MORE BABIES

Gosh I just went to the grocery and all seemed well.

I had forgotten to get fixings for a quiche to go with the Home Made Leek Soup

and the roast for this evening!

When I got home Poppa Call Duck was acting concerned for his mate…

Needed to get George, the Wonder dog back inside first…

I came back out and saw Momma feverishly looking for her wee ones…

I could hear the peeping for her.

Upon closer inspection her babies were still in the raised bed, she had just gone

out to tell her mate about the kids. They really thought Mom talked WAY TOO

LONG, I am guessing. Once Mom got back into the bed and the nest, they scurried

over to get under wing [not underfoot, hee hee] she has several eggs un -hatched

and will take a few days to hatch any remaining eggs before she takes the family

out for their first walk.

This is why this raised flower bed is not cleaned out…

had to make room for Mom ;)

This time English Call ducks birthed Just TODAY

Whooooooooooooooo Hoooooooooooooooooooo Click here for more Information about these really neat DUCKS! Soon I will get back to Egypt and my One Mile Camel Ride…but this is too precious not to share!

A PLUS DAY ~ The New SKY WATCH

Umm TSI A new Acronym ~

WHOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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How great THANKS to The Sky Watch Team

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Tom Sandy Imac AKA TSI

CHECK IT OUT

My picture for today seems apropos, New Site for Sky Watch, The new Dogs are doing well Jazzy and I will be attending obedience school so she can learn to be 4 years old.

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Remember she is 4 years old and has had 4 litters. Now that she is FIXED she can learn to be a dog that now can be more than a brood machine. The road is and has not been easy…but progress is being made!

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The pups that survived PARVO are doing wonderfully SO ALL IN ALL A PLUS DAY and TIME

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Have a great weekend and after we get back from White Water Rafting I hope to share some FAB pictures.

From its rough-and-ready origins scarcely 30 years ago, whitewater rafting in West Virginia has become the modern-day centerpiece of complete vacations that can encompass a world of activities, both on the river and off. The key ingredient, of course, is still the tremendous whitewater that courses through the state's spectacular mountain scenery. West Virginia offers one of the broadest array of river experiences available anywhere in the world, from mild to wild with everything in between. But for many of today's visitors, that's just the beginning.

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West Virginia Whitewater RaftingTrips and Outdoor Adventures

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Have a SUPER Weekend see you all next Week!

Snazzy Jazzy

Before and AFTER

The before begins here How Do I Begin May7th?

HEY GEORGE WAKE UP! You have got to see THIS! YAWN, OK ok be right there! WOW She looks FAB! "SIGH!" Jazzy said. "Thanks! I feel like a KID again!" WOW fellow flowers did you see what PRANCED by?

"WOW, " George said, "I am going to show her off!"

See she looks so Beautiful!

"OH goodness," said the KOI, "she is STUNNING."

"Heyya Jazz, this way I want to show you around some more", said George

"See Jazz the tree bloomed, just for you, my dear", murmured George ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ All it takes sometimes is just a day for you, a facial, massage, and pedicure and of course a new Coif!

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Just seems to make you walk with a bouncier step, as people turn and look at you!

There are the Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh’s and Oh’ssssssssssssssssss as you begin to sport your NEW SNAZZY LOOK!

Our Dog Family

Number one dog in residence is our now 13-year-old GEORGE!

Tuesday that all changed.

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TWO puppies we now have Liver and White female is now named: Mountaineer Lily Black and White male is now named: Mountaineer House.

Pet Rescue Jazzy the Mom of the TWO puppies Jazzy will be spayed once she has regained her weight and strength.

George was trimmed before we brought him home 11 years ago… The story begins with the Post on Wednesday May 14 HAPPY FRIDAY!

How do I begin?

I am encouraging you all to think of some possible names for the Male Black and white and his sister, the Liver and white Springer Spaniel puppies. It always helps to have lots of input…

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Meet the Mom, we call her Jazzy, because once she gets better and puts on weight

she will look and feel JAZZY!

Now on with my story…and why I have not visited many of you recently…aside

from gardening our baby and latest pet rescue need our attention.

Well, it started with one of my husbands’ secretaries.

A simple side comment as to what breed of dog we have.

English Springer Spaniels was the answer. Ummmmmmmmm she said, a neighbor of ours has a Mother and 9 puppies, all AKC. Ears Perked up I will take some pictures and e-mail them to you. OK

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This is where I got Snookered into this! I was forwarded the pictures… I thought little of this, as I really did not want another dog.

George is 13 and his age is beginning to show…a puppy seemed to be something I felt he would not handle easily.

He had always been quite Over protective of me…to the extent he will not allow males of the human kind close to me… Poor dear George, a pet rescue that we saved about 10 years ago.

From what our Veterinarian said a male must have abused the dog… George’s reaction to men was such that he has been on a calming medication shortly after we got him. Of course being in a loving and caring home has eased his trepidations for the most part.

Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo you can easily understand why I felt a new puppy would make George feel useless.

Sometime maybe two weeks ago my Husband had an innocent conversation with a woman that has raised AKC dogs for years. Her comment to him, after he told her how I felt about a new puppy was… ~ It would be the perfect thing for George because George knows he is the Main dog and would teach his new little buddy just how things needed to be here at our home. To give my Husband credit he did not tell me about this conversation UNTIL yesterday!

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This saga gets deeper.

When The Mother dog had been bought she was already pregnant. The people that HAD previously owned her had OVER BRED her, possibly according to the people we got her from at least four times… Mom delivered 9 puppies and shortly after her milk came in developed mastitis. The people tended to the medications for the Mom and had to wean the puppies earlier than normal. We arrived late yesterday afternoon…already aware we would probably take the Mom. The breeders did not want to keep her because she had previously been over bred and this last pregnancy pretty much took a tool on the Mom. I sat there on the grass and looked into the face of Jazz…her backbones were visible…I cried… She did not much care for us at first, who would after being owned by two families in 4 years and now a recuperating Mom with 9 babies that could not nurse.

But the saga goes on; my husband and youngest son saw two of her puppies… YUP you got it, we came home with MOM and two babies…

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The Mothers names was Jessie, which we are changing to Jazzy…because that seems to fit what she will become as we fatten her up… Names for the little male and female have not been picked yet. The male is a black and white and his sister is liver and white…I have rather sad pictures at this point… But feel sure I will be getting some good ones shortly. OH and George, Well he is the perfect gentleman and gracious host to Jazzy and the kids…guess my Husbands AKC friend was right…

Sooooooooooooooooooooooo Cute...

Updates soon...Mom goes to the Vet tonight!

The Blushing Woods Beckon…

The DREEN

~~Trickle trickle little stream ~~

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~~You are ever so clean~~

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This Old House of some 120 years has names that the first owners used for some things. We have chosen to keep those names for the integrity of the original owners and their history. Dreen had to be an archaic word for drain…the water source for this “DREEN” comes from the hillside across the “HARD” road…! The HARD road was built @ 1920 and now goes in back of our home…the REAL road, back in the horse and buggy days went in front of the house… Bearing that in mind, we actually use the BACK of the house as the Front…although, much to the chagrin of our children, we refer to the Front of the house as the actually front…because it has porches…the back has a deck.

Just beyond our cat Castor you can see the Creek

Roll me Over in the Clover

According to an off-handed note in Hugill, this song is a soldiers' song, popular

during World War II.

The rhyming, melody and rhythm probably have stayed the same over the years,

but it seems like it's too tempting to change a verse or two in this song for all the

words to have stayed true.

We've tried it once or

And found it rather nice

Chorus:

Roll me over lay me down and do it again

Roll me over in the clover, roll me over lay me down and do it again

Oh this is number one

And the fun has just begun

[Gill Over the Ground- Glechoma hedercea ]

Oh this is number two,

Down in front he's comin through

Oh this is number three And his hand is on me knee Oh this is number four And he's been there twice before Oh this is number five I'm surprised I'm still alive

[BLOODROOT--Sanguinaria Canadensis]

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Oh this is number six, And he's got me doin tricks [Carolina Spring Beauty

Claytonia caroliniana]

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Well this is number seven, And he took me straight to heaven Oh this is number eight, He bent me o'er the garden gate

Chionodoxa luciliae (also known as Glory of the snow) is a small (3-6") flower which grows from a hardy bulb and produces one of the earliest flowers of spring. Originally from Turkey, it is hardy in hardiness zones 3-8, sun or part shade. Chiodoxa seeds itself and will spread in beds that will later have other interest, like rose beds and so on.

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Oh this is number nine, And the baby's doin fine Oh this is number ten, And when he's through we'll do it again Oh this is number eleven and it's just like number seven

“We are not amused”