week with people coming in and me trying to just get through waiting for the newbie to get done with training. I have to work tomorrow and I wish I didn't because I'm getting more headaches more often and I just want to be away from work. It kinda … Continue reading I’m almost at the point where I will be free to start over… & I’m wondering how to start.

I may have orphaned myself yesterday, but only time (& more dreadful conversations) will tell…

It's become clear to me that other than our tempers, when it comes to the big things, my mother and I are polar opposites. I started yesterday morning off fine & was taking pics of some of what I was pulling from the garden (didn't want to risk losing them to the storm). We had … Continue reading I may have orphaned myself yesterday, but only time (& more dreadful conversations) will tell…

I don’t understand the seething hate conservatives seem to have for liberals…

I haven't been north of my house for shopping or anything else in several weeks, certainly not before the mask mandates for the whole state came down. I went to a dollar store about a mile north of my house this morning for coffee creamer (because the world ends in this place if there is … Continue reading I don’t understand the seething hate conservatives seem to have for liberals…

Bringing out the big guns; or, my dog’s REALLY gonna hate me in the morning…

I've talked about my "escape artist retriever mix" before. He's broken his collar three times in the past year and I finally buckled down after the last time and got him fitted for a harness. He's gotten used to it, but I can tell lately he's gotten more annoyed and perturbed. Mostly because he can't … Continue reading Bringing out the big guns; or, my dog’s REALLY gonna hate me in the morning…