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All present and accounted for

tinykittens

So for everyone who’s been watching Corsica’s litter grow up, they done growed up and have been promised to new homes. For those of you on FaceBook, the update is here. For the sensible people who eschew social media (eschew, I say!), the score is:

Corsica & Faberge (that’s the tortie mama and the big black kitten – honestly, he was half again bigger than the others) go together to one home. Hatch & Florentine go together to another. Hatch is the ginger who had to wear a sock for a sweater because he had a wound he kept picking at, and Flo is one of the tabbies. I think the only girl in the bunch. Scrammy & MooShu are adopted together, too. That’s another ginger + tabby, though which is which I can never remember.

My experience is, cats are happier when they live with a sibling, but a lot less human oriented. I’m selfish enough to miss that last bit.

If you follow that FB link, they all have pages you can follow. Kitties pack their bags tomorrow (they’ve teased some kind of special performance) and move out on Saturday. Watch here.

June 22, 2017 — 10:14 pm
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Happy Solstice!

Sorry guise! Got jammed up sitting in the garden watching the stars and drinking Aussi wine. Talk tomorrow. Love you. *mwah*

June 21, 2017 — 11:39 pm
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hypnotic

wood

Brett Foxwell is a professional stop-motion animator and, if I can be the judge, a loonie. He’s done this fantastic frame-by-frame animation of him…sanding wood, I guess is what. The result looks like breathing creatures or microscopy or aerial photography of a seasonal river delta. Watch it. Wear headphones. It’s something else.

This was not a simple idea. He would have to take a precise amount off each time to make such a smooth animation. Even harder than that, though, he’d have to move either the camera or the wood closer by exactly the amount he’d shaved off, or likewise the animation wouldn’t be smooth. Hence loonie.

If synchronized sanding ain’t your thing, we’ve been enjoying watching this litter of Canadian kittens grow up in real time. They’re all ready to be adopted out, so don’t get attached, but I’m quite sure they’ll follow another litter after this. It’s what they do.

June 20, 2017 — 10:30 pm
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That’s illegal, surely

weaselbaiting

Weasel baiting. Okay, it’s only part of a weasel, but still.

Terrier races from a local village fete this Saturday. Third from the left — the long-leggedy one — won three out of three while we watched. I think they ought to have instituted a size class.

This fete is currently our favorite. Good beer, superior ice cream from a local dairy, some interesting stalls.

Uncle B bought me a coat that I may or may not have the courage to show you (or, for that matter, wear in public). I wouldn’t think of modeling it today, though — it’s what passes for super hot here (mid-80s, at a guess).

If they call it a fun dog show, why was everybody so serious about it?

June 19, 2017 — 7:50 pm
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Perfidious delphiniums

godinton

June 23rd to July 2nd is Delphinium Week at Godinton House! The sharp-eyed among you (I realize that’s not many) will note that it is, in fact, only the 16th of June, but nobody bought the delphiniums a calendar. They are early. They are likely to be all done by the time Delphinium Week proper gets here.

Also, those are not delphiniums in the picture. They’re tulips.

Never mind. We were tipped off and went today. We’ve been to the gardens many times, but this is the first time we’ve toured the house. It’s another one of these great old country houses that accreted centuries of new build around a Medieval great hall center. The carving throughout the house was spectacular!

Sadly, no photography anywhere inside the building, so I can’t share. I bought the guidebook, but it was a little light on reproductions of the paintings – my main interest.

All that and a proper cream tea in the tea room.

Good weekend, y’all!

p.s. I didn’t owe you a Dead Pool, did I? Nobody had Adam West this time, I know.

June 16, 2017 — 9:10 pm
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One angry rat

rattus

Rattus and I have been playing a game all evening. He finds an opening, I steal a brick from the path and plug it up. It won’t be long before I have bricks all the way around the run.

No, seriously. That’s what I think I’m going to have to do — put a course of brick all around. Unfortunately, I’ve run out of scavanged bricks. Probably have to buy some.

That is one angry, puzzled rodent…hee hee.

I think we’re going to have to shoot him. To answer the question from the thread below, yes we can get a proper .22, but the restrictions involved are way too onerous. Believe it or don’t. For now, we still have some pretty potent air rifles, though.

If we can figure out how to light him up.

June 15, 2017 — 10:42 pm
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Consarnit!

morehedge

Pictured: the adorable hedgehog who has put on a little show for the surveillance cameras all evening.

Not pictured: the giant rat who has been eating my chicken feed all night. The sonofabitch is a LOT faster than I am and managed to scoot before I could catch him every single time. I’ve got him now, though — I found his tunnel. He’d cleverly dug it behind the ramp to the henhouse so I never spotted it before.

Let’s see if you can dig through a brick, rattus!

June 14, 2017 — 10:44 pm
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Chikken!

chickensoap

This young feller, Daniele Barresi, is making a name for himself doing quick food sculptures. Though this particular one is a soap sculpture. BUT IT’S A CHICKEN. A friend of mine in art school used to do soap carving, so I have a warm spot. More soap.

Here’s some of the better food ones, on Bored Panda. Yes, despite the name “Daniele” it’s a he. And he bites his fingernails.

Unrelated note: I have just put into the oven the greatest meatloaf ever made — I suspect — and no-one will ever know. But me. AHAHAHAHA!

June 13, 2017 — 10:35 pm
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I want this!

moom

But I can’t have it. It’s from one of those American clearance places. You probably can, though. My Facebook has a hard time targeting advertising to me (heh heh).

Did I ever tell you about my moon dream? I was very little, but I still remember. I looked up, and the moon was in my livingroom, looking (as it does) about the size of a half dollar. I reached up and plucked it out of the air and immediately realized that was a Very Bad Thing to have done and I was Going to Get In Trouble.

Sure enough, I flipped the moon over, and there was a dial on the back. It’s said, “You will go to…” and “Hell” was on the left, “Heaven” was on the right. As I watched, the needle flipped over to HELL!

I woke up terrified. I thought about waking my parents. And then I thought, “pff! Hang on! I can’t even read yet.”

June 12, 2017 — 10:52 pm
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Dead Pool Round OMG I OVERSLEPT!!!

Sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry. I conked out for a nap and slept past the Dead Pool.

Sassamon won Round 97 with Peter Sallis. Here come Round 98.

GOGOGOGOGO!!!

0. Rule Zero (AKA Steve’s Rule): your pick has to be living when picked. Also, nobody whose execution date is circled on the calendar. Also, please don’t kill anybody. Plus (Pupster’s Rule) no picking someone who’s only famous for being the oldest person alive.

1. Pick a celebrity. Any celebrity — though I reserve the right to nix picks I never heard of (I don’t generally follow the Dead Pool threads carefully, so if you’re unsure of your pick, call it to my attention).

2. We start from scratch every time. No matter who you had last time, or who you may have called between rounds, you have to turn up on this very thread and stake your claim.

3. Poaching and other dirty tricks positively encouraged.

4. Your first choice sticks. Don’t just blurt something out, m’kay? Also, make sure you have a correct spelling of your choice somewhere in your comment. These threads get longish and I use search to figure out if we have a winner.

5. It’s up to you to search the thread and make sure your choice is unique. I’m waayyyy too lazy to catch the dupes. Popular picks go fast.

6. The pool stays open until somebody on the list dies. Feel free to jump in any time. Noobs, strangers, drive-bys and one-comment-wonders — all are welcome.

7. If you want your fabulous prize, you have to entrust me with a mailing address. If you’ve won before, send me your address again. I don’t keep good records.

8. The new DeadPool will begin 6pm WBT (Weasel’s Blog Time) the Friday after the last round is concluded.

The winner, if the winner chooses to entrust me with a mailing address, will receive an Official Certificate of Dick Winning and a small original drawing on paper suffused with elephant shit particles. Because I’m fresh out of fairy shit particles.

June 9, 2017 — 6:39 pm
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