WOW!! My day started off with a great surprise! I have been setting my alarm to wake me up earlier because I wanted to see if I would ever see “Trace” and her triplets again…since they had shown up early I thought, well…..I’d get up earlier..maybe they’ve been coming by all along and I just wasn’t up to know…the alarm went off, I sat up…and there they were! I took video…too dark for any images….(I’ll post the video later)…but now I have a new mission for the day….those triplets are the most AWARE, ALERT fawns I’ve ever had visit….one move by me and at least one of the fawns notices and up goes the tail to alert the others to danger.
My day therefore will proceed with a trip out to buy more cammo “netting” to stretch across the window so that they will have a harder time detecting movement…..I already have some up, but these little fawns are SHARP…they don’t miss anything…..I’m thinking about getting a cammo t-shirt also and maybe a cammo baseball cap that I can wear so that they REALLY can’t see me…I have a cammo hat already, but that has Christmas lights strung all through it..I used it for my Christmas card last year..(I’ll try to find a copy to show you so that you don’t think I’m making this up )….they do have those full face masks…..so maybe one of those…OH!…And maybe a cammo purse to keep my cammo lipstick in….and maybe some little cute cammo slippers with those little poofy balls on the top….Huh….I’m starting to think that I”m going to lose my “girly-girl” status…Huh….come to think of it, did I ever have it?????………Oooooh!…..Oooooohh….photosfromtheloonybin.wordpress.com has reminded me that I need a cammo container for my chocolate!
FIRST YOU SMELL THE PEANUT….EVERYONE KNOWS THAT YOU SMELL THE PEANUT TO SEE IF IT’S RIPE….
SECOND STEP..YOU SAMPLE JUST A SMALL TASTE….THAT’S NOT A “SMALL TASTE” !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHAT?????? I THOUGHT WE WERE STILL TALKING ABOUT THE OLYMPICS….THIS IS MY OLYMPIC SPORT….WHAT DO I CARE ABOUT HOW TO
EAT A PEANUT?…..YOU JUST STUFF IT IN YOUR FACE AND WHAT HAPPENS, HAPPENS.
COULD IT BE ?????
THERE HAS BEEN A POSSIBLE SIGHTING OF A MINI-NINA SQUIRREL!!
This creature is as fast as lightning….highly sensitive to even the smallest sounds
and TENACIOUS!!! (Last year one broke into our house, chased and bit
the cat and freaked out the dog!)
I hadn’t given much thought to the possibility of a mini-ninja,
but you never know…..
This evening I got to meet someone VERY special! At first it was had to tell
what I was looking at, as the object seemed to be moving at the speed of
light…just a blur, streaking past the window…
Then….CELEBRATION !!! Dash finally brought her fawn to meet us…
and now you know why “baby” is named “Rocket”….
Of course, the moment that Dash saw me in the window…they were out of
there….not racing away,,but just being safe and leaving the area…
so today wasn’t half bad
Someone in the neighboring woods apparently has a new pet…a rooster…
I kid you not…every day…most of the day, I hear a rooster crowing.
The daily, lyrical call of “ER-ER-ER-ER-ER!!”…has been going on for about
I just want you to know that I have only experienced this “lullaby” once before
in my life….Hubby and I took a long, scenic, nightmare drive down to Key West,
Florida several years ago…ask him, just ask him, how much he LOVED that
drive….I am not a good passenger when you travel at 10 miles an hour for
a day and a half…well really only about two hours….when you go down to
Key West, and you drive…there’s one way in, and one way out.
Having endured stop and go traffic FOREVER, it was a joy to find out that
the cause of the slow down was something really important…like trimming
palm trees…I could have screamed. (I think hubby was screaming silently).
Having reached our destination, then enjoying a stroll during which hubby’s
phone rang constantly with work “crisis”….we were so thrilled and in love
that we could barely keep from driving a dagger into each other’s backs..
( Just kidding………..possibly)…After a late dinner, we returned to our host’s
home wanting nothing more than to collapse, hysterical and in tears, in
exhaustion on the comfy futon mattress…(“kill me now” kept running through
my head…but things were about to get better!)
I wasn’t quite sure how I was going to fall asleep, because our host likes to
keep the door to her patio open all night…do not ask me why…I have no
idea…but I fully expected some lost drunken soul to stumble through the
door and collapse on top of us, as we were only six feet from the open door
and one block away from a very..”interesting” night club.
Finally I convinced myself that this wasn’t going to happen…and that’s when
it started…a rooster walked up, stood outside the door and began to sing
it’s lullaby…”ER-ER-ER-ER-ER”…hubby thinks it sounds more like
“Happy Birthday to you”, but I disagree. The home of the late, great, writer
Earnest Hemingway was right across the street…If any ghosts reside there,
I’m sure they were having a fit, how can you make enough noise to scare
people when a rooster is drowning out any spooky sounds you might
come up with ……the rooster “sang”….all…night…long.
Sorry for the trip down memory lane, but every time I hear our new
neighbor, the rooster, I think of this…
I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep TONIGHT…this time because I’m curious
as to whether I’ll be hearing any more rooster “music”……
TROUBLE came out of the woods, passed through the yard, and
headed in the direction of “El Rooster”……..
The Coyote has returned…if that rooster has any brains at all….
he’ll learn sign language..
I’M READY FOR THE OLYMPICS….
SOMEBODY SHOOT THE GUN SO THIS RACE CAN START…
WAIT….NOBODY SHOOT! NOBODY SHOOT!
This little one was just minding its own business..getting a little drink…keeping it’s distance from the bigger raccoons.
After “Baby”climbed over into the bowl that contained some birdseed, “Mama” saw what the baby was doing and
decided that this wasn’t such a bad idea……
even though this was HER baby, she was pretty rough on it…
apparently in order to make the other raccoon give way.,.you back into the space they’re in
and proceed to try to dis-lodge the other raccoon by using your “posterior”.
Despite “Mama’s” best efforts, this baby stayed in the bowl..
when even a SECOND adult raccoon climbed into the bowl…
the little one gave no ground and remained in the bowl…pretty much buried…
but still eating.
I’m trying to figure out what was going on outside “the window”….
I’ve not seen the ninja squirrel in some time..so I have the feeling that I
can stay out from under the bed and resume normal life…
This gathering had me wondering …”Dash” the deer seemed to have
a lot to say, but the raccoons really didn’t care to listen. Gathering kernels
of dried corn is a demanding job, and if you’re going to get more than
the raccoon next to you, you have to be FOCUSED!
I was amazed that the baby raccoons jumped right in and knew just what to
do…there is no “learning curve” involved with eating. I wish I had a photo
to show you, but later they all formed a “conga-line” and danced through
the backyard…..I thought they only did that at weddings.
Have you ever heard the expression…”If a tree falls in the forest, and nobody hears it,
does it still make a sound?”
Well I have a theory about this…
I heard a tree fall today….now the woods couldn’t SEE me
because I was standing NEXT to the edge of the woods…so it
COULDN’T have seen me…..well….IT MADE A SOUND….
the woods didn’t know if I had heard it or not..but it still MADE A SOUND..
I don’t think they make a sound only when they think someone is looking
and listening, I’m not sure about that…it’s just my opinion…
Thank you, I needed to get that off my chest…and now I’m not
sure if I even understand what I just wrote…I confused MYSELF!…
I think that’s what the woods intended all along.
Here is a little lady who doesn’t think much of me….it’s obvious
from that look on her face….I was sure I heard her say…
“hey lady, the woods said to tell you that you only “think” you
heard a tree fall in the woods….
Who let me get near a keyboard in my condition??? I’m rambling all over
and anyone with an ounce of sense can see that I’m severely low on
I saw Melvin again today….I decided to take him copies of the pictures that I posted
of him with “Foot” the other day…
I was really relieved that he was happy to get them…not sad…and
REALLY happy to hear that he is becoming something of a celebrity because
of the book…”‘Being Bob”.
A woman called me last night to order four books, she’s a distant relative
of Melvin’s and he was so excited to tell me that she came to his house
to see the book in person. She wants him to “sign” hers when she gets it.
She has her first grand-daughter and she wants his “autograph”!
He was so happy!
It was kind of adventure when I first got to the farm.
I had to wait for him by the barn when I first got there…he wasn’t in the house
so I thought he had gone out….as I got in my car to leave, I heard the sound
of the barn door moving..out of the cool dark barn came “beauty” his black
dog…(it’s 93 today).
Beauty came up to greet me and then walked back toward the barn..I was worried
that Melvin was in there…the door had been mostly shut, so that wasn’t like
Beauty proceeded to guide me around the side of the barn and then she just stood
staring out into the field….far, far, out in the field I could just see the top of
Melvin’s golf cart….I went back to my car, got my phone..a scarf to protect
my neck from the sun and went back to make the long trek to check on the
golf cart…as I started my hike..I realized the cart was moving.
I watched Melvin drive back to the ten acre woods, and then I saw the herd…
he had rounded them up and they came flying through the field, headed for the
barn….way behind them came Melvin in the golf cart.
I was so relieved to see him…but I didn’t let him know that..he’s very
The horses ran up for a big, long drink of water and then waited for Melvin
to open the stable door and in they went…DINNER!!
You might be asking yourself, “where did “Beauty” go???”
She walked over, climbed into the horse’s water trough, and proceeded
to be a very happy dog.
Sorry, another dust bunny “bites the dust”…I just swallowed it.
For those of you out there in the real world….I have PROOF….PROOF I SAY!,
of the sneakiness of the squirrels….
These Ninja warriors were practicing their approach….although
one member of the group was brazen enough to walk right up to
the door and try to chew his way in…..has he never heard of KNOCKING???
I have tried to imitate their acrobatics…(I still have my sparkly trapeeze outfit), but
alas, the branch failed inexplicably….Now that I have bandaged my wounds and
repaired my outfit, I am contemplating my next form of self defense….running
In the meantime, I am monitoring the movements of the squirrels, ninja
and non-ninja and although disturbing, I do not
think that an attack is imminent….
Besides, they’re too busy fighting with each other…
I just wanted you all to meet “Bob’s” Dad…Melvin.
I went to visit Melvin today and I took him his copy of the book about
his horse “Bob”..
It was a good moment and a sad moment…He told me pretty quickly that
his beloved cat “foot” had disappeared. Sadly, he is pretty sure that a friend
hit the cat and tried to hide the fact…so now he has lost his friend and “foot”.
I sat there with him and tried to hide the fact that I was crying…he’s almost
eighty-five and “foot” went everywhere with him…He waited for Melvin to
climb into his golf cart…then he would jump in too…he would ride to the barn
with Melvin, sit on a bale of hay to watch Melvin feed Bob and the rest
of the herd, and then ride back to the house in the golf cart with Melvin.
It was really hard to hear him talk about looking for “foot”…he had nursed him
back to health one winter when the cat almost died.
I’m glad that I went to visit him and I’ll try to get back to see him more often..
O.K. class….our lesson today will be on dining with elegance and style.
How many of you out there are at this very moment, eating a snack
without using your hands? Class….is this acceptable??
How many of you out there feel that it is permissible to sit on the
table while dining? Do you think that it is permissible to invite your
dinner companion to sit on the table WITH you while dining?
If it is a first date, do you think you should at least wait until the second
date before eating from each other’s plates?
Well done so far class! Only four of you felt that climbing onto the
table was appropriate in a formal setting…(bulldogsturf , aFrankAngle, El Guapo
and photosfromtheloonybin…I’ll need to see you after class.)
And lastly, your final grade depends upon this answer…
so think carefully about your response before you raise your hand.
If you thought that no one would catch you….would you climb onto
the table, put your feet on someone else’s plate
and then walk on their food??
FIRST APPROACH……RAIN PRECIOUS RAIN !!!!!! THE FIRST FEW DROPS…
THE SECOND APPROACH….
You know the other day when I did the post on the Mugger squirrel, trying
to hypnotize the Little Squirrel of the Woods??
I listened to the Little Squirrel of the Woods’ instructions
and I’m starting to quack like a duck….
(don’t all hypnotists make you quack like a duck? Or is it a
chicken?) O.k. So maybe I didn’t hypnotize myself to be totally accurate…
I know something has happened for sure and I’m blaming it on the Mugger
Squirrel…, I’ve been walking around in a fog….and all I
want to do is to take a nap! Obviously, not enough chocolate has been
consumed, but that was my goal….didn’t know how much sugar must have
been flowing through my veins…..so now……………………………………………
Since the energy is LOWWWWWW….I’m just going to post a few of the images
I love…..there are too many, so you might get tired of hearing me say that I “love”
an image…but I love most all of them…..
After you look at them I want you all to yell as loudly as you can….
WAKE UP ZANNYRO !!!!!!!!!
Bob and Mac can never resist an audience, so they put on a show for the two “lurkers” in the background…
THIS IS HOW I FEEL……
Today was a day, just like oh so many days we’ve had this spring…HOT HOT HOT!!
We’re in a terrible drought…trees dropping their leaves like it’s fall, lakes
dropping to very low levels..
I don’t know what the temp was today,,somewhere in the nineties again….
so today it was time to take action…or as much as we can take action…some
areas of town have watering restrictions…we are on a well, so it’s our call.
I watched the squirrels this morning and the hotter it gets, the more they use
their tails as little sun umbrellas to keep cool….the hotter it gets, the lower
their tails get over their heads…
Late this afternoon I saw something that just broke my heart….
Two robins who were obviously over heated….the longer I watched them sit with
their beaks open…to help cool them….the more they started to lean over toward
the ground…they seemed to be really close to….I don’t know…collapse?, death?
They were holding back, watching the squirrels in the bird baths, not daring to
come too close to them…but you could tell they really wanted to get to the water..
I found any somewhat flat container that I could and filled it with water…then hubby
came home and turned on the lawn sprinkler…he’s my hero…within a short time, there
was a female cardinal simply sitting in the gentle spray and not too long after, the
robins found the water….tomorrow I buy ANOTHER bird bath !!
So here are a few images that did my heart good…even just the spray of the water
Luckily I have come to my senses and realized that the Squirrels, ninja and
non-ninja, are really not out to get me…it was all just one big misunderstanding.
Having said that, today I had a remarkable experience..I was hanging out of
my window into the woods, just having a look around when a little squirrel
I was unprepared when he called up to me and said, “Hey lady, do you
want to know the kind of day I’ve had?” Well you can imagine! It was a
feeling almost like the fellow who had the gorillas all over him!
( If you missed that video, you have NO idea what I’m talking about, but
it’s o.k.,,,I forgive you).
I was stunned beyond belief, STUNNED, I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
For some reason I felt like “Christopher Robin” to the little Squirrel’s
“Winnie the Pooh”. I was all ears…..I said “tell me your tale, (not tail),
little Squirrel of the Woods.
With no hesitation the little guy chattered away furiously…..
I was minding my own business when one of the larger squirrels started
calling softly to me…..”You are getting sleepy…you are getting sleepy…
your eyes are getting heavier and heavier…”
Right before I fell asleep I dragged myself up into the bird bath where I lay as if drugged….
After about five minutes I recovered and I gathered my immense Squirrel strength
and decided that I was NOT GOING TO BE ANOTHER VICTIM OF A SQUIRREL MUGGING!…..
I saw my enemy and impressed him first by leaping a tall building in a single bound…
I raced around the bird bath, up the tree limb and gave that sassy, smart- alecky Hypnotist Squirrel
a slap…..right in the “kisser”…..
Then I went home.
The little Squirrel of the Woods was out of breath and emotionally spent…so I gave him some
lemonade. There wasn’t much to say after that….he trotted off to the woods and I was left
hanging out of my window into the woods…wondering what had just happened.
Am I now the “Doctor Doolittle” of the woods?, able to talk to the animals, walk with the animals,
hang from the trees with the animals?….Hmmmmmmm… I’ll be back….I have a tree to climb.
I am happy to announce that “Being Bob”, the story of a horse…
is now available on Amazon.com!
I’m going to get a little choked up here….but….you know I’ve been waiting
to see my second little dream, bookwise, come true..and now it has.
You can find it on Amazon..if you go to Amazon and type in “Being Bob” Suzanne Rogers,
and of course I’m putting all of that info on the side of the blog…I’ll figure out how to
get an order button underneath,,,but you really don’t need any of this, if you just
click on the image on the right of the blog.
Thanks for all of the supportive, kind words that you’ve sent me as I traveled this
GASP…….I remained hiding under the bed all weekend….keeping a sharp
eye out for any sign of troop movement on the part of the ninja squirrels…
so far…..they continue to ignore me and act as if nothing is happening….
supplies are dwindling and the “dust bunnies” under the bed are
starting to look really appetizing…
BUT THERE IS HOPE!!! THIS MAY ALL END PEACEFULLY!!
I think I have found the answer to ongoing peace in my little outdoor
community……I have found a creature BIGGER than the ninja squirrels
who, in a large group, could maintain order.
They arrived Friday night and we have been having training sessions
on a regular basis….I put out peanuts, corn and seeds, and they
come and eat them…..they are really good at this!!!!
I feel confident that Peace is at hand, and we can all go about our
daily lives, secure in the knowledge that happiness and harmony
have been restored….I am crawling out from under the bed, and
rejoining the living…..I feel like a frozen yogurt….( I don’t mean that
I actually feel like frozen yogurt…I feel like EATING frozen yogurt)..
I’m taking orders…so hurry up, I’m leaving in ten minutes!
Am I happy? Yes….I’m VERY happy…
This came in the mail today….
My ”Physical Proof” of “Being Bob” arrived today…
One “click” if I approve the book and “Being Bob” will officially
come into existence…..
For those of you who asked in your comments to a previous post..if
the image shown was to be the cover of the book….I goofed…
THIS is the cover image of the book…Bob sticking his tongue out at us.
Well…..he’s getting closer.
Today I pushed the very scary button and approved the final digital proof for my new book…”Being Bob”.
Many of you have met Bob before on this blog and you know how special he is to me…he’s not mine, but he is mine.
I cannot wait to hold a physical proof of the book in my hands and to know that Bob is once and for all, mine to keep.
This book tells the story of a horse ( a very REAL horse ), who struggles with the question of who he is and if who he is, is good enough.
I meet people all of the time who, even as adults still deal with this issue.
I think we all take this journey in life, and so I hope that with humor and love, the message is once more put out there……love yourself, accept yourself.
On the back of this book, I was able to put down how wonderful it was to walk the fields with Bob the horse these last two years.
Many, many years ago, I walked the fields of my Grandparents horse farm with my older brother.
Golden days of summer will never be forgotten…and neither will the brother that I lost and the horse that I love.
MAX AND ZERO