Livin’ Life On The Lamb

Here are the belated pics from the fair.

Here’s Noah holding Elmo. We like to say that Elmo is saying his prayers, and this naturally helps Noah to say his prayers at night also. There’s just something about Mommma and Daddy telling you to say your prayers that makes you want to balk a little. But when your bird is ready with his little claws folded together, how can you not want to say your prayers and be like that super-cool bird? Sheesh, kids are so silly sometimes!!

Noah and Elmo

Alright, so maybe the title is a little long and a tad bit cryptic as well, but as usual, things won’t make any more sense the more you continue to read. But I shall try to elaborate a teeny-tiny bit more.

 Let’s take, for an example, the Seven Dwarfs. They might be all cute and sweet in the movie, but in real life, those hairy gnomes would scare the crap outa me. Unless, of course, they brought all those jewels they dug up with them and laid them at my feet. It might lighten the mood a little.

Then there’s the talking/cooking rodent example. That’s just weird. Cute story, but still creepy to see all the vermin crawling around the kitchen.

 Oh, and let’s not forget the story of Charlette’s Web, where at the end, all these cute little spiders come POURING outa that nice little water-proof egg sack. Oh, it just makes my skin crawl to THINK of it. Ewww! Those of you who know me know that I detest spiders. Don’t know why. Don’t know when it started. Just freaked out by the little buggers.

So imagine my suprise when I picked up a banana this morning to slice for my kid and the birds and noticed a little white patch on the outside of the peel. Thinking it was just a little mold, I opened the peel to see if the banana was still salvagable, and as I did, the white film cracked a little and a teeny tiny spider came racing out of there and onto my counter, where it was quickly squashed. Imagine my horror as I stood over the sink and peeled the rest of the banana and the rest of the film cracked and HUNDREDS of little, teeny, tiny spiders came racing out of the sack and started running all over my sink!!! I freaked out, turned on the steaming hot water and the garbage disposal. Hey! How am I to know what kind of killer spider they might be? Did you see arachnophobia? Maybe that movie is, like, ten years old, but it left quite and impression and there was no way I was gonna let these little creatures run rampant in my home. EEEWWWWW!!!

 So, just thought I’d share my morning adventure with you because I’m so sick I couldn’t scream or even say EEEWWW the way I wanted to. But I sure can move quickly when motivated.

Freakin Charlette’s Web. You can bet your butt that none of these spiders got named, no matter what words they could spell.

Here’s a couple of pictures of the new “horse” we got a few weeks ago from Hereford. Her name is Bella and she is the sweetest dog we’ve ever owned! Helaman can’t stop bragging about our new Great Dane. You would think we had another kid or something! She just turned 7 months old on Feb. 9th, and look how big she is! The only thing she knows how to do right now is “sit” and “off”, but she will learn more the longer she is with us. I also tried to get a picture of those pesky parakeets up for ya, but that darn “send to editor” button is giving me trouble again. Sheesh. My life is so rough! Hope you enjoy these pics and I’ll post more for you soon!!

Say we have an animal, and that animal is lonely, or someone else’s animal is lonely or NEEDS a home. We get animal #2. Then, hey! If we can take care of two animals, what a couple more? Sheesh, we might as well see if so-and-so wants to get rid of those cats, hamsters, birds, dogs, fish, birds again, dogs again, more birds. I mean, we can give them a good home, right? And how expensive can another dog slash cat slash bird slash fish be? Then comes the part when I get home from working out in the morning and have to spend an hour or more cleaning cages, changing water, chopping vegtables, and giving fresh food to every critter that roams on our small plot of land. Then it’s too much and Helaman starts complaining about never going anywhere because all the animals are “Tying us down” and I’m sick of cleaning up poop!

Then came the critters…but these are the awesome-ist critters I’ve ever owned! First, we got our beauty here…this Great Dane. After having her for 3 days, we have decided that we will probably never own another breed of dog ever again. She is that incredible. Her name is Super-Star, but I really, really, want to call her Bella, cuz she comes when she’s called and I just like the name. She gets along great with our other dogs, and even plays tug-o-war with the little one, Shatzie! It’s quite entertaining to watch a 15 pound dog take on a 58 pound dog.

I don’t have pictures of the other critter yet, but we will, very soon! She (more girls, yipeeee!) is a Timnah African Grey (you can Google it) and such a sweetheart. We got her this weekend when my parents brought her down from their place. She is very funny and talks like crazy! “Uh-oh! What are you doing? What happened? Are you ok? Marsha, Marsha, Marsha! (my Mom’s name) Bill? (my Dad’s name) What? Callie? Are you hungry? Want some?” and tons of others that I am forgetting right now.

So, that the quick run down of the Lamb Fam and how we just keep growing, and growing, and growing, and growing….Wondering what to send us for Christmas this year? How about some dog food!

Well hello again folks and thanks for visiting us here toay, as we deceptively spin yarns a-plenty and tell the truth sometimes.

Today, just for fun, we will be telling mostly the truth. Like the fact that we got another dog. Really. Here she is - her name is Shatzie. It’s a German term for “endearment”. Cute, huh? And she loves the kids and the kids love her, and everybody gets along. Except for the birds. The dog wants to eat them and they are having a hard time adjusting to that. But, all in all, everybody is getting along just fine.

She is a Jack Russell Terrier mix and has lots of energy. She was also at the pound, so she has lots of issues too. Like she must.be.by.my.side.at.all.times. I lovingly refer to her as my “velcro dog” or my “clingon” (but not in public). So when I take her out to go potty, I have to wait on the front porch and she will “do her business” as long as I’m within her field of vision. Sweet, isn’t it…..

So this evening I take the two dogs out and they do their thing and I can totally tell that it’s going to snow. The wind, the dark clouds hanging down, the smell in the air. I can’t wait for it to snow. Fast foward past dinner, bath, pj’s, stories, prayers, songs, bed, and you will see me out on the porch yet again. But this time, there is snow falling and on the ground. AGAIN! SNOW IN SOUTHERN ARIZONA. And this is the truth too! Honest! (picuctures to follow). It’s deep enough for me to go out and run in and leave tracks behind me! Thinking back to both times it’s snowed where I live, I think (just so ya know, you’re entering dangerous waters here) “Gee, I bet I could make a snow angel with snow this deep!”. Yep, it was about 1/4 of an inch thick, so I plop down, flap my arms and legs coupla times and voila! There is a masterpiece! The dogs are done so we run inside and I take off my hat and jacket. There, sticking to the back of my jacket is the “business” that Shatzie had done earlier. What a crappy way to end the day…..