Hark! Who sits upon my shorts?

Soo.... I think it's animal week at the Miller household. First that Cooper's Hawk flew into the yard, and then, today, I was changing my clothing, and when I reached onto the chair for my shorts, who was sitting on top of my shorts, looking like King-O-the-Hill?

King 'O the Hill

Have not clue one how that little bugger not only got into the house, but into my bedroom!  I mean, sheesh! Is there no such thing as privacy anymore?

Made a grab for the bugger, but I guess my lizard nabbing skills are rusty, and it made a nose dive into the laundry hamper down below.

Pretty, long-tailed, Alligator Lizard

Now the hamper is in the big room, waiting for me to slowly empty out my skivies, then take Mr. or Ms. Alligator Lizard out back for some freedom. How did it get in? No laundry out there I dragged in... no cat to drag in the odd critter. No clue. Window? They're all screened. Open door? Doesn't happen - most the time... and if it did come in the porch door, that means it had to crawl all the way through the living room, down the hall and then UP on top of my chair, my shorts! 

The Lizard is often seen laying peacefully in the shadows of rocks or seen skittering around in dark holes, between light and darkness and is thus referred to as the 'dream walker' or one who lives in the dream world. Dreams are important to the human psychic and depict subtle messages from deep within the mind. Lizard medicine reveals these hidden messages during the dream state. Proper interpretation of these dreams often requires the assistance of one trained in the ways of the lizard medicine. 

A powerful totem to have, lizard reveals your weaknesses, your strengths and prompts the energy of change.

The lizard is very sensitive to ground vibrations, they have keen eyesight and superior hearing. Those who feel the spirit of the lizard can learn ways to use their enhanced sensory perceptions to connect with their deeper psychic and spiritual awareness.

One power of the lizard is its ability to escape from danger by leaving its tail behind and growing another. When lizard slithers into your life, it may mean a need to move quickly to avoid danger and be prepared to leave something behind.

Hum... energies of change... dreams... issues I haven't been able to face in my concious lives - must admit. Have been having the most incredible & vivid anxiety dreams of late. Thanks Lizard! Will take that under advicement.

Hello! Who's there?

So, this morning I was being lazy, lolling on the couch, and I heard one of the hens give a loud, indignant squawk. Looked up, and guess who came calling?

Look who flew in for a visit with my chickens

 I think this Cooper's Hawk was flabbergasted by the size of the 'sparrows' walking around in my yard. And they all wore little funny looking red hat thingamabobs too. I call little red chicken head gear, 'combs'. 

Dang... those are the BIGGEST, funniest looking sparrow's I've ever seen.

Hum... maybe I won't mess with these. Too much mayhem potential.

Now I see Cooper's Hawks fly by regularly, but only once 3 times I have had them land close to my yard, in neighbor's trees. This is the first time I've seen one right smack dab in my yard, and eyeing my pets no less!  Happily, the hens are large enough to put off even a young inexperienced Cooper's or Sharp-shinned Hawk. Now, if a Red-tail or Red-shouldered Hawk had a mind to catch a chicken breakfast, well I think then I'd be short to the tune of one little hen. 

This Coopers sat still long enough for me to grab my good camera, and shoot this through the living room window. Then, while I was still gawking like a kiddie at the circus, it took off, no doubt for an easier meal elsewhere.

The Little Mermaid

Hurrah! Will get to do some ushering this season at the Music Circus. Last night I saw The Little Mermaid, I think, the 3 Disney Animated feature taken from the ink pots & cinema to the stage, after The Lion King, and Beauty & the Beast. Now, who doesn't love a Disney musical? Sure as heck the b'jillion little girls,  that trooped into the Music Circus last night all happily dressed in their princess & mermaid finery, certainly love musicals. Aww... the next widdle generation of theater goers.

Here, enjoy a little time under the sea for yourself.


Now, all of the above said - tonight was, for me, rather horrifying in moments. No, not the musical, that was great. But let me back up a bit here, to April. In April something expected, OK, not expected happened. You see, my vision has been crystal clear, sharp as tack since I had lasik surgery some 8 years ago. The wonder was, both my near and far vision were crystaline. That's unusual as normally one is given a choice by the surgerons, your vision can be corrected for near or far vision, you can't have both. But, I was the exception. Post surgery I could read the back of a jam jar right up against my nose, almost no distance between me and my reading matter too close. Lucky, lucky me.

Then, in April, something happened - out of the blue, my near vision went wonky. Disappeared. Fuzzed up. Quite a shock. Thought it was temporary, then thought I must have eye cancer or something. Finally I realized that %#&#% Father Time caught up with my corneas and well... now I need reading glasses.

That brings me back to last night's fiasco. Never occured to me to bring reading glasses with me to the theater - oh... glasses will be around my neck from now on, at every engagement. What happend Claire, freakn' Spit. It. Out! 

Ok, ok, hold onto your ticket stub, I'm getting to it... I put a couple ladies in the wrong seat. They should have been in Row O, seats 19 & 20. I put them in Row Q. ARRRRRRGGGGGHHHH! When a family of 6 showed up for their row Q, there, mid row, sat the mis-seated ladies. By then, the theater rows were pretty full up, so it was quite an unexpected production number getting the ladies out of the wrong seats and into their proper seats.

But Claire? Why the fuss? So what! They just got up, and moved down a few rows. Why the anguish on your part. Uh... well, let me explain that... you see... the lady's seeing-eye dog had fallen asleep and getting him and his blind mistress and companion back out the row and into their correct seats... well like I said - it was a production number.  Nope. Will be carrying my granny reading glasses with me in future to every performance.