Friday Blaque List 29

What I’m…

DOING

Perching high up in a tree in the woods, dry leaves swirling around me like confetti. The branches form an uncomfortable V around my butt, but this particular perch gives an incredible panoramic view of the forest.

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Photo: Sylver Blaque

I love writing & watching wildlife from up here – for as long as my butt can take it!

No wildlife-watching today, however. Have the goobies with me. :)

Mally‘s  jumping around & up in the air, trying to catch swirling leaves. But MegaDeath is yowling back at the wind, as if to say, “Yes, Mother Nature, I hear you. Now hear THIS!”

Nope, no wildlife-watching with the goobies around! :roll:

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Photo: Sylver Blaque / Mally & MegaDeath

Have 2 other foster-goobies this week: Apache & Soldier. They’re twins (well, 2 of sextups, actually), the only survivors of a murderous ex-owner who killed their siblings, one by one.

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Friday Blaque List 20

What I’m….

DOING

Laying out on the grass with two of my babies.

Oaky, 1 baby (Mally) & 1 monster-baby (yes, that would be MegaDeath).

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Photo: Sylver Blaque / My babies Mally & MegaDeath

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WHY

Have a ton of studying to do, and thought it would be less chore-like doing it surrounded by nature and doggies.

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Photo: Sylver Blaque / Groundhog hiding from MegaD

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THE REALITY

Fat chance.

Can’t concentrate on the intricacies of US/Middle East political policies while trying to keep my dog from devouring scampering squirrels and hopping bunnies!

What the hell was I thinking coming out here with a laptop & a MegaDeath??

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Man’s Best Friend

In a dark cave in the south of France, there lies a new answer to a question we humans have wondered since man first began having dogs as pets.

Exactly when did wild, scavenging wolves become the frolicking pets we know and love today?

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The Wall Street Journal‘s Mark Derr explores this question with controversial new evidence of a socialized “dogwolf” dating back from 33,000 years ago who “kept company with” homo sapiens.

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My Sweet Pea

my-sweet-peaHe’s absolute perfection.

Every time I look at him I wonder how anything could be so flawless.

Everything about him is wondrous. Especially his eyes – round puddles of molten chocolate that glisten as he expectantly watches my every move.

 

His hair is long, mink-soft and chameleon colored – shades of onyx, brown, auburn and blonde. A platinum mane glows around his ears, extending all the way down the front of his chest.

His tail is onyx and brown on the up-side but, when lifted, cascades into a flaxen weeping willow tipped in black. I watch for him to lift his tail the way other people watch for a peacock to spread its feathers.

My favorite part of this perfect li’l piece of life is his tiny square nose. It’s inky, ever-shiny, constantly in motion.

He sniffs everything.

I don’t think that sweet li’l nose ever sleeps.

When we’re riding in the car, he sticks his head out the window and I swear, if that busy nose had feet it would take off like the Road Runner – Piiiiiew! Beep! Beep!

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What’s your ‘Sweet Pea’ like?

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Sylver Lining Sunday 

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Photo of my Sweet Pea by: Sylver Blaque