Thursday, July 31, 2008

How to catch a Snitch!

I have been trying to catch him ALL morning. First of all, I didn't even REALIZE he was loose. It was about 5:00 this morning, I think, when I had seen John off to work, and I had just poured my first cup of coffee and hit the glider boards, as I usually do, when I am up that early. Sprout was being a grumpy butt, but she was trying to go back to sleep, when I THOUGHT I saw a blurry fuzzy thing run across the living room floor.

I got up (not an easy thing to do, because I was really sick yesterday from having worked on my basement), and I went to investigate. I was pretty sure that Smokey (a little gray kitten we ended up with) had once again snuck into the house. I dropped to my knees and looked under my writing desk, and that's when I saw the tail!

GLIDER ALERT! This was not a kitty, it was a loose glider. I prepared myself for some Olympic-level physical activity (and for those of you who know me, I am more of a "Garfield the Cat" than I am a gymnast).

What to do? STOP. Think. Take a deep breath. I inspected all of my glider cages, and finally, I found the cage with an open door. That little Snitch! His previous momma told me he was a Houdini, and sure enough he was!

Now, last night, I was really sick, and I was dizzy, too, so I went to bed early. John, like the trooper he is, took care of my gliders. What happened is that he put the zip tie back on the door, but he didn't get it through to the actual cage, so the door had a zip on it, all right, but it didn't go all the way to the cage. BINGO! Snitch saw his opportunity, and he took it! He liberated his little self. That means that he was loose in my bedroom all night. When I woke up this morning he just snuck out without me seeing him, and I didn't until I poured my coffee. That little sneak!

So, I've had a busy little morning. I've tended to board business, I've dealt with a cranky little grump-butt (Miss Sprout), and I've made the nicest breakfast for my sassy little teen. How, might you ask, did I manage to finally catch a Snitch?

Place baby in the high-chair. Bribe her with cookies and distract her with CNN. Enlist teen to act as back-up. Close all doors to the living room and remove as many obstacles (baby floor toys) as possible, and go at it. I have a long-handled purple duster, and we used that as a TEASER to get him to "fight" with it. You should have seen Andrea, she had a baby blankie in one hand, like a kinda shield/net, and the feather duster in the other... finally, after hours of us asking "where is he" - we finally caught him. He had his fun. He zipped into Andrea's bedroom, too. Her room door wasn't shut, afterall. Grrr.

Anyway, Snitch is finally safe and sound, and he is happy to be back in his cage. We are too.

As soon as I placed him back in there, what's the first thing he did? Take a goooooood lonnnnnng drink. Why not? He was tired, too.


Now, I think I have some housecleaning to do. I'm feeling better today, and things need to get taken care of.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

It's time to go to "The Dublin Irish Festival" - near Columbus, Ohio!"

If you love Irish/Celtic music, food, outdoor festivals, and LOADS of good times, you MUST go to the Dublin Irish Festival!

What a wonderful treat it will be for you and your family! For myself, I love to hit each of the stages and listen to the music, sip on a cold one, and have some good Irish food! Each of the booths have something special to offer, too, and one of my favorite vendors/teachers/artists is none other than Michael Vignoles.

Michael plays (and makes!) some of the most beautiful set of Irish pipes I've ever seen, and he's also such a wonderful person. I first met him at the Dublin Irish Festival, near Columbus, Ohio back about five or six years ago. Now, I make it a point to stop by his booth every year that I go, but I have missed the last two years. Michael has been so very kind and helpful to me, when I needed to have my chanter re-adjusted. My chanter is part of a very old "full set of pipes" that we've had in our family for years. He didn't make this set, but that didn't stop him from helping me and giving me all kinds of tips as to what I could do. Also, his bodhran skills are just as impressive as his piping skills. I could listen to Michael play forever, so, I bought one of his CDs! If you are in the Columbus, Ohio area, you owe it to yourself to stop by to see Michael and hear him perform.

The good food, the good drinks, the beautiful (and rockin'!) music, the dancing... all of it is a little slice of heaven! To get a peek into the Dublin Irish Festival (video) click here!

For more about Michael's work: meet the man and his music, visit his MySpace site Michael Vignoles or this video click here!

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Meet Snitch!

Snitch came to me July 18th as a little rescue (who had been purchased by a grandmother for her seven year old grandson at a flea market near Cincinnati). The grandson was scared of the little fellow, so Snitch seldom got out of his cage, but he is an escape artist, and he liberated himself, several times, before he came to join me here. Snitch came to me through a very kind lady who took him in temporarily, and she wanted to place him in a home with other gliders where he'd have a chance to be loved on and to "be a glider."

Here's a close-up of Snitch. He's a very curious and playful little fellow. With the help of some "glider angels", we were able to get Snitch a wellness check and a laser neutering with my vet, Dr. Thomas Tharp, on July 19th. Snitch is doing extremely well, and he's getting plenty of loving and handling, where you can see that he is quickly becoming Mr. Socialization. Snitch is currently on the HPW Diet, and he loves his morning playtime.

Currently, there is a waiting list for one of my rescues. If you are interested in Snitch, please complete the Rescue Application provided in this link, and send it directly to my attention. All applications will be carefully screened and both personal and vet references will be required. Only the best home will do for Snitch. I will be very, very picky, as to his final placement. Local placement only. I will NOT ship.

UPDATED August 22, 2008: Snitch will now remain here as a permanent resident, unless an absolutely perfect home were to present itself.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

"I am the boss of you, little doggy!"

Smokey the kitten bullying my poor little Fang.

Can't you see who the boss is in this photo? This photo reminds me of that little kitten in the movie Cats and Dogs (especially the part when the little Russian Blue kitty (complete with Russian accent) is sent in as a special agent to destroy the credibility of the "dog of the house." Remember that evil little kitty, that looked so sweet and innocent? Smokey is JUST like that kitty. He's a bossy little kitty, and as you can see, he rules the roost with an iron paw!

"That is right, little doggy, I am the boss of you! Do NOT make me have to tell you again!"

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Something to ponder . . .

This came to me in one of those mass FWD: e-mails that we all loathe to see in our inboxes, but - once in awhile - something really good does come through. The following is one of those e-mails, and this one is well worth the read. Consider this:

A Perfect Match: By Alan Cohen

Fritz Kreisler was a skilled and devoted violinist who had a lifelong dream to own a Stradivarius. For many years Fritz worked hard to earn enough money to buy the coveted instrument. Finally he took his life savings to New York City's music district and searched many stores. After numerous inquiries, he found a shop with a Stradivarius for sale. The shopkeeper went to the back of the store, removed the violin from under lock and key, and showed it to Fritz.

Fritz's eyes lit up and his heart began to pound as he held the delicate instrument to his neck and began to play. Heavenly tones sang forth, and Fritz knew this was indeed the instrument he had dreamed of. When he asked the owner the price, Fritz was shocked to learn it was twice the amount he had saved.

'Can we work out a payment plan?' asked Fritz hopefully.

'Sorry, we don't do that,' answered the shopkeeper.

'Then will you hold the violin for me until I can borrow more money to purchase it?'

'I'm afraid I cannot do that, either, sir. If someone comes in and offers the asking price, I will have to sell it to that customer.'

Fritz went home and scurried to gather together more money from friends and investors. He made slow progress, but within a month he found people to help him. Eagerly he returned to the music store and told the owner he was now able to make the purchase.

'You're just a little late,' the shopkeeper explained. 'A few days ago a wealthy collector came in and purchased the Stradivarius.'

Fritz was crestfallen. He had come so close to having his heart's desire! On his way out of the store, an idea occurred to him. He turned and asked the shopkeeper, 'Would you give me the name of that collector? I will contact him directly and ask if he would sell it to me.'

The shopkeeper gave Fritz the information, and he made an appointment to go see the owner. 'It has been my lifelong dream to own this instrument,' Fritz told the fellow. 'Would you consider selling it to me? I think I can get some more money to purchase it from you at a profit.'

The owner shook his head and answered, 'I'd like to help you out, but I know the value of this violin. It is the jewel of my collection. I intend to keep it as an heirloom.'

'I understand,' answered Fritz. 'Perhaps, then, you would let me play the violin for just a minute of two. It would mean a lot to me, and I will keep the memory for a lifetime.'

The collector consented and handed Fritz the violin. Joyfully Fritz took up the bow and, knowing he would never play this violin again, made the instrument sing with absolute passion. After a few minutes he returned the violin to its owner, thanked the man, and made his way to the door.

As Fritz had his hand on the doorknob, the owner called him back. 'Don't go,' he told him. 'You made such beautiful music. I bought this violin simply as a collector's item. You will bring more happiness and beauty to the world with it than I will. The violin belongs to you. Here, please take it.'

Society's rules of ownership are superseded by a profound spiritual principle called The Right of Consciousness. You own what you own not by money or force, but by your love for it and your spiritual connection to it. If something is deeply imbedded in your soul, it belongs to you. It comes to you and adheres to you by your appreciation and right use of it. While it appears that external rules govern who owns what, the prevailing law is the Right of Consciousness. You cannot get what you have not earned by right of consciousness. If you are trying to attract a mate, job, or living situation, you must be equal to it in your thoughts and feelings. You must love it, know you deserve it, and hold a vision for healthy, joyful use of it. Then and only then will it come to you, and without struggle or strain. You don't have to fight for it; you just have to be one with it.

When your consciousness is ripe for the object of your heart's desire, it will come naturally. It will not require a miracle or quantum leap. It will be in the flow as your logical next step. And no one will be able to take it from you. Jealousy is a form of insecurity and represents ignorance of the principle of Right Consciousness. If you are matched with something you truly deserve by your unity with it, it is yours by universal law, and no one can interfere.

A Course in Miracles tells us, 'You are under no laws but God's.' Behind all the rules people create, eternal principles are operating flawlessly. Justice is always being accomplished by the power of intention. Found yourself in spiritual law, and everything you want and deserve will come to you and stay with you by virtue of love.

About the Author

Alan Cohen, M.A., is the author of more than 20 best-selling inspirational books and tapes, including 'The Dragon Doesn't Live Here Anymore' and the award-winning 'A Deep Breath of Life.' He is a contributing writer for the New York Times best-selling series 'Chicken Soup for the Soul.' Alan's syndicated column, From The Heart, appears in new thought magazines internationally.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

"What is the SGGA? What DOES it mean to me?"

Oh dear heavens! You know, things have been more than a little crazy this past year (with a new baby in the house, and all of the fun, crazy, wacky, memorable "year of first everythings" that goes along with it. Yes, even those sleepless days and nights that all new parents experience); so, to say that I might be a bit distracted, at times, is a wee tiny little bit of an understatement. It was only during a recent chat with a busy little BEE that I learned that I had placed the wrong link up to my blog: a link that led MANY readers to believe that I would discuss what the SGGA meant to me! Imagine my complete and absolute embarrassment when I learned of my "boo-boo"! I went right back to my link and then I followed it to where I knew it should have brought you, my dear reader, to. Instead, I could see that my busy little bee was right! So, without further adieu, here is the correction (albeit more than a little late): the information to my "recycled post" that I had intended to share the first time - for any "first-time SGGA attendees"! Time is short, and I apologize for my error.

If you have ever wondered what the SGGA is, or what Garnesy thinks of the SGGA: this is it!

Now if reading that gets you all excited and makes you want to attend this year's SGGA, here's the registration page to the The 10th Year Anniversary of The SGGA - hosted in Tulsa, Oklahoma. The hostess for this year's special anniversary SGGA is none other than our beloved Anita Totty of My Sweet Gliders!

PS: Through my mistake, the original link I had posted directed my readers to my position on sugar glider rescues and what we can ALL do to support our sugar glider rescue homes. Let there be no doubt, as distracted as I might be, I wholeheartedly support the SGGA AND our Sugar Glider Rescuers!

Rescue homes need our support ALL YEAR LONG! To find out how you can adopt a sugar glider rescue, or how you can support the rescue homes, who tend to the rescues, please check out this link.

Complete our Rescue Application! Simply "RIGHT CLICK" and "SAVE FILE AS". I would highly recommend saving the file to your desktop so it's ready when you are! Then, you can literally "fill in the blanks" at your convenience and submit your application for consideration. Soon, you could be have your very own "suggie" to love and call your own!

Thursday, July 10, 2008

*Knock knock* Someone stopped by my house with a special delivery last night!

I went to door - in my jammies - and there was this tiny slip of a girl holding this weeeee tiny little kitten.

"Is this your kitten?" she asks.

"What? Nope. Not mine!"

She'd asked everyone else who lives on my road if it was theirs (she had nearly hit it on her way to work), and she didn't want to leave kitty on the road where she found it. Personally, I think someone dropped off some cats and this little kitten had gotten separated from its momma.

I could see the cat's tummy was swollen (probably worms). This is a very tiny cat, and she has superficial abrasions: one on her head and one on her front paw. The girl couldn't take kitty to work with her (some kind of camp); so, I took kitty in. I need to find a home for this little girl, though.

Andrea and I gave her a bath, and I thoroughly checked kitty over. Just those two cuts. So, we dried her off and we placed her in a small cage in Andrea's room (who is playing the role of momma).

Now, the trick is, what to feed this little bugger. I'm going to offer her some tuna - it's all I really have that's soft. The ferret food is too hard. So, tuna and some water tonight. I should weigh her, but as you can see she is little. I just hope she's weaned. She's crying right now.

This kitty looks like an extra from the movie Strays!

UPDATE July 10th: When Sprout and I woke up this morning, the first thing we did was go check on the kitty. Sprout did not see kitty last night, at all, since she was sleeping when the door knocker stopped by.

Oh, you guys should have seen her little face! She made her mouth so tinnnnnny, like a little Cheerio, and her eyes got GREAT BIG, and she started making all kinds of little noises, "Oooh! Ooooh! Ohhhh! Ahhhh! Oooh!". Sprout got so worked up that she scared the kitty, and then kitty started crying (kitty had been sound asleep, curled up in a little ball, until Sprout went off).

Kitty misses her momma, evidently. She's got that little "wah-wah" cry. Later today, I'm going to see if we can brush out her fur, even after her bath last night, as you can see in the last photo, her fur dried - but it was still kind of matted. Had time allowed last night, we should have lightly blow-dried her fur using a little brush. Then, kitty would have all been pretty and fluffy for her photo op.

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Evey's 1st Birthday was aired on Channel 10 News!

Baby's 1st Birthday!

The direct link to the news.

Friday, July 04, 2008

Happy 4th of July!

. . . and a very Happy 1st Birthday to my little girl, too!

I can't imagine a better birthday party for a country - or a baby! Today is a day of celebration on those two counts, as well as a day of remembrance for our fallen soldiers who have freely given their lives so that we may celebrate the freedoms we enjoy today. Let us never forget them.

Click this link (then select VIDEO) for news coverage by NBCi4 News of Columbus, Ohio (and a video recording with complete soundtrack of) "Red, White, and BOOM!".

Be sure to turn up the sound! The soundtrack is AWESOME!