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They start young.
First day home and he has taken over the dog's bed already.
Now he is almost 11 years old.
Retro photo restoration.
I found this little guy in a house we are building. His momma never came back.
I'm now bottle feeding this guy. He seems really happy and loves snuggling down in this bedding.
He is also very loud when he wants his bottle!
Is adorable, stuffed and made of super soft plush material. It has a white snout, a pink stitched nose and mouth, and two black plastic eyes. There is a pink bow up near it's ear.
2 or 3 weeks ago I had a hen that was laying eggs up on the hay. When I remembered to check the nest, in the half dark all I could see was this writhing mass of something down in the dark hole. My first thought was, “did that hen hatch out some chicks and leave them”. I shined a light in and saw 4 baby kittens lying among 9 or 10 eggs. I took the eggs and left the kittens. I still get an egg out from among the kittens every day or two. Today I thought to catch the hen in the act and this is what I found. The picture on down will show the egg that was left by the hen.
.... and I'm exploring my new camera.
The Canon 350D was a loyal companion over the last 6 years but it was time to take the next step and this is why I got myself a Canon 6D.
I will definitely have a lot of fun with it – so expect a lot of photos!
Loneliness by Rebecca Drollinger
It is cold today
Indeed the rain is falling and I am alone.
Thoughts of life and love,
meaningless to anyone but myself.
I am alone.
They watch me, their eyes not knowing,
knowing nothing of what they see.
I am but another creature, alone.
They scurry on the surface, unaware,
unaware of the life below
when you are alone.
Loneliness, not a burden nor a sorrow,
but a time of solace, of deepness
never to be shared, never to be understood.
They can never reach the place where I am
And I know I will never reach the place where they are.
I know I don't want to reach that place.
True happiness is here, unmisted.
Unmisted by smiles or laughter,
unmisted by the joys of company.
To find true happiness,
to know if one is truly happy,
he must be happy alone.
A little less than a week ago I noticed the porch pretty kitty laying on the floor by the hay with her 4 kittens and not coming in to eat. The next morning she was laying by herself, not letting the kittens near her. I saw the hair gone on a spot on her back, maybe 1 ½” by 2 ½”. Later she had moved to the bottom part of the dog house on the front porch, then to the floor of the barn and back. I never see her move, and the way she lays I wonder if her back legs are paralyzed or if it’s just hard to move around with the muscles on her back messed up. She abandoned her kittens and they are about to young to be off her, 3 have died but I’ve kept this one going so far, it is the one looking out of the hens back ( www.flickr.com/photos/8809133@N05/1951923836/ ). Unlike most cats they don’t seem to like milk replacer to well. This one has had some scraps of deer meat it eats real well. Since it can’t snuggle up with its litter mates, it did real good last night with the goat kids. I think the donkey got hold of the Mother cat and did a job on her. One thing a man down the road a piece said, 35 years ago, about having animals is “If you don’t have them, you can’t lose them”
Picture #6 in the Saga of the Hens Kitten;