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Another cute puppy picture, still taken in the garden of my Bavarian friend! Little doggies are curious and play with everything!
Made it in Explore, #437, October 20th, 2009
A Quentin Blake watercolour used as one of the illustrations for Voltaire's Candide, if I'm not mistaken
This 100-million-year-old biting midge, preserved in amber, shows numerous oocysts of the malarial parasite Paleohaemoproteusburmacis, evidence of the oldest ancestral strain of malaria ever discovered. (Photo by George Poinar, Jr., courtesy of Oregon State University)
Shay !!
Strobist : a single Yn-685, fired at 1/32 in manual mode from Camera left , triggered via yn-622.
Meet Sammy. Sammy was a rescue. His name was Marty when I'd originally adopted him (he had one crooked eye). I changed his name as I didn't catch the reason for the name Marty. He was named for Marty Feldman, the actor with one crooked eye. So it got changed to Sammy after USA's "Uncle Sam".
This photo was actually taken in 2010 (camera date incorrect).
Sammy was my first mobility service dog and he was phenomenal. He was part Jack Russell. We had encountered numerous difficulties with him at McDonalds, Thorntons, Krogers & in airports when TSA agents insisted on picking him up and ordered us to take off his jacket which caused quite a fuss at Standiford Airport (aka Louisville International, Louisville Regional, SDF, KSDF, KYANG and Muhammad Ali International Airport) here in Kentucky. (Louisville has an identity crisis). Sammy tended to snap when he felt endangered or frightened. He'd snapped at his previous owners' grandkids and they were forced to get rid of him. Sammy eventually went on to win "Canine Idol of the Year" at the Animal Care Society's "Bark in the Park"" event held every year here in Louisville.
This photo was autographed by Tony Davis (while we were having lunch at Firehouse Subs one day) who'd played one season for Kentucky's UK basketball team. He now plays for the New Orleans Pelicans and played for Team USA in the 2012 Olympics. It was fun meeting him and he was a wonderful person! en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthony_Davis
There are conflicting stories about the development, purpose and breeding of the shih-tzu (often called the Lion Dog) and their history is indeed fascinating. www.theshihtzuclub.co.uk/shih-tzu/breed-history
And, of course, for those guided by the Chinese Zodiac nonsense and manipulation - www.chinahighlights.com/travelguide/chinese-zodiac/
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I had to get up really early1 this morning to have blood drawn.2 I needed it for an as-yet-unscheduled appointment with the family doctor for a slut pill3 prescription.4 The phlebotomist today was stellar and hit the vein5 on her first try.6
On the way home, I stopped at the Wellness Center and joined.7 I had to pay $158 because my insurance apparently no longer foots the whole bill.9 The person signing me up told me I could pay another $5 and get a little scan-in card for my keychain. I said I’d memorize my 16 digit number.1011
I came home, called SSI for my review,12 finished reading Until You by Penelope Douglas, and took a nap.13 Nana called at around 4:00, which was also around the time I woke up. She asked if I’d gone for a walk yet, so14 I decided I should do that before dark.15 Amy had to go for her brief16 walks before I could go on mine.
I decided to bump my walk distance up today.17 I walked to the yard where Barks While He Twirls and The Plucky Sidekick live.18 They greeted me at the fence and I stuck my hand down to let them sniff. I didn’t pull my jacket’s sleeve up, which probably got BWHT a bit freaked out, so he bit me.
I don’t think he meant to bite me. He didn’t bite hard and the jacket did protect me from it breaking the skin. I wasn’t scared. I was a little surprised, but I realized that I probably was to blame for the bite, so I tried to greet him again. I rolled my sleeve up and calmly went in knuckles first, instead of the back of my hand. And guess what? He didn’t bite me. He and TPS demanded I pet them.19 He didn’t want me to stop petting him,20 but I did so that I could come home & ice my hand.
The bruise is worse now than it was when I took that picture, but not too bad. I think it’ll be okay, but it’s probably going to be sore for a while.
I couldn’t tell my family about the bite right when I got home because Mom was still talking to Nana. I knew even mentioning it would scare Nana.21 My dad was a little surprised when he heard because it’s such an un-BWHT thing to do.22 Mom is mainly trying to make sure an abrasion on my hand existed BEFORE I got bitten.23 I’m not worried about it.24
But I’ve learned that I need to be more careful in the future.25
For me. ↩
The fat girl special: lipid panel, A1C, & CMP. Yay, obesity! ↩
Norethindrone, aka a progesterone only birth control pill. I call them slut pills because anytime legislation comes up, someone has to say something about women spreading their legs. Yay, slut-shaming! ↩
I have to go back in for another three month prescription because my family doctor thinks my risk of blood clots is significant enough that I need regular monitoring. Yay, genetics! ↩
With a big old, regular needle in my arm, not a butterfly in my arm, wrist, hand, or foot. ↩
Yay, skilled medical professional! ↩
Yay, exercise! ↩
And I will have to continue to pay this amount every month. ↩
Yay, insurance!! ↩
Yay, debt & poverty! ↩
Yay, freaky memory! ↩
I confirmed that I’m still an impoverished disabled woman with no car. Yay, my life! ↩
Yay, preschool behavior! ↩
I felt guilty because I had been napping instead of exercising. ↩
#YesAllWomen. ↩
One-house ↩
My furthest distance since before my surgery. Yay, progress! ↩
Max and Mario. ↩
I’m easily bossed around by animals. ↩
Yay, renewed friendships! ↩
And she’d probably want us to call animal control on BWHT. ↩
Dad has interacted with BWHT as well. ↩
Yay, parents who are still overprotective of their adult daughter! ↩
So it better not kill me. ↩
Yay, painful life lessons! ↩
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There's something so primal about biting, so I'm going to keep coming back to this shot to try and get the most out of it.
Fishing temporarily abandoned in favour of a beer to drown the disappointment....aussies find any excuse.
Spent a very cold morning with my friend Paul, in a large snowy field watching 2 small herds of wild horses. Two of the young stallions decided to challenge each other and ended up biting, kicking and fighting. It was amazing to watch and neither seemed to be injured after the scuffles.
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I found cool that the capybara was transporting this branch in his mouth! :)
Picture taken in the zoo of Zürich
Taken at the Portsmouth Roller Wenches bout at Horizon Leisure Centre. Two bouts between the Portsmouth A Team against the Bristol Harbour Harlots and the Portsmouth B Team against the Bath Roller Derby Girls.
Great wins by both Portsmouth teams.
I was lucky enough to be next to a team member (not playing) who was able to fill me in with some of the finer points of play so thanks to Admiral, hope your stats looked good :-)
i understand the urgency,
the beast inside us.
but i can't understand how he could win.
model: jeanann dewees & onyx
hair/makeup: kim cook
assistants: sarah newborg & liz roemer
location: kaweah oaks preserve