Falling Into Another Hodgepodge…

I don’t know about everybody else, but I’m glad it’s finally fall!  I’m lovin’ the cooler mornings and evenings, even though mid-day still gets a little too warm for my taste.

Speaking of fall, how about we ‘fall’ into another edition of The Wednesday Hodgepodge, shall we?  As always, many thanks to our hostess, Joyce, for furnishing the questions and hosting this great meme!

1. It’s fall. Y’all. My favorite season of the year! What’s something you love to do this time of year that makes you feel it’s officially fall? And unrelated to that, do you ever say-‘y’all’?

I love driving around and seeing everybody’s outside fall decorations.  The bales of hay, pumpkins, scarecrows, and mums let me know me it’s officially fall.


photo via Google

As for saying ‘y’all’, I was born and raised in the south, and, yes, I say ‘y’all’ all the time!

2. When did you last have a falling out with someone? Has it been resolved?

The last time I remember having a serious falling out with someone was about two years ago.  It took us about three months, but we finally resolved things between us.  I try to avoid conflicts, if possible, because it’s easier to avoid conflict than it is to resolve it.

3. A song you love with the word ‘fall’ in it’s title?

If you’ve never watched it, this is a music great video of ‘The Boys of Fall’, too!

4. What’s something you’ve recently let ‘fall by the wayside?’

Unfortunately, the last of our garden has ‘fallen by the wayside’.  When my back began to hurt, and Ed’s thyroid began acting up, we had to put gardening on hold.  The weeds have been growing like wildfire!

5. When did you last attend an event, read a book, watch a movie, try a new recipe, or visit a shop-town-tourist attraction that fell short of your expectations? In what way?

At first, nothing came to mind.  Then I remembered back when I used to be a fan of Tom Cruise.  Two of the worst movies I ever paid to see were both Tom Cruise movies–Eyes Wide Shut and Vanilla Sky.  Both movies made absolutely no sense to me!  Shortly afterward, I stopped going to see Tom Cruise movies.

6. Describe a time you said or thought, ‘The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”

This question made me think about our grandson, Evan. He can fall asleep in a New York minute, any time, any place–just like his mama can.( I have a couple of  pics of Jennifer sleeping, too, but I’ll keep those private 🙂 )

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(photo borrowed from Jennifer’s Facebook page)

7. Was today better than yesterday? Why or why not?

No, today (Tuesday) was not better than yesterday.  The day began with our dog breaking through the baby gate, three times, to get on the front porch, where he’s not allowed. (What is it about our front porch?!)  Next, I discovered a second baby chick (Della’s sister, Dixie) with a case of ‘pasty butt’, so I had to deal with that!  Third, that skunk came back into our yard– again!  Give me a break!


Lately, I seem to be having more than my fair share of ‘animal woes’.  As if dealing with the dog,  baby chicks, and a skunk isn’t enough, on Friday, I have to take our youngest cat to be spayed, too.  She’s an outside cat, so this means I have to find a place inside the house to keep her for a couple of nights.  Normally this wouldn’t be much of a problem, but I’ve got eight baby chicks in the house already, and cats and baby chicks don’t mix!  This should be interesting.

Also, as I mentioned, above,  the skunk came back.  Unfortunately, this made the third time within a week! We’d previously noticed that the skunk moved slowly and would fall down every few steps, so apparently something was wrong with it.  In the interest of safety, Ed sadly made the decision to shoot the skunk.  When he did, the skunk let off that disgusting skunk spray.  Now everything around our yard reeks of skunk spray!  I think I just might scream!

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Friday Fragments…

Half-Past Kissin' Time

What a week this has turned out to be!  All I can say is TGIF!  I’m a bit late in posting these fragments, but I figure better late, than never.

Ed’s off today, and I would have loved to have spent the day at St. Simon’s Island–but we couldn’t! When you are raising baby chicks, you can’t leave them unattended for very long. Instead, we made a speedy trip to Lowe’s to pick up building materials for the new chicken coop and run.  We could have spent the entire weekend on St. Simon’s for what we spent at Lowe’s! Ha!

Speaking of chicks, I’ve been up and down with ‘Della’, the sick baby chick, all week.  She continues to have ‘pasty butt’ (constipation) issues, and continues to be in solitary confinement, for her own protection.  I’ve tried, twice, to incorporate her back into the flock, but the others peck at her mercilessly.  (Chickens are notorious for picking on the weak flock members.)  At this point, I’m not sure what Della’s prognosis is.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve cleaned poor Della’s ‘pasty butt’!  She’s become well acquainted with cotton balls and Q-tips, often needing help during the middle of the night 😦 Every time she needs to poop, she makes these pitiful little sounds that remind me of the noise a dolphin makes.  When I hear those little chirping sounds, I usually check on her to see if she needs any help.

Della outgrew her shoe box home,  this week, so Ed made her a larger home from a cardboard box.  He even put Plexiglas in one side of her box so she can still see her sisters, but they can’t peck her.  It’s been sort of sad to watch Della sleep beside her flock mates, with that piece of glass separating them.  She seems satisfied just to be able to see them.

In other news, I’m finally feeling better!  I began taking some cranberry gel caps, and drinking extra water.  Within two days, I began feeling better, which tells me the back/abdomen pain I was having must have been kidney-related.  I plan to continue this treatment for another week, then see what happens.

Ed, on the other hand, isn’t feeling much better.  His thyroid levels are low because he has inflammation of his thyroid.  He’s already taken one round of anti-inflammatory drugs, but they haven’t seemed to help.  After 9 days, we finally heard back from the doctor’s office, telling Ed his thyroid levels are low…excuse me, but we pretty much knew that already! My question is, what do they plan to do about it?!  (Their solution: retest!) These days, it’s become a sad situation concerning proper medical care 😦

We have a dozen cats, we have a dog, we have eleven chickens, and now, apparently, we have a skunk hanging around our yard!  Our daughter saw a skunk eating out of one of the  cat’s feeding bowls yesterday–in the middle of the afternoon!  She said the skunk was eating, then rolling around in the grass–like a cat would do!  YIKES!

Speaking of skunks, this week, my hair dresser told me, if I decided to let my hair color grow out, my hair color would be the reverse color of a skunk!  My sides are gray, but the top and back are still dark.  Ha!  I think I’ll stick with coloring my hair for a while longer:)

Speaking of gray hair, yesterday, I received my first little retirement check!  Hooray!  (I haven’t worked in nine years, but just now got old enough to draw the retirement I’d paid in when I worked.)  When I opened the check, I immediately noticed that no taxes had been deducted from it.  When I called TRS to ask why no taxes were withheld, they told me it was because my income was so low, the taxes wouldn’t calculate!  Now, that is sad!  I guess I’ll be dealing with the tax man in January.

That’s about it for today’s fragments.  I’m linking up with Mrs. Fours, at Half-PastKissin’Time.  Have a great weekend!

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The Saga Of Gooseneck’s Own “Pepe Le Pew”…

This saga began several months ago when my son’s family discovered a skunk on their back porch one evening.  It appeared that old Pepe Le Pew had invited himself to partake of the left-over cat food in their cat’s dish!  This was quite a shocker, especially since skunks aren’t often seen in our area.  In fact, in all of my fifty-something years I’ve only seen one skunk, and he was in the middle of the road–dead!

Throughout my lifetime I’ve heard some terrible tales about skunks though.  My parents used to call skunks, “pole cats”!  When I was a child, I thought they were talking about cats who climbed poles… I’m still scratching my head over that one! I’d heard about how awful skunks smell, and how difficult it is to get rid of their odor.  I  never wanted to come within a mile of a “pole cat”!

So, you can imagine my horror when our son, Brett, told us that a skunk had been seen on his back porch!  I had all sorts of awful visions floating through my head.  I could just imagine that skunk getting under their house, then doing the unthinkable!  I imagined them having to move out of their home due to the horrible smell…

For a while, nothing happened, then one night Gooseneck’s new resident skunk traveled a few yards northward, to pay our other son a visit at his house!  Something must have spooked Pepe during this visit, because he left a lot his tell-tale scent outside of Brad’s house!  It was hard to even breathe the air under the car port, and the odor permiated the house as well.  The tales I’d heard were correct.  A skunk stinks!  Nothing takes care of the smell but time…and masking it with candles, wallflowers, etc.

Another evening old Pepe decided to make a turn to the west and visit our daughter’s yard, next door to us.  This is not a good thing because we have two dogs.  That darn skunk ended up leaving more of his tell-tale odor behind, in the area of her carport,  but nothing like the smell he left at Brad’s house.  Brandy said her van smelled like a skunk!  Our poor dogs carried some of his scent on their fur, as well.

One morning my husband actually saw the skunk rambling through the grass beside the dirt road that leads from our house to Brett’s house!  Now it appeared that old Pepe was getting braver and actually coming out during the daytime!  He didn’t seem in any hurry, nor did he appear frightened, but this mistake would come back to haunt him…

About two weekends ago, just before daybreak, Pepe’ paid our daughter another visit, and apparently was startled again by the dogs. This time he sprayed his scent near the outside air conditioning unit!  The smell immediately traveled straight into Brandy’s house!  For several days following this incident,  Brandy’s family had to live with the odor of Pepe’s special scent permiating through their house.  This getting to be a regular thing!

We finally caught a break this past Friday morning!   Brandy’s husband, Clint, works four-day weeks, so he was taking Madison to school for Brandy.  Guess who was in the grass beside the road again?!  Old Pepe was enjoying another early morning stroll in the grass.  When I heard this bit of news, guess who suggested that we needed to put an end to our problem, once and for all?!  (I’m an animal lover, but not a skunk lover!)  I figured it was only a matter of time before Pepe Le Pew made it over to our house, anyway!

Fortunately,  son-in-law, Clint,  was in agreement with my idea, and was more than happy to “take care of” Mr. Le Pew!  (Believe it or not, some in our family were upset with me for wishing ill fate on old Pepe.)  To them I say this:  you should have smelled the odor that surrounded him, even after he was dead!

Clint was trying to let the odor fade, so we could get close enough to give old Pepe’ a proper burial.  Alas, it was not to be.  Within four hours of Pepe’s demise, the buzzards descended and began carrying him away–piece by piece!  His smell summoned the buzxards immediately– THAT’S how bad he smelled!    By the end of the day, nothing was left of Pepe’ except his lingering aroma…Which reminds me of this crazy song from many years ago…You know, there’s a song for every occasion!

Rest in peace, Pepe.  I sure hope you didn’t leave any vengeful relatives behind!

Published in: on September 12, 2011 at 8:32 am  Comments (3)