Can I Keep It?

Whew

The last couple of weeks Hud and I have been social butterflies.  Good thing he has a five day weekend coming up.  I need a rest. 

We photographed the Rhodes College graduation for one.  Went to a wedding at the Metals Museum for another.

The river is very high from all of the snow run off up north.  It's racing so fast that the barges going downstream disappeared in  a matter of minutes, while the ones travelling upstream?  Are probably still fighting the current six days later.

We went to a Gatsby Party, which was grand fun.  And my Art Deco jewelry got to go out for the evening, which it adored. Art Deco jewelry loves a good party.

Our friends, the Flowers.  Hud has known Calvin since they were babies, like sixty years.  Not being hyperbolic, even.  For reals.

We're having the house refinanced.  Zali and Simone were not impressed.  They had to go to jail for a few hours while the appraiser was here.

Muhzer! Wee are ze stressed owt!

I should have put Simone in her Thundershirt. Hud and I did Paws for a Cause a couple of weekends ago and I gave in and bought her one to ease her anxiety.  Two years ago, without warning, Simone became petrified of thunderstorms.  The slightest rumble would cause her to shake so terribly that I was afraid she'd rattle her teeth out of her head.  When I discovered her hiding behind the toilet after I got out of the shower, I knew that I had to try something.  And you know what?

EffingFunderCanBiteMe.GrowlAtSomebodyElse,AshullSky.

It works!  

The Thundershirt doesn't completely put her at ease, but during yesterday's storms, she merely panted a few times.  No shaking!  Simone even managed a nap during a particularly strong line of storms.  I may get one for Boudreaux.  Zoe didn't teach him how to catch a ball like an Olympian, but she did transfer her fear of the vacuum cleaner.

And we went to bunch and lunches with a variety of friends.  That's about enough, isn't it?

Well, there is this:

A baby Fig Parrot.  From Zooborns.com.

You are welcome.

May 14

Happy birthday, Daddy.  I've missed you all these fifteen years.  I've missed taking you out for lunch by myself on your special day and talking.  I miss your funny face.

And Carmen.  It's been a year today since you had to leave us.  I miss your funny face, too.

And Happy Birthday, Aida Velveeta!  Today you are sixteen, my fuzzy bag of bones.  Twice as long as the vet said you would live.

I love you, my little sous chef.  I hope we have many more years with your funny face.

May fourteenth is an auspicious day at Schyterbolle. So many comings and goings on this day.

 

Darling LuLu!

Okay, in the latest bit of spakling since Zoe's departure from the planet, I must introduce the incredible Miss LuLu!  Ta da!

Sorry for the blurry images. I'm having to use my phone, which is a rather unintelligent phone and not at all clever, to take pictures because I have misplaced my camera cord.  

LuLu's a Sun Conure, hatched on January 30, 2013.  A baby!  Her colors are just starting to come in. And Oh!  I love her so!  

We happened to be in the pet store a couple of weeks ago and I stopped by to smell the hamsters and birds, (as you do) and there she was.  Flirting with me.  Playing peek-a-boo from behind a sign advertising her hatch date and name which they thought was Kiwi, but they were wrong.  She was LuLu.  I asked to get her out, but the people who worked there tried to no avail.  She was just beginning to be curious they explained and said they would work with her and to come back in a couple of weeks.  Soooooo, in the insuing fortnight, guess who couldn't stop thinking about funny little LuLu?

Hud and I were out running errands Saturday.  We were passing the pet store when I wondered aloud if that cute birdie was still there.  Hud made the block and turned back.  "You know that's your bird, don't you?" he asked as we went through the doors.

I knew she was.  The employees had lived up to their promise. After a game of peep-eye waiting for assistance, out she came and sat calmy on my shoulder.   She never made it back to her cage.  LuLu patiently perched on Hud's finger while the young man put together her new home.  Off we drove to Schyterbolle.

Where we will live happily ever after.