Their are five members and one guest member. Five canines and one feline. The rules are that they compete to wake up the chief cook and bottle washer starting at 4am. If that fails they attack the assistant staff member and beg for breakfast. They have already had snacks through the night because the feline club member has demanded breakfast in bed starting at the stroke of midnight. After a hearty meal they all go back to sleep until the next servant takes over the morning shift. The lunch bunch is pretty much the same….same faces same noise, just hungrier after barking at every leaf that blows……..The only one who is patient enough to wait til dawn is Miss Piggy.
This painting is exactly what I remember from our owl sighting about two years ago. I was riding Sarita and Tom was on Francie. It was not quite dark, but two Barred owls were perched together right on the fence-line to our neighbor’s property. The only other time we saw two owls together was right when we first bought the Rockin’ P ranch in 1996. I have seen a few road kill of these barred owls because of their habit of flying and hunting at a low position, perfect target for cars. Sunday night we saw one perched beside the county road and Tom saw him early this morning again. Too far away and too dark, but he was really looking for him.
There you are!
I love all birds and animals, but owls are my current obsession and here is my collection……The painting above is oil on ampersand board of two eagle Owls. Some of my other paintings are listed on Etsy and you can click here to see them at Leicalady.etsy.com
Tom I I were in the emergency room with Grand Moye the other day and my sisters in law Cindy and Priscilla were there. The two nurses on duty were really nice, but super busy running into the room every five minutes because their names were Cindy and Priscilla. Kind of funny…….
Like a goat who doesn’t bang their horns on the bedroom door at 2am. A barkless Pomeranian, or any dog who doesn’t bark unless my life is in danger. A pet who doesn’t shed their weight in fur everyday. A cat who can go one hour without crying for food, an outside cat. It’s 3am and I can sleep through all these routine annoyances, but Tom just had an animal jump on his face and for some reason, he woke up. He’s asleep with the door closed, I just hope whatever jumped on him is not still in the room. I can’t take another scream at this point…..just saying
If wishes were horses……the DJ on the Loft music station is talking about horses. She has two. I have nine, and I don’t have one favorite, they all are. I wish my favorites were all in the house with me. Have fun on this rainy day and click here to listen to some great music online from RCP of Harmon Drive fame!
When our two boys are here in this house, everything is surreal. I could sit and stare at them forever and never be less amazed at the intensity of love. Tom has modified this image to add high definition and saturation and a little bit of mystery to the effect……That’s the way it feels to be a proud mother. Every emotion is magnified a billion times. “You been drinkin'” Christopher laughs at my silliness. Yep, your smile is intoxicating and I am drinkin’ it in. With a face like that you don’t need money, honey…..
OHHHHH, how easy it is to take things for granted. Thursday morning, we all heard this loud “ARGGGG”. I bolted up the stairs and asked Tom what happened. “I stepped on a sticker and stubbed my toes, I think they are broken”he groaned. I know it was excruciating. Later Christopher said” You Guys, ha ha, one of you is always doing something, you have to wonder how long you can keep up with this place” While piling laundry into the washing machine, I banged my head on the cabinet, ouch and looked around to see if anyone noticed. Friday morning, we took Peyton to school and had a great run at the park in Floresville. I tried to sprint to keep up with Christopher and asked Tom if his foot was OK. “NOOOO!!!!” He admitted. He was keeping a good pace, though. After our run, they played basketball at a nice little court in downtown peanutville and they both looked great. We picked Annie up at the S.A. airport late Friday night. Early Saturday morning we drove to La Vernia to take Peyton to his SAT test and drove back to fix breakfast and visit with Christopher and Annie. Before we left to pick up Peyton, I led some of the ponies to another pasture and rushed to jump into the truck where Tom was waiting. I tripped over the sidewalk and fell hard on my left knee. It’s a good thing we have a few canes around the house, so I borrowed one from the Rabbi and after getting home again from La Vernia, spent the rest of the day on the couch. I became absorbed in my stitchery until Bruno the parrot started screeching and all four dogs raced to the door. Tom looked out the window and said “Oh, NO, What are they doing out?” The Longhorns, Cactus Jack and Mesquite Joe were bucking and running towards the front gate. Daddy Tom Pop jumped into the truck and luckily they followed him back into their pasture. Meanwhile, Grand Dana followed the advice of young Dr. Parish…..
He had great advice, even though I am still alive and kicking!
The possibilities are boundless….”Let’s not tempt me to spend any money” Christopher and I both spoke in unison. Regardless, his choice was to head into San Antonio with time on our hands and amazing CANON digital equipment to accent his gifted and talented genes ……thanks to Grandmother on my side and Daddy Bub!!!! “What do you think, Mom?” Christopher asked. “Where should we go?” We both settled on the newly renovated Pearl Brewery and he shot images that will surely be incredible, while all I could do was focus on the awesomeness of the incredible gene pool that created this beautiful son…
“What is this……pick on Dad day?” Tom would always say this when Christopher, Peyton and I would start teasing him. Yesterday, it was his day and today the boys are going back and forth between the two of us…….They seem to get a kick out of it and I love it when it’s not so much about me. “You freaked out when Bubba went away to school and you still had one at home” Peyton laughed. “What are you going to do when I leave for college” he added. We were cleaning his room and I asked him if I could hang a shelf in his room. He said “Well it’s Western and I don’t like that”. I told him we would get rid of some of the Western decor. “Well I don’t care, I’ll be gone in a year”