The Spider and the Fly

(Not my image.)

“Oh my”, said the fly

”Dear spider, come see

My gossamer tablecloth

Laid out for tea.”

“In the shade of the tree

We’ll have crumpets and scones

And while away time

Till the afternoon’s gone.”

“And while we are chatting

Come look at my phone!

See the wonderful website

That I have done.”

“It’s all about you

And your wonderful home.

The lattice-work structures

with your silk you have sewn.”

Spider looked at the screen

And was quickly entranced.

She could not look away,

Not even a glance.

And with that

Tricky Fly was a fly celeb

’Cause nasty ol’ spider

Was caught in ‘the web’.

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I’d eat ’em both if you’d give me the chance.

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Come join the boys at the Museum of the Imagination in Dream Our World where they experience the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun!

Dream Our World and other fine gifts are available from my shop at L Bowman Studios.

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Rhymes With Orange

Don’t worry, it’s not till July, but you should get your tickets early.

I wanna be a ball retriever!

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The Sunbeam

This made me laugh. For as narrow as that sunbeam was, Toby was determined to be in it.

I am your sunshine….and this is mine.

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This picture of Geordie is for my friend Rosco. He’ll know why.

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Potty Car / Car Potty

When my nephew was little, I got him one of these Hot Wheels Potty Cars. Recently I found out that they have become quite valuable. I wonder if my nephew kept his?

On a semi-related note, I found out that there is such a thing as a car potty. It is a camping toilet that can fit between the front and back seats of a car. You line it with a human-sized poopy bag and add a handful of kitty pine before using. Later you can dispose of the waste wherever waste is disposed of.

I talked to my neighbor about these, and she declared me “bat-sh*t crazy”. In this day and age, though, how crazy is it? I’ve read of people being afraid of using public rest stops because they feel unsafe. Some truck drivers have these rather than using truck stop restrooms. If you live in a house/apartment with one bathroom, having a backup might be nice because plumbing nearly always decides to break in the middle of the night over a holiday weekend. Living in your car? This solves at least one of your immediate problems.

In my family, intestinal disease runs rampant. Several relatives have had to have sections of their intestines removed. Hospital won’t discharge you until you’ve had a bowel movement, but there is no guarantee that more might need to come before you can get where you’re going. (Full control doesn’t come back for several weeks.) Set one of these up in the back of the car with a privacy blanket, and you might have a more confident drive home.

Even if your initial reaction to collapsible toilets is that they are a bizarre idea, now that you know about them, I bet you find yourself thinking about occasions when they might be useful.

Just knowing that I’ve caused you to think about pooping in your car brings joy to my day.

I’ll poop in your car.

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Onion Grass

A friend who lives in a different part of the country said she had never heard of onion grass. I thought I would take some pictures of mine to show her what it looks like. Of course I took stinky monster with.

This is onion grass. It is kind of like chives. It inconveniently grows in the middle of lawns, and when you mow, the whole neighborhood smells like an Italian restaurant.

The roots are deeper than you might think, so it’s not easy to pull them out.

As soon as Toby noticed that I was getting rid of the onions, he wanted to help. He would dig around the roots, then try to pull them out with his teeth. What was funny was that he really didn’t like the taste or the smell of the grass. He would snort and sneeze each time he did it.

Mom, are you digging something? Then I want to dig too. Achoo!

No matter where I sat, he had to come right up next to me to dig. He covered me with dirt and filled my boots – but not in a good way.

Not my image.

My mom tells stories of when she was little, and her family bought milk from a nearby farm. She could always tell when the cows got into the onion grass because their milk tasted like onion. I can’t imagine how horrible that must have been with oatmeal.

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Come join my boys at the Museum of the Imagination in Dream Our World. Inside, they view the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun.

Dream Our World and other fine gifts are available at from my shop at L Bowman Studios.

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Speckled Eggs at Easter

Can you find the eggs hidden in this picture?

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Since I took this picture, the Mama Killdeer (or perhaps it was the Papa Killdeer?) laid another egg.

Here is one of the parent (birth-giver?) birds sitting on the nest. When they are still, it can be quite difficult to find them.

If Toby comes near the nest, the Killdeer try to lead him away from it. This parent (I mean birth-giver) is right on the edge of the gravel heading toward the grass.

If the bird still feels threatened, it will poop while running away. Then it will chirp a lot and do a broken wing display. Toby is very entertained by this. He has high hopes that someday he will catch this bird.

The Killdeer made this nest at a nearby church. I am sure to them it seemed like a wonderfully peaceful location with hardly anyone around. Then along came Easter, and the world went crazy. But, perhaps they did this on purpose. Maybe sitting on a nest is boring, and this is like theater to them.

Let’s make it interactive theater, shall we?

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If you would like more interactive activities with Toby, come to the Museum of the Imagination in Dream Our World. Inside my two Cairn boys explore the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun.

Dream Our World and other fine gifts are available in my shop at L Bowman Studios.

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The Cultivator

I recently got a new garden tool. After using it a few times, I am not sure it can compete with my old one.

First, I try to pull a weed. / Toby is off in his own world.

Then he he stops in order to see what I am doing.

First the left paw…

Then the right…

Then get out of the way, mom, it’s Toby’s turn to work!

What was so interesting about this experience was that Toby watched which weeds I was digging up, then he sought them out and removed them himself. I don’t know if he meant to be helpful or if he thought he was depriving me of the fun of clearing ground, but it sure was great having him around!

I’m a good digger. I know it.

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Laid Off Again (Naturally)

Hmm, is anyone else hearing the Beatles?

Anyway, my latest job ended. On my last day, I was walking a pretty pup in temps that turned out to be 11 when you factored in windchill. I hadn’t grabbed my gloves because I thought our walk would be short due to the cold and the late hour. The pup had other ideas. She had been cooped up in the house too long and really needed to stretch her legs, so she insisted we take a much longer walk than I’d intended.

The whole time we were walking I kept telling her how cold my hands were and could we please hurry home to where it was warm. When we finally made it back to her house, this dear girl walked over to me and put my hands in her mouth to warm them up. I was so touched! I thanked her over and over because it really did feel good.

It’s amazing how much our animal companions understand us and how much they care.

I am sweeter than sugar!

Not me. I would have bitten that momsicle.

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If you would like to warm Toby’s heart, then pick up a copy of Dream Our World! Inside, he and his brother Geordie explore the Museum of the Imagination while enjoying a day of unsupervised fun.

Dream Our World and many other fine gifts can be found in my shop at L Bowman Studios.

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如果 / If

If we were Chinese, might someone beat me to death with a shovel? Maybe

If humans dug the way they’re supposed to (with their paws), they wouldn’t need shovels.

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If you would like to see what else my pups are up to, then join them at the Museum of the Imagination as they explore the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun!

Dream Our World and other fine gifts can be found in my shop at L Bowman Studios.