Lily be nimble...Lily be quick...

Lily caught, killed, and attempted to eat the mouse we named Nick...


On our daily walk in the afternoon we always seem to have an incident. Whether it is Lily jumping up and latching on to a woman's coat as she walked by, wiggling so hard to get free of her leash to attack another dog that she manages to squirm out of her collar, or today when we were walking past a hedge and Lily lunged under it as fast as she lunged at the poor unsuspecting woman or any cat that happens to cross her path. When I pulled her out stuck in her jaw - limp - was poor little Nick (the mouse - it rhymed with quick so that is why we chose Nick).

Now, normally to avoid future vomitation anything Lilly picks up to eat on a walk is followed quickly by a dive of my hand down her throat to retrieve it. So it was a good thing Lily let the poor thing down on the grass because I was not about to do a throat evacuation this time.

Anyway, soon after she put it down...the poor mouse pulsed in pain as it took its last breaths. Yes, I actually felt bad, but what was I going to do to put the poor thing out of its misery? Let Lily finish the job and then deal with regurgitated mouse guts plastered against my computer screen, rugs, Lacey, or the bed when her stomach refuses it as it does everything other than her Lamb and Rice for sensitive stomachs? Or should I have stamped on it with my foot and actually felt the bones crush as I shove it into the rain softened lawn?

I don't think so.

I chose to just walk away - but not after snapping this little photo to remember the moment, of course.

Thanks Lily.

Roark Rendevous

I had such a great trip at the end of Spring Break being able to go to North Carolina to see my Roarkies - Kim, Kevin, Tanner, Kaden, and Kali. My mom was nice enough to tag along too - so together we had quite a crowd. We hung out in Winterville, their fine town, and took excursions to Kitty Hawk - the location of the first powered/controlled flight in the world by the wright brothers, Jockey's Ridge - a giant sand dune on the coast of North Caroline, and "little" washington a small civil war-era coastal town. Best of all I got to see my Roarks and it was great. We played some dance-dance revolution, played around with my camera (see below), and I got to see Tanner play baseball. I hadn't seen Kevin for almost two years so it was great to see him too! I also was asked by my nephew, Kaden, to come and speak to his class about politics. That was lots of fun!

Anyway below is some pictures from my trip. I was so glad to see them all and miss them all so much. Thanks Kim for being such a great host. Thanks Kali for letting me sleep in your room. Thanks Kaden for letting me come talk to your class about Politics. Thanks Tanner for letting me watch you play baseball. Thanks Kevin for working so hard to take care of my sister and my niece and nephews. Love you guys!



Good times with a funky camera...who's who?

This commercial cracks me up everytime...

In the days of TIVO and DVR it is a rare opportunity to actually see a commercial...and this one makes me miss them sometimes. It totally cracks me up - and this coming from a near-vegetarian ;-) The best part is the hand (hoof) movements.