Ribh's D'Coopage

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Ribh said:
I like chapter by chapter if that works for you. It keeps everything alive for me & changes my perspective as I go. I will see if my library has a copy so I can start earlier with you & change to my own copy when it arrives. It's also what I'm used to from Uni... :lau
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Would you like to join this insanity, @BY Bob? It's probably not your thing but I'd hate to exclude anyone interested & I'm sure MJ wouldn't mind.
 
Ribh said:
I like chapter by chapter if that works for you. It keeps everything alive for me & changes my perspective as I go. I will see if my library has a copy so I can start earlier with you & change to my own copy when it arrives. It's also what I'm used to from Uni... :lau
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Sounds good! I like this approach because we can pay greater respect to her structure (assuming there is one 🤔 ) :lau
 
Ribh said:
Next issue...Both lots of neighbours have been very adamant about roosters ~ as in please don't get one. I'm not allowed by council anyway so it's not really an issue but this morning as I was staring foggily through my living room window trying to decide if any of the girls were up yet I heard the most unearthly scream. When it was repeated I realised I have yet another crowing hen only this one isn't doing the beginning of the crow, like all my other hens have, she's doing the end bit & it's both shrill & piercing! 🙄 Yep, it's a Campine. Aoife to be exact. Thankfully she stopped pretty fast but what an extraordinary noise!!!
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Who needs a rooster...lol...as I said your girls are characters! Hopefully the neighbors didn't notice! :)
 
MaryJanet said:
It's Caturday!!

Here's Blossom's photo

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Actually I have a photostory to share and I'm sharing it in reverse.

It's the story of the time I outsmarted a rat that was almost as big as I was (if my size were measured in terms of my bravery in the face of a large mouse/small rat/possibly a marsupial I was unable to recognise in my heightened emotional state).

Subtitle: Thursday Evening.

You've already seen how things ended up, Blossom blissfully napping on the bed and dimly wondering why I was so late turning in.

Ten minutes prior, I had put a chair outside, got myself a long stick, kneeled upon the chair, and used the stick to release John the Slightly Disabled Rat (little rat or big mouse or possibly a marsupial) from under the big sieve. Here is a photo of his dash into the night. Taken while kneeling on the chair.

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Prior to this John had spent several long moments contemplating his options and releasing a poop.

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"Why is John the Slightly Disabled Rat (Or Mouse or Marsupial) on that delightfully kitsch placemat with giant land chickens on it?", I imagine you pondering.

I had decided to slip the placemat under the sieve to entrap John and safely carry him outside.

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Bless him, he really tried to work with me on the whole relocation project! He was a star teammate!

It was good to know I could rely on John because prior to my placemat scheme, I had been inching the sieve along the hall, little by little, come on John, a little further. It was taking a long time, but throughout it all, he did the best he could but eventually he hadn't the geart for movement and that's when I knew I had to find a way carry him to the finish line.

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I like that photo because it shows how huuuuuge (tiny) he was.

And all of this happened because I was enjoying a doco on Virginia Woolf and hadn't noticed it was dark oursideand had left the backdoor open.

When I heard it...

Miaoooow

Miaooooooooow

Chomp

Squuuuueeeeeeeaaaaaaaakkkkkkk please don't crunch me up Blossom!!!!!!

I leapt up and freaked out. A heavy mixing bowl was dropped over the injured party. Blossom was banished to the bedroom. Flares were sent up in the form of a flurry of text messages. Plans were made. Bowl was swapped for sieve. John's injuries were assessed. The possibility of adopting a slightly disabled rat/mouse/marsupial gave rise to his name, John, and was dismissed.

The drama unfolded.

John was released and in my imagination I was singing Born free as free as the wind blows...

And the cat slept on.

Unperturbed.

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Oh my...what to say to this, but live on John and stay peaceful Blossom! :gig
 

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