Peanut butter makes everything better.
Category: Photography
Purple Socks
Hey Jupiter
Sunrise
Franny’s Treat Ball Technique
I don’t know how she came up with this method for emptying her treat ball, but it’s very effective.
[ETA: I guess you have to click through to see that it’s a video and not just a photo. Hmf.]
I usually fill it with carrot slices. This is about half a carrot, and the pieces are hefty dnough to not stick to the inside of the ball, but small enough to fit through the hole when it’s compressed flat.
You can also fill it with large kibble or treats. Iams mini bone biscuits are the perfect size, but I feel like carrots are a healthier option.
The ball is made by StarMark and is apparently indestructable.
Fruit Bat
Frances has been not-so-subtley hinting to me that she wants her cookie ball filled with sliced carrots. I finally couldn’t stand it, and gave in.
It is a beautiful 60F outside and 68F indoors. The sky is blue, and the flame-leaf sumac is brilliant red. I love this time of year but havent enjoyed the cooler temperatures the last few years. Anything under 72F was just too cold. Turns out, I’m hypothroid. I suspected as much years ago and asked to have my thryroid tested. I dont think they did the more complete test, because it was normal. It pisses me off that my doctor at the time didn’t listen to me. My new doctor listened, re-tested, and put me on thyroid meds. And now, I am sitting in my chilly (to my former self) house, without socks or shoes, and am perfectly comfortable.
Also, if you were around last fall when the temperature at work was hovering around 58F, you can maybe understand why I was absolutely miserable. There werent ebough hoodies and long underwear in the world to make that comfortable.
Caturday Lovefest
Almonds and Edamame
Goodwill Haul
I had another round of fasting bloodwork this morning. Ugh. I decided I needed some retail therapy afterward, so I went to Goodwill.
The store on my side of town moved and had their grand opening on Tuesday, so this was my first visit to the new location. It’s huge! Things are still a little jumbled, in the book section, but that’s okay. That didn’t slow me down much.
The big books on the bottom are full of illustrations that I’ll use for collage.
The little Laura Ingalls Wilder book is her journal of her and Almanzo’s move from De Smet, south Dakota, to Mansfield, Missouri, where they settled permanantly. I dont think it’s the entire journal (I’ve read it but don’t own it). It’s packaged for young readers, with a foreword by Rose Wilder, so I’m betting it’s pretty heavily edited. It has quite a few pictures I’ve bever seen, though, so I grabbed it up.
I also found a pair of Yaktrax for $5. Now I can walk Frances when there’s ice, withought killing myself.













