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.
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! 🙄
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.
It’s in my hair, on my shoulders, splattered across the back of my neck, and God knows where else.
We’re rescuing a colony of bats that got trapped in someone’s attic, and pooping is an animal’s fight or flight response to being captured.
But guess what?
It’s part of our fight or flight response, as well.
It’s why sometimes people get so scared they pee on themselves. Like my coworker just did because he’s never seen so many bats in person. I won’t talk about how hilarious it was to see his reaction when they all started flying around, grazing his head.
That, not until extraterrestrials land, perform a plethora of humanly & scientifically impossible acts before our very eyes in broad daylight in every city on Earth simultaneously during rush hour wearing nothing but g-strings & nipple rings thru pierced purple nipples that shoot bluelight rays that liquify solid objects on contact then recomposes them slowly atom by atom, will we ever believe in aliens.
Kind of freaking out, but trying instead to recapture an amazing feeling I had during an alarming dream.
A few nights ago I had a 2012 dream. I know, I know. It’s just a dream. Except it isn’t. My dreams often happen. Family thing. Inherited from ‘seer’ maternal grandmothers as far back as our family can remember.
But, here’s the thing about this particular dream: 4 family members and a ‘seer’ friend in Norway had nearly the same dream on the exact same night. My Norwegian friend actually called the day after I had the dream to tell me about her nearly identical dream. She also said a friend of hers in Kenya called on Tues. to tell of nearly the same dream members of her family had the night before.
AND I’ve received calls this week from overseas friends in Ireland, the Azores, and 2 different friends in India who don’t know each other about the same dreams they’ve had beginning on Sunday night. Continue reading →