Who could out grow Whinnie the Poo and Tigger!! Wome how I missed those stories in my childhood but was able to get filled in on that sweet hearted goof ball and the bouncy TIgger.
Love the green shammrock background-- really highlights the center.
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Love the green shammrock background-- really highlights the center.
I am 48 and like Winnie the Pooh and Tigger too....hee hee Nice quilt
I'm still laughing . . . .Tara, I have you beat on the inappropriately dressed award.
Back in 2001 we were renting a two story house with a winding, narrow staircase that had three landings - so basically a corkscrew. It was in the heart of the winter and below freezing outside. My husband worked a job over in Mississippi that required him to make an hour+ drive to and from work so he was always up around 4:30am to get ready. Well, one morning he was in the bathroom getting ready to take his shower when he heard the dogs in the backyard start barking like they were going to eat something alive if they could get at it, then heard a loud bang in the front of the house. He runs into the bedroom, grabs his .45 out of the bedside table and runs/slips down those corkscrew stairs and out the front door - BUCK NEKKED.
I'm still trying to get myself awake, figure out what the ruckus is, and get downstairs when I hear him yelling something unintelligible up to me from downstairs. When I finally get down there, he's standing halfway in and halfway out of the front door, holding his pistol, and looking out across the front yard. Poor man was turning blue and was yelling for me to bring him his robe and slippers. Turns out what he and the dogs heard was someone breaking into my car which was parked in the driveway. He had seen the person running away as he opened the front door and had chased them to the end of the driveway - again BUCK NEKKED and barefoot.(I simply can't say that enough.)
My car was a late 90's model Eclipse and they had broken out the little rear triangle window but didn't realize that they still could not reach the door handle (typical genius criminal) so all they managed to steal was the MagLite flashlight I kept in the backseat while leaving behind their cheapie that they used to break the window.
Over the years since, we've had other instances that required a quick dash to the door in the middle of the night but he has never again left the bedroom without at least his underwear on.
With horses I need to be practical and quick out the door. Shoes always at hand too. So no fun stories to relate. Yes, BUCK NEKKED is very funny but at the time of the emergency rather , um, , potentially disasterous!! ( I'm still laughing!)
Thanks Bunnylady! I did not know they did, We don't go to the movies. There are not any theaters around here. But that's nice! I still love Winnie and Tigger!
Thanks pickitfarm!
Thanks Arielle! I read and watched all the Winnie the Poo shows with my kids and fell in love! I could never get tired of him.
Now what do I do with the Bama fabric for him.... hummm
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That's a great idea Wisher but I am not that great at sewing. I never took sewing in school. Just self taught. lol I may make him some bibs or something... lol
66 and I still love Winnie the Pooh and friends
I love the pics and the stories.Well we cannot get too mad when the creatures sound the alarm, whatever the time of night or day. I won't say my chooks cried WOLF...hee hee...but this time I never fully knew, but hey, the one time you decide they ARE crying wolf, there will be a WOLF!
I have Jacobs.
Even though I went to volunteer at a biosecure sheep farm (had none myself, so was clean!) and learned how to actually pull lambs AND got to assist during a vet doing a C-section, I still slept in the barn with the girls their first lambing. Can't say I actually SLEPT though and the first one, dear Haley, she had triplets. I tried so hard NOT to intervene but after an hour of her pushing and nothing, I lubed up and went in to a tangle of legs. Knew enough to find hocks and then the knees with the corresponding chest and pulled out two ewes and a ram lamb. Them lambs are mean though...real mean. Each of the triplets found it great fun to stand on Haley's belly...that's a dozen pointy baby hooves on her distended belly. She never seemed to mind...I am hoping she was zoned out with birthing hormones. She was such a great grand mum...pic above, that is one of her daughters, five horn Lilac factor Nascor on the left.
I find my Jacobs sitting in their barn in their family groups along with friends. This summer, when Haley got so tired she could not keep up with the rest of the bouncy flock (Jacobs are a primitive breed, so really athletic, and smart, brains are 8% heavier than commercial breeds) I would note that her closest of friends would come back, Looker would wait for her, give her a shoulder to lean upon. Animals...sometimes they make so much more sense that we do...puts us humans and how we can act badly to utter shame.
Haley passed on this summer...born in 1998. Was my smiley sweety Lilac sheep and ever so patient teaching me to be a good shepherdess. Whomever had her before ear tagged her and somehow it got torn out...nasty 'cause it shredded her ear. She was (we believe) descended from the original Winnipeg zoo imports. I managed to maintain her well enough she kept all her teeth--never any blocks, only had loose salt/mineral and good pastures to graze.
Her last week, she was not in any pain but slowed right down. I picked her her favourite, dandelion greens and sprouted oats. She knew and I knew and well, that is just what us 'oldtimers" can't escape...the grim reaper. I miss her terribly but I see her in her kids. Her patience and her gentle approach to life.
Glad you found it enjoyable. Giggles, laughter and happiness--all good meds, eh?
Now that IS some nightmare...a funeral home AND KFC? Boy getting married...yeh, we all have to get our heads wrapped around our babes growing up and getting lives of their own...I agree tho, sixteen and married...eek! Really?
My son's wedding was super important, so I harvested my first turkey (heritage of course) and marinaded it...they wanted a small wedding and we had it on the man porch. They both wanted it in October and Rick put in a wood stove in the porch, for obvious reasons! Agh...can be cold that time of year.
She is from Maine, so we did the Canuck and Yank joint decorations...along with doves and hearts.
Pretty spiffy if I dunna say so myself!
I don't have any doves or even pigeons for that matter, so I substituted a pair of white Calls. Other than them gossiping before the wedding was even over, they did purdy good. I loved the red, white and blue theme...both our flags colours!
Did the family fruit cake (yeh, we are all real fruit cakes up here in the Great White North...not nuts, fruity!) covered in white icing with a pair of doves figurine...no idea where I stowed pics of that...was back in 2009, so some place I guess. It is on the table but too hard to see it...no matter. Cake is cake...get sweet revenge, serve fruit cake I say!
Hee hee hee...only thing missing is the fireman's pole...
"Whee hee hee...SPLAT!"
Hmm...maybe we don't need to be outside THAT quickly!
The best late night/early morning inappropriately dressed award (like such a thing exists!) goes to my Hub. About ten years back, he heard a noise, so out he goes...cowboy boots and housecoat over his B-suit...hmmm, what a HUNK! I hear him go out, so I get up and what do I find out in the bird yard, but him and a leaf rake, trying to gingerly escort a lost baby porcupine out of the yard and back to the forest.
Poor thing was making the most sad crying noises...had made a zig when it shoulda zagged and wanted out so BAD but there are only two ways in, the one entrance to the East and the hole we left under the fence into the "human yard" where the pond and waterfall are (sometimes the ducks breach the hole and end up in his fish pond, then I am the one in trouble..."GET THOSE ROTTEN, OILED UP GOO DUCKS OUTTA MY POND!").
BTW, Rick liked the hole under the fence so much, he had me make up a sign (pond photo, top far right and below with lounging yard birds) so the yard birds that crossed over knew the way back home...could be KFC related too...or not...
The rest of the bird yard is all hardware clothed! That porky was going no place fast and I didn't think Rick still had moves like that...so he can still do the two step...AH HA!
So I laughed. I was no help at all...all I could see was him in that stupid light housecoat, full of prickles...prickles everywhere...even yer pink parts! NOT GOOD! Not good at all....
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
My great-grandmother was born in St. John's, N.B. Canada. I have been able to read some of their old stories! I just love them!
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