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A quick stop near Mill Meece with scudding clouds allowed for two shots along the valley with the WCML. Not much of interest scheduled and a biting chill wind so did not hang around too long.
This squirrel was photographed biting it's own tail at Grassy Waters Preserve in West Palm Beach, Florida. Prints, and much more, are available on my website at www.tom-claud.pixels.com.
Autumn in United Empire Loyalist territory. The biting insects save for a few hardy deer flies are all gone, one fewer at this point for sure. Temperatures were in the low minus 32 times five ninths range (I never did get this metrication crud) and the winds were steady when I happened upon this lovely woodlot. I didn't even notice the fence until I was processing the image and by then I'd invested so much time in this picture that it was too late to chuck it.
On a biting, foggy morning, LMS Hughes Fowler Crab 2-6-0 No. 13065 departs Irwell Vale Station, heading the 1G57, 09:30 Bury to Rawtenstall service on 18th January 2015, the second day of the ELR Winter Steam Gala.
A Quentin Blake watercolour used as one of the illustrations for Voltaire's Candide, if I'm not mistaken
A dual to win a female bird's hand (wing?) in courting. A fierce fight with biting, kicking, storming at each other.
Notice in the photo how the bird on the left is biting the other bird's wing.
In the coming weeks I will post the whole standoff and fight for courting rights between these two birds. This is a very rare siting that I have been privied to.
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)
Luha's alternate biting lip head. I love this one. It was mostly what sold me on getting the full set.
I hope people know this show on teve.When I first landed in England I watch Most Haunted all the time and biting my fingers lol..
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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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Fishing temporarily abandoned in favour of a beer to drown the disappointment....aussies find any excuse.
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/