These boots are made for walking...

Darla stepped on a piece of glass this week during a walk with the dog walker and required an emergency vet visit that night. Paw injuries are the worst injury for a dog because it's impossible to keep a dog off its feet to let the pad heal properly. These boots and socks are the resulting purchase to try to help her foot heal and make sure that this doesn't happen again. Poor thing!

Turkey Coma

Ah... tryptophan at its finest.

Jaws

My dog Shadow (yes, like the one from Homeward Bound... I was 12!) is 13 years old and sleeps for 23 hours a day but he still jumps for one thing: meat. Notice the little one on the bottom left (my sister's dog) who realizes he is only slightly larger than the turkey leg that is about to be consumed.

Just wanted to say hello.

A Scottish Highland Coo.
No, that's not a typo. It's the accent.

This calf wandered over to the fence and, after a moment of blowing warm air on my hand through his coo nostrils, decided it was okay to get the bridge of his nose scratched. As cows go, these are very docile--and very cute. It is sad to know that they are beef coos.
But somehow that does not deter my appetite.

Photo taken: near Stowe, VT, 11/23/2009

Dead Butterfly

This butterfly has been taunting me for months now. It somehow died right outside my room but on the window sill directly in my sight line but across the two story opening to the living room below. It mocks me with its grizzly beauty and silent judging of my life. I could use one of those extendo poles we have for dusting but I always feel like a goober using one of those. (It really is a butterfly and not a moth, the camera phone not too hot on the details from 8 feet away)