Is This What I Think It Is?

Death's Head Hawkmoth

Geordie and Toby’s Grandpa found this today while he was out.  I had never seen one before and looked it up.  It looks like a Death’s Head Hawkmoth.  I read that they sneak into honey bee hives and eat honey.  They get in because they smell like a bee.

Winnie the Pooh should have thought of that.

Update:  A friend showed me that this is actually an Imperial Moth.  I guess Winnie couldn’t have learned anything useful from this guy after all.

 

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Come join Bitey and Toby on a magical adventure in Dream Our World.  In it, Geordie and Toby visit the museum of their dreams.

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First Fruits

Photo of first fruit from the garden this year.

Woo hoo!  The garden has finally started producing something other than weeds!  I had to fight Toby for this cucumber, but eventually I won.  (I cheated.  I threatened to hide Blue Puppy if he didn’t give it up.)

Between my injured knee and all the rain we’ve had, I found it difficult to keep up with the weeds.  Over the weekend, we had two dry days, and I was able to clear out most of what shouldn’t be there.  It was good timing because I found some small zucchini and a couple of cukes which will need close supervision.  Had I waited a few days, I may have ended up with baseball bats instead of veggies.

Toby turned out to be really helpful in the garden.  His favorite food is grass, and he went first for the stuff that had gone to seed.  Had I realized, I would have sent him out there to take care of things and saved myself the sunburn.

Peek-a-boo!

So, I did good?

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Catch Up On My Reading

While I am injured, maybe I can catch up on my reading.

Mom, he keeps stealing my toys! This little twerp is hogging all the sunshine!

Come here so I can beat you up! Yeah, well I'm gonna go pee on your bed!

I'm hungry! When's dinner? I gotta go potty! Then again, maybe I won't.....

Two Cairn terriers asleep on the floor.

Oh come on.  We weren’t that bad!

Yes you were.

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Bitey Dog and Toby in POOPITER

Poopiter is an illustrated telling of the boys’ first year together.

To find out how good they can be, read Dream Our World.  In Dream Our World,  Geordie and Toby visit the museum of their dreams.

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Electric Mustard Mulch Puke

Electric mustard colored fungus growing in wood mulch

Bright yellow fungus growing in wood mulch

That is the scientific name for this stuff,  isn’t it?

This is the latest addition to the list of things I need to keep Toby from eating.  So far he has been pretty good about it, but he does keep trying to eat the mulch.  I worry that this might happen again:

Bright red mushrooms

Sketch of brown mushrooms

 

Psychedelic Pup

 

Blecch...This is not the "trip" they promised in the brochure!

Bored terrier lies next to his tennis ball.

Why do you keep picking on me?  I’ve been good lately.

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Bitey Dog and Toby in POOPITER

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Toby…I Mean Blue Puppy…Strikes Again

Last week I had two jobs come in.  My boys absolutely hate when I have to work and my attention is taken away from them.  Toby, I mean Blue Puppy, had a bit of a meltdown over this.

Tipped over trash can.

Naughty Cairn terrier tears up trash while his toy Blue Puppy watches the carnage.

Blue Puppy lies amid the trash can carnage.

As you can see, Blue Puppy tipped over the trash can and ripped up all the papers while Toby innocently looked on.  At least this was slightly better than when Toby got into the laundry and paraded around the house with dirty undies.

Toy kitty with stuffing ripped out of its head.

Humpty Kitty also fell victim to the carnage.  All of that stuffing used to be her brains.  I guess now she is Zombie Humpty Kitty.

Humpity! Humpity! Humpity!

How did Humpty Kitty get her name? I dunno.  Maybe we should ask Englebert Humpamint.

Given how miserable today was, I am going to hurry and sign off  so I can get some work done while the boys are sleeping.  It’s funny, they are my muses, yet they keep me from getting absolutely anything done.

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What might Virtual Toby and Geordie do as they nap in front of the TV?

I wonder what my boys would do at a museum? ....and so concludes our broadcast of famous museums around the world.

They go to the museum, of course!

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The Tub

I am so down. Without being able to walk, I can't sleep; my appetite is off; I can't even draw.

Why don't you take a nice relaxing bath?  That will make you feel better.

My legs won't bend enough so I can't even do that! I need one of those old lady tubs with the door in the side.

Whaaaaa!!!! So, do you think she will start hawking Vitameatavegamin next or stuffing her blouse with chocolates? I am hoping for the chocolates, myself.

Yeah, I did opt for the chocolates.

Thanks to my recent injury, this is the first time I have ever given serious thought to a walk in tub.  I don’t really want one, but it has been very embarrassing trying to climb in and out of the regular one.

As the song says:

Bad stuff happens in the bathroom

I’m just glad that it happens in a vacuum*

Thank heavens for vacuums or someone might – for instance – draw this unfortunate event and put it on the internet.  That would be bad.

 

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To see what Geordie and Toby have been up to when they are not making fun of me, pick up a copy of Dream Our World.  In it, the boys go to the museum of their dreams.

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*Thank you to the team at Bob’s Burgers!

 

 

 

The Muumuu

Whoa, what's with the get up? My knees are so swollen that my pants won't fit.

Plus i am so slow getting to the bathrom that I don't have time to unfasted my pants. And somewhere the Kanaka Maoli are missing a princess...

After all of that dry, boring town meeting stuff, I needed some frivolity in my blog.  Well, it wasn’t funny at the time, but maybe it is now.

For several weeks I had to head to the bathroom when I didn’t need to go because if I waited until I did, it would be too late.   Aah…being injured is so much fun.  No wait.  No it’s not.

Three days before I fell, I had the worst headache I had had in years.  It made me so sick to my stomach that I had to go to bed.  My boys were very concerned for me that day.  They studied my face to see what was wrong.  I even noticed them stopping their fighting game to come over and take care of me.  I thought this was extremely sweet.

When I fell, though, they could not have cared less.  They stood in front of me when I tried to walk.  They attempted to drag me around the block.  They jumped on my cantaloupe-sized knees. I got no sympathy for my injuries from them at all.  So, what are the parameters for dog sympathy, I wonder?  It certainly isn’t falling.

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The Visionary, Not-a-Town-Council-Meeting Meeting.

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When is she coming home?

On this evening, Toby brought Blue Puppy to the door, and they both sat side by side for the longest time looking outside.  Of course, as soon as I grabbed the camera Toby ran away.

Last week there was a confusing article in the paper about a proposed bike path for this town and which streets might be affected by it.  There seemed to be so many problems with what I read that I decided to go /limp to a town council meeting to find out what was going on.

The meeting was hosted by the Heritage Foundation which is responsible for creating bike trails across the state.  Another function of the meeting was town planning combined with trying to revive the historical society.  While I didn’t agree with everything that was proposed, it was interesting to meet people so passionate about both their hobby and the town.

This town isn’t part of the state-wide bike trail, but some people would like to draw cyclists through the streets as a means of increasing revenue.  They feel that with more traffic will come more business.  I seem to recall, though, that having traffic is not enough, you need to draw the right traffic.

This “town” is basically an intersection of two streets which are lined closely on both sides with residences and houses converted for small businesses.  We have a car dealership, an antiques store, an agricultural store, a nail salon, a bank, a Post Office, a lawyer, two pizza shops, a bar and absolutely no parking.  I am trying to envision how seasonal cyclists will help these businesses.  Most of the time when they come through town now, it is after business hours or on weekends.  Other than the pizza shops and the bar, I can’t see anyone being open when they are here.

In order to bring cyclists into the town, planners have proposed either a bridge or a tunnel so that riders won’t have to cross the dangerous highway that is between the trail and the downtown.  This brings to mind a whole host of other concerns.  Whenever I talk to neighbors about what I learned at the meeting, they all cringe at the mention of a tunnel.  Anything out of sight of daylight is an invitation for trouble.  No one wants to make it any easier to hide drug activities.  We are already a high-traffic location in that we are at an important north-south/east-west intersection along drug trafficking routes.

The history buffs at the meeting wanted to accentuate the significance of different buildings and features of the town (like the horse watering trough*, I kid you not) to try to draw tourists.  The cycling enthusiasts want to create bike lanes along the existing two lane streets that have on-street parking.  The two seem to be at odds with each other.  To create bike lanes, it is likely you will have to destroy the slate sidewalks.  If you destroy the sidewalks, then you have lost part of the history.

My concern is that the proposed bike lane will go pretty much right past where I live.  I would like to make sure that there is still room in this town for slow-moving dog walkers to fit in.  Also, with the landscape the way it is, there are hill tops where you can’t see what traffic might be coming toward you.  I rely on being able to hear cars, but if a silent cyclist were to crest a hill where my pups and I were walking, the results could be disastrous.

Neighbors seem to feel that there is no way that an idea like this one could go through, but they won’t go to any meetings either.  I worry that apathy might allow the few to decide for the many.  Actually, something like that was brought up at the meeting.  The way that the organization is trying to tell people what is going on and to gather feedback is through Facebook and Survey Monkey.  I pointed out that many of the people impacted by this proposed path are not on Facebook and have no idea what is going on.  The group’s reply was that they have no funds and that Facebook is free.  To me, that was a weak argument.  If you have to, go door to door and talk to people.  Senior homeowners don’t deserve to have this sprung on them merely because they don’t use Facebook.

This was my first foray into local politics.  There is a regular town council meeting coming up on Thursday, and I am thinking of going to see what I might learn.  The boys yell at me that I am deserting them, but I reassure them that I am doing this to make sure that we have the freedom to pee on lawns for many years to come.

Horse Watering Trough with Geordie

Not my photo.  Borrowed from the internet

and re-imagined with Geordie.

 

*Truthfully I like the horse watering trough.  It really does have a colorful history.  Geordie likes it because I let him play in it whenever we go downtown.

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For more Bitey and Toby fun, pick up a copy of Dream Our World.

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In Dream Our World, Bitey and Toby spend a day at the MOTI, the Museum of the Imagination.  (Since Geordie didn’t think anyone was looking, he was actually nice to Toby.)

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