Not sure if that video was real or an enactment, but some kids are really into “being” animals. My heart breaks for all the children being led astray by adults who think anything goes. My friend knows someone newly divorced whose ex-wife is buying dresses for their young son to try and see if he likes them.
Yes, the confusion brought to so many by the father of confusion is so sad to see. So glad we have the bible and Holy Spirit to help us!
AJ, they managed to get two holidays scheduled for you. I will surely be praying that it will all go well, and this ordeal will be behind you and your family.
AJ, sorry about the holiday appointment; joining in praying this can be the end to this for you. It’s good that we can’t know what’s ahead sometimes, but God instead provides, just step by step, one thing at a time only, his grace always sufficient as needed along the way.
I was up until the wee hours listening to a pack of coyotes howling just to the west of us up the hill a ways (but too close). Neighbor also was up late hearing it so we chatted by phone at around 1 a.m., “song” dogs carried on for about 30 minutes; seemed like “the pack” was enjoying a fine, Friday night revelry.
Abby and neighbor’s 2 Labs, all inside their respective houses, were barking in reply.
Dj, that is hitting close to home. My high school is on N Druid Hills in Brookhaven. We live off of that road, several miles away, maybe 20 min. drive. I will be on the lookout for those and the wild boar known to be in this area.
It is not uncommon to see or hear coyotes here. We have had wolves, which I have shared about before. No wild hogs around, however, and thankfully no landslides.
There are many reasons people around here, for the most part, abide by the leash laws and keep their beloved pets close. It is very rare to see any loose, but I do see the dog running in the front yard across the street. It’s a different dog that has not bothered me yet. I have not seen the dog leave the yard so it must be well trained. In more rural areas like where my brother lives an hour away they have stray dogs. I would not be comfortable going for a walk there.
That dog is only let out for short times and it is always being observed by the owner. I think the dog gets it’s runs out. Miss Bosley still has her crazy times of zoomies through our house.
No wolves or wild hogs — there is the occasional mountain lion regionally but that’s more in other areas (though there have been periodic “sightings” in the harbor that never pan out as confirmed.
We do get mountain lions once in a while, although I have never seen one here. I did see a lynx once close enough to see the ear tuffs. We have had various small animals come through-fox, pine martins, woodchucks. The skunks can stay away. Right now, something keeps digging in my gardens, which does not make me happy.
Oh, I like skunks, but I’ve never been sprayed. I’d love to see a pine marten sometime–we don’t have them here, of course. I do want to see a bobcat someday (and get photos), but I’m quite OK with never seeing a mountain lion.
Our neighbor had a pet skunk. He was quite cute and had his scent ability removed. Alas, he went missing one day. My brothers and the neighbor boy thought they spotted him in a ditch. You know what happened, no doubt. It was not Alvin, and they learned that quickly. Fortunately, those were the days when we children wore play clothes, because those clothes had to be buried.
I guess I’ll be first on here to say: 🎂🍨 Happy Birthday, Kevin! 🎂🍨 If mumsee’s so much older and wiser than you, then I must be really older and wiser.
Maybe mumsee will bake one of her famous cakes for you if she’s not too busy.
When I was growing up, we often went camping, initially with quite a tiny little trailer, with no water in it. The dinette folded down into a small bed, there was a bed at the rear, and there was a “loft” over the dinette that could also be used as a bed for one person. Well, my parents slept in the bed in back, my sister and I slept in the loft (I slept in the rear since my sister was too claustrophic–in the rear the curved top came down to nearly touch one’s face, since it wasn’t made for two people), and I think my little brother and my next older brother slept on the folded-out dinette. Those two boys were ten years apart, and I can’t swear to it that the two ever shared that bed, except I know my sister and I shared the loft and it would have made more sense for us to have the dinette and my little brother to have had the loft if there hadn’t been two below us.
Anyway, whoever slept in the trailer, the brother who is two brothers older than me slept on a cot outside, and my second-oldest brother was probably with him sometimes, too. (My brothers all moved out when they were sixteen or seventeen, one to join the army, two to attend college, and one to room with a brother who had graduated and moved back to Phoenix. They are seven to fourteen years older than I, so I really only remember one of them living at home, though I have vague memories of one or two others also vacationing with us or coming by the house, and stronger memories of all four of them coming home for holidays.)
Well, my two-brothers-older-than-me, sleeping outside, had skunks running through the campsite around him, and even going underneath his cot. He says he lay there terrified the first night, expecting to be sprayed, but ever after that he loved lying there and watching them, and decided he wanted a skunk as a pet someday. (He never had one.)
Now they have bred pet skunks, a line of them, whose coloring is quite different from the wild variety, so I suspect a skunk owner wouldn’t face the same danger of confusing a wild one for a pet–though for sure you wouldn’t want your pet to get out, because you’d probably never see it again, and it wouldn’t know how to live in the wild and wouldn’t have natural defense if it had been descented.
For a family gathering, one of my aunts once made brownies in a pan that she thought had been washed but hadn’t. She realized later that there had been a sprinkling of pepper in the bottom. The brownies were actually quite good with the slight peppery flavor.
Once again, sidetracked. I had to do a couple puzzles and read a couple books and play with th farm magnets with granddaughter. Now where was I? Ah yes, blending the dry. Did I put in cayenne yet? I can’t remember but another tbsp can’t hurt. There. Now some butter and sugar and best add a couple of eggs and some vanilla…
The coyotes were quite loud last night (but they usually sing every night). No wolves were howling but we see their sign around.
Oooh, brownies with a touch of cayenne, that would be good…
Cheryl, I was the one that got stuck up in the top bunk in every trailer we had – as the youngest it did make sense. I loved going camping – so much fun. We usually went with my mom’s two sisters and their families so the cousins had tons of fun!
Alrighty then, the oven is preheating, adding the dry to the wet….wait, did I remember the cayenne? I can’t remember, but I know it needs a touch, an extra tbsp won’t hurt. There we go.
The first birthday I had after meeting Mrs L she baked me a cake when I visited her family’s farm. It as very (too) moist. I was diplomatic and said it tasted good (which it did). I think that impressed her mother who was worried I wouldn’t like it.
Wandering Views 
My surgery to reverse the colostomy is scheduled for Nov. 26th, so Thanksgiving dinner will be hospital food this year.
I have a tube replacement surgery Oct. 31st, as well as prep work and blood work, and the joy of a colonoscopy first.
But I will happily do it as I want this thing gone.
Then, maybe this whole cancer ordeal can be behind me, God willing.
Allen
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Thank you for your update, AJ. Looking forward to the days ahead when it will be behind you. Will be praying. Putting your dates on my calendar now.
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Greetings from Cool Atlanta!
When I woke up, I felt chilly and pulled the covers closer.
When did we get to this point:
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Not sure if that video was real or an enactment, but some kids are really into “being” animals. My heart breaks for all the children being led astray by adults who think anything goes. My friend knows someone newly divorced whose ex-wife is buying dresses for their young son to try and see if he likes them.
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Yes, the confusion brought to so many by the father of confusion is so sad to see. So glad we have the bible and Holy Spirit to help us!
AJ, they managed to get two holidays scheduled for you. I will surely be praying that it will all go well, and this ordeal will be behind you and your family.
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Good morning, all. Another beautiful day here. 72/50.
mumsee
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Thank you, the real, and that is why I referred to him as my very much younger brother.
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AJ, sorry about the holiday appointment; joining in praying this can be the end to this for you. It’s good that we can’t know what’s ahead sometimes, but God instead provides, just step by step, one thing at a time only, his grace always sufficient as needed along the way.
I was up until the wee hours listening to a pack of coyotes howling just to the west of us up the hill a ways (but too close). Neighbor also was up late hearing it so we chatted by phone at around 1 a.m., “song” dogs carried on for about 30 minutes; seemed like “the pack” was enjoying a fine, Friday night revelry.
Abby and neighbor’s 2 Labs, all inside their respective houses, were barking in reply.
*dj
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Wish y’all had a three way video capturing all that, Dj. It would go viral on social
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Yes, Mumsee, I never forget how much older and wiser you are.
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We’re in a land of landslides and coyotes.
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They are in Atlanta, too (this is from 2023):
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Dj, that is hitting close to home. My high school is on N Druid Hills in Brookhaven. We live off of that road, several miles away, maybe 20 min. drive. I will be on the lookout for those and the wild boar known to be in this area.
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Coyotes are elusive, almost ghost like – you see them and you blink and they’re gone.
But they have been moving into cities for at least 2 decades now — they’ve adapted in exchange for all the available food.
Follow the people and there will be food, they’ve learned. Garbage, gardens, pet food, all sorts of good and easy sources.
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Oh, I forgot stray cats and other small domesticated animals. 😦
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It is not uncommon to see or hear coyotes here. We have had wolves, which I have shared about before. No wild hogs around, however, and thankfully no landslides.
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There are many reasons people around here, for the most part, abide by the leash laws and keep their beloved pets close. It is very rare to see any loose, but I do see the dog running in the front yard across the street. It’s a different dog that has not bothered me yet. I have not seen the dog leave the yard so it must be well trained. In more rural areas like where my brother lives an hour away they have stray dogs. I would not be comfortable going for a walk there.
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That dog is only let out for short times and it is always being observed by the owner. I think the dog gets it’s runs out. Miss Bosley still has her crazy times of zoomies through our house.
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No wolves or wild hogs — there is the occasional mountain lion regionally but that’s more in other areas (though there have been periodic “sightings” in the harbor that never pan out as confirmed.
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We do get mountain lions once in a while, although I have never seen one here. I did see a lynx once close enough to see the ear tuffs. We have had various small animals come through-fox, pine martins, woodchucks. The skunks can stay away. Right now, something keeps digging in my gardens, which does not make me happy.
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Oh, I like skunks, but I’ve never been sprayed. I’d love to see a pine marten sometime–we don’t have them here, of course. I do want to see a bobcat someday (and get photos), but I’m quite OK with never seeing a mountain lion.
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Our neighbor had a pet skunk. He was quite cute and had his scent ability removed. Alas, he went missing one day. My brothers and the neighbor boy thought they spotted him in a ditch. You know what happened, no doubt. It was not Alvin, and they learned that quickly. Fortunately, those were the days when we children wore play clothes, because those clothes had to be buried.
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I guess I’ll be first on here to say: 🎂🍨 Happy Birthday, Kevin! 🎂🍨 If mumsee’s so much older and wiser than you, then I must be really older and wiser.
Maybe mumsee will bake one of her famous cakes for you if she’s not too busy.
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Happy Birthday, Kevin!
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Happy birthday, Kevin!
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When I was growing up, we often went camping, initially with quite a tiny little trailer, with no water in it. The dinette folded down into a small bed, there was a bed at the rear, and there was a “loft” over the dinette that could also be used as a bed for one person. Well, my parents slept in the bed in back, my sister and I slept in the loft (I slept in the rear since my sister was too claustrophic–in the rear the curved top came down to nearly touch one’s face, since it wasn’t made for two people), and I think my little brother and my next older brother slept on the folded-out dinette. Those two boys were ten years apart, and I can’t swear to it that the two ever shared that bed, except I know my sister and I shared the loft and it would have made more sense for us to have the dinette and my little brother to have had the loft if there hadn’t been two below us.
Anyway, whoever slept in the trailer, the brother who is two brothers older than me slept on a cot outside, and my second-oldest brother was probably with him sometimes, too. (My brothers all moved out when they were sixteen or seventeen, one to join the army, two to attend college, and one to room with a brother who had graduated and moved back to Phoenix. They are seven to fourteen years older than I, so I really only remember one of them living at home, though I have vague memories of one or two others also vacationing with us or coming by the house, and stronger memories of all four of them coming home for holidays.)
Well, my two-brothers-older-than-me, sleeping outside, had skunks running through the campsite around him, and even going underneath his cot. He says he lay there terrified the first night, expecting to be sprayed, but ever after that he loved lying there and watching them, and decided he wanted a skunk as a pet someday. (He never had one.)
Now they have bred pet skunks, a line of them, whose coloring is quite different from the wild variety, so I suspect a skunk owner wouldn’t face the same danger of confusing a wild one for a pet–though for sure you wouldn’t want your pet to get out, because you’d probably never see it again, and it wouldn’t know how to live in the wild and wouldn’t have natural defense if it had been descented.
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Good morning, all, and happy birthday slightly younger brother.
mumsee
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rattle…rumble…crash. Oops.
mumsee
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Sweep, mop, wash. Hmmmm, looks like we will need another bowl and start over. Here we go….
mumsee
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Ok, now, where was I? Flour, sugar, baking powder, cocoa powder, cayenne pepper…..
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Happy Birthday, Kevin!
Sounds like someone is in the kitchen baking up confections of some variety. ♡
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What kind of cake are we having?
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Happy birthday Kevin. 🎂
Continued prayer over you AJ. ❣️
NJ
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For a family gathering, one of my aunts once made brownies in a pan that she thought had been washed but hadn’t. She realized later that there had been a sprinkling of pepper in the bottom. The brownies were actually quite good with the slight peppery flavor.
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Thank you for the birthday wishes. Yes, Peter, you are of course older and wiser.
Quiet day, getting ahead on chores before Wednesday’s foot surgery and rearranging furniture so we can sleep downstairs afterward.
My mouth is watering, wondering what big sister has going on. Cayenne pepper sounds great. Got any jalapenos?
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Happy birthday to you, Kevin!
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Once again, sidetracked. I had to do a couple puzzles and read a couple books and play with th farm magnets with granddaughter. Now where was I? Ah yes, blending the dry. Did I put in cayenne yet? I can’t remember but another tbsp can’t hurt. There. Now some butter and sugar and best add a couple of eggs and some vanilla…
mumsee
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Happy birthday, Kevin!
The coyotes were quite loud last night (but they usually sing every night). No wolves were howling but we see their sign around.
Oooh, brownies with a touch of cayenne, that would be good…
Cheryl, I was the one that got stuck up in the top bunk in every trailer we had – as the youngest it did make sense. I loved going camping – so much fun. We usually went with my mom’s two sisters and their families so the cousins had tons of fun!
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So where’s my cake?
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Alrighty then, the oven is preheating, adding the dry to the wet….wait, did I remember the cayenne? I can’t remember, but I know it needs a touch, an extra tbsp won’t hurt. There we go.
mumsee
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DJ, you can have my piece too. No cayenne for me, please!
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The first birthday I had after meeting Mrs L she baked me a cake when I visited her family’s farm. It as very (too) moist. I was diplomatic and said it tasted good (which it did). I think that impressed her mother who was worried I wouldn’t like it.
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mumsee, it’s like 10 p.m.
Wait, there’s cayenne in it?
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It’s 1 a.m. where I am. Maybe cake tomorrow? G’night
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