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2WhiteWolves

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Member For 4 Years
A few weekends ago, was out on the front porch sunbathing and this butterfly decided it needed to take a break :D

It flew away, at least I thought it did. I walked into in my home and felt something on my back. Reached around and it flew off. I thought the hitch hiker was some kind of stinger bug, Thank goodness ! it was the same butterfly, LOL. I finally caught it, unharmed, and released it outside :)
 

Amber Petti

Platinum Contributor
ECF Refugee
A few weekends ago, was out on the front porch sunbathing and this butterfly decided it needed to take a break :D

It flew away, at least I thought it did. I walked into in my home and felt something on my back. Reached around and it flew off. I thought the hitch hiker was some kind of stinger bug, Thank goodness ! it was the same butterfly, LOL. I finally caught it, unharmed, and released it outside :)
Awwww!!! I love it!
 

MyMagicMist

Platinum Contributor
Member For 4 Years
ECF Refugee
One of "my boy" Groucho that I took.

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I miss my Grouchy "bear". He and his sister Henrieta "Hammy", his brother Sherlocke "Mr. Locke!" They were taken to a no kill facility. They placed all three out to people in Canada. None of these guys were "bad" dogs. They were just a teenage "handful" to try to keep up with and often we could not. Loved them all. They used to visit a neighbor's sheep flock at night. This is the breed of dog they were, intended as sheep dogs that stayed in a flock to surprise predators. They were born knowing what to do and would often so cleverly remind me of this.

Two of one of "my boy"s named Shrek my wife took.

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In the second one he is strutting his stuff by playing at dominating me. Of course I might have been napping too. Shrek is a rotten, cantankerous old man that has a streak of smart ass. I have no idea where he gets that from, none what so ever. :)
 

Amber Petti

Platinum Contributor
ECF Refugee
One of "my boy" Groucho that I took.

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I miss my Grouchy "bear". He and his sister Henrieta "Hammy", his brother Sherlocke "Mr. Locke!" They were taken to a no kill facility. They placed all three out to people in Canada. None of these guys were "bad" dogs. They were just a teenage "handful" to try to keep up with and often we could not. Loved them all. They used to visit a neighbor's sheep flock at night. This is the breed of dog they were, intended as sheep dogs that stayed in a flock to surprise predators. They were born knowing what to do and would often so cleverly remind me of this.

Two of one of "my boy"s named Shrek my wife took.

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In the second one he is strutting his stuff by playing at dominating me. Of course I might have been napping too. Shrek is a rotten, cantankerous old man that has a streak of smart ass. I have no idea where he gets that from, none what so ever. :)
Sooo cute!!!
 

MyMagicMist

Platinum Contributor
Member For 4 Years
ECF Refugee
Some days it never ends.
Seen a bunch of that, firewood, up at FIL's today. He finally managed to get my wife's BIL to saw him up some timber into blocks. Said a few of the bigger oak blocks were two man lifters. He's been having fun using a nice 12k John Dear tractor with a scoop. He rolls bigger blocks over, and lets the scoop lift them up to a height he needs, swings a block over to his horizontal mounted hydraulic splitter. :)

He was kind of wanting to have put in nearly a full lumber/ firewood mill. Unfortunately the SIL that cares isn't living up there with them, to offer help getting it done. He doesn't fault me or his daughter though, understands we need to live our lives. His other SIL and daughter though, seems they'll never live their own so much as let "mom and dad" bear the brunt.

Me and FIL talked yesterday as well. He has never once thought I was free loading off his youngest daughter, my wife. He never thought I free loaded off any one of them. "All any of us need to do is ask, you're up and doing, or done by the time we finish asking.Then, you ask if there's anything else before you go back to your 'world'." He also reminded me he was still highly grateful I came down the morning of the day his dad died.

He couldn't figure out how, what to do exactly. Of course, he was in pieces. I got the house quiet, got every reflective surface covered before the coroner's ambulance come. Went on and got his wife stirring a little, made her feel useful by asking what there was to eat. She smiled and went right to work over the protests of her other daughter. Mama knew what I was doing and knew we needed to let the community know. She got food started, called a few key people she knew would pass the word appropriately.

His dad's friends come by intermittently the rest of the day. They nodded to me before coming on to the property. Then, they went to see everyone but left my FIL for last. When they got to him they took their time, spoke more of the happiest times. They would then look to me while shaking his hand and telling him if there was anything needed, call. They knew too that his dad, Sam, had taken me under wing and I was there for good reason. Her dad would not have been able to keep as steady as he did. Of course, there were all kinds of "hey, I'm going to go get a smoke" times. Many where I held him and let him cry. And plenty of times we both heard his dad fussing at all the fussing. :)

Saw Sam again today up at the wood shed. We had a good talk. He reminded me of a good number of things. :)
 

MyMagicMist

Platinum Contributor
Member For 4 Years
ECF Refugee
Ah, thank you. I was not sure. Visited someone that painted in oils once, learned oils never fully dry out, or at least should not. The glossiness of your picture left me wondering if it was freshly painted oil, or the acrylic. It is an interesting picture.
 

Amber Petti

Platinum Contributor
ECF Refugee
Ah, thank you. I was not sure. Visited someone that painted in oils once, learned oils never fully dry out, or at least should not. The glossiness of your picture left me wondering if it was freshly painted oil, or the acrylic. It is an interesting picture.
Thank you!
 

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