The snow has changed to rain and the ice is piling up on the trees so I’m going to try to get this off before I lose power. (How’s that for an optimistic view of my power company!?) Apparently Mars is not retrograde enough that it enhances alien communication because there have been some strange things going on around here the past 24 hours. The yellow alien remained downstairs and did not move overnight, but yesterday Fric carried a catnip mouse downstairs the same way she carried the alien. This, too, she treated as something other than a toy.
Read more →I have no idea what a retrograding Mars looks like apparently that’s what Mars is doing now, which might explain why the yellow alien is on the move again. When I went to bed last night, it was still on the floor downstairs. When I woke up this morning it was on the rug at the foot of my bed. Fric had to go out twice last night and she could have grabbed it after she came in and I never would have noticed because I don’t turn on any lights. Given that I was half asleep both times
Read more →Sometimes I think the animals in my life wait for me to make assumptions or come to conclusions just so they can refute them. No doubt part of their strategy to keep me humble. Saturday I was in the bedroom for some reason, Fric followed me in, jumped on the bed, grabbed the yellow alien and moved it back into the office again. This occurred after we had company, including one of the pups from her first litter. She dropped the alien near the top of the stairs where it remained until late afternoon. Shortly after she brought it
Read more →Someone once defined a specialist as a person who knows more and more about less and less. I think I can legitimately call myself an alien specialist because the only alien who is moving is the yellow one and it’s not moving very much. I think Frica moved it a few inches on the bed so it was next to her when she slept, but after hauling wood and shoveling ice and snow for a good chunk of the day, I can honestly say I don’t remember much after my head hit the pillow. This morning I moved the
Read more →I found the furry ring in the toy box so I assume Fric took it downstairs at some point and I just picked it up along with all the other toys and didn’t even notice. Had a “Be still my heart” moment this morning when I looked into the pen first thing and all four of the pups rushed (OK, waddled at quadrupedal rather than larval speed) to the edge of the box to greet me. Tomorrow I plan to dismantle the pen and put up the playpen so they’ll have more room to stagger around.
Read more →Perhaps after the cat scored such a decisive victory in the on-going Who’s the Smartest: Bi- or Quadrupeds? games, things have been very quiet on the animal front. Or rather everyone seems to be acting pretty normal for once. The yellow alien is still on my bed and the two purple ones are still in their respective places on the floor. Just as I wrote this, I realized that the furry ring is gone, but I’ve been so alien-focused I can’t say when it disappeared or where it went. With each passing day, Fric is becoming more playful, both
Read more →Yesterday I heard some noise in the back of the downstairs closet and immediately thought Frica was in there. Because she was usually done doing whatever it was she was doing before I got there, this time I decided to sneak up quietly so I would not disturb her. (Why I thought this would work I have no idea, but it seemed like something Jane Goodall would do.) I crept slowly up to the door with my eyes focused on the far corner of the floor where the nest of under-the-rug thingys is. Call me anthropomorphic, but you will
Read more →As northern New England continues what appears to be a move in the northern rainforest direction, we’ve had several snows that ended with sleet and freezing rain. The result is a hard crust on the snow capable of supporting all of the dogs, but not me. In the past, this hasn’t been an issue because the bulk of the plowed snow from the driveway and parking area forms a natural barrier in the front of the house, keeping the dogs away from the yard and slope beyond. Until yesterday. We’re currently having warm spell (in addition to the usual
Read more →a.k.a. It’s not over yet. Last night when I was doing the nightly pillow-moving routine before going to bed, Frica came in and did a little digging at the part of Watson’s bed under my bed. Then she noticed the yellow alien that was now on the floor next to purple one close to Watson’s bed. By then I had the two pillows on the bench at the end of my bed. She picked up the yellow alien and jumped onto the bench with it, stomped a few circles on the pillows to make a nest for herself, and
Read more →Today Frica has shown minimal interest in the yellow alien with the most being to rush into the bedroom when I stepped it and it let out a loud squeak. It was outside Watson’s bed on the floor and I didn’t see it when I was making my bed. Scared me half to death! Once she saw what it was, she turned around and left and has shown no desire to get in the room since. So, something has changed, but what? Were I a better scientist, I would have attempted to control the environment to narrow the possibilities,
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