How NOT to Hug a Cow
Call me naive, but I never imagined such a thing as animal sex tourism. Sure, I knew about bestiality, but …
Category Archives: Chickens
I’m Such A Goose…
So there I was, sitting in the little change room in the Day Surgery section, waiting to have some tests …
The Grandpuppy Has Arrived At Last. And Taken Charge
Meet Mini — a twelve-week-old Newfoundland puppy. At the time of her induction into our Tribe, she was twelve weeks …
A Dog? Really?
Yes, folks, there will soon be a puppy in my life. I am not really a dog person. Dogs smell, …
(Still) Blowing in the Wind — The Comb-Over
Originally posted on The Meandering Matriarch:
O Bad Hair Day? In Australia, September is our March. That is to say, March winds…
And the Word Is…
Before I get into the discussion of certain words, I need to offer a bit of context. Why do I …
I See Things in Trees
I see things in trees. Sort of like shapes in clouds. Or Rorschach ink blots…but we won’t go there. Anyway, …
You Never Know What Might Pop Up Next…
What next? Life really is crazier than fiction…you can’t make this stuff up. Okay, Robin Williams could, but nobody else …
From Wanderlust To Wanderlost
I used to claim that I must have some gypsy blood in me–my yearning to travel endlessly was so strong. …
Herding Cats
We’ve all used the expression — herding cats — usually as a metaphor for trying to gather or organise things …
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