Ever since I could walk I remember loving animals. We used to visit a place called grandkid acres. I would feed the giraffes and pet the horses. The goats would follow me along the fence line. I even pet a hyena there thinking it was a dog. See, animals have never been afraid of me. Squirrels will come stand on my feet while playing. Raccoons follow me everywhere. I have had a wild cougar walk right past me. Because of this fact my family has dubbed this my Snow White Syndrome. It works well on babies too. Some of the most shy kids ever will come right up and talk to me at work. I would never give up this gift fir anything. My husband worries because anytime we drive by a dangerous creature like a bear or a cougar they try to keep pace with the vehicle. I insist that they like me and want to see me my husband says they want to kill and eat me. I love that birds will land on my shoulders. Our cows act like I am a drug they are addicted to. A few have lost their voice from mooing for me all day. This does make me take it very hard for me when an animal dies. Even possums I cry when I see road kill. But the joy I get from having a big cow run up and put her head against my belly to hug me. Or when the blue crane that live on our farm walks with me up the river. I will take that feeling over anything. It is sometimes irritating because I can't be with all the animals all the time so there is a lot of crying for me that goes on. Even the crane squawks when I'm with too many people and he's afraid to get close. The fact that these animals trust me 100% as soon as the see me is amazing. I love being Snow White. This is one syndrome I'll happily keep. :)
I'm a city girl who has moved to the country to run a farm with my husband. I have frequent new adventures of learning how to do all the things my husband grew up doing. I love the most random assortment of stuff. You never know what you'll get with me. I may post a recipe, how to make homemade laundry soap, some of my favorite skincare or makeup products. It's a random place in my head so please join me.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Friday, November 29, 2013
My cat has a fan base.
I have an 8 month old cat named Oliver. Oliver is possibly the sweetest cat on earth. In fact the thing that I get messages most about on Facebook is my kitty. Today alone I had many family members comment on how handsome he is and how strong his stripes are. Then I got messages from 2 different people about him today. He is turning me into a crazy cat lady. When I come home from work he always walks me from the car to the door and then comes in eats and curls up near or on me and purrs. He's the perfect level of sweet too. He's not one of those cats that won't leave you alone. If you put him down he'll prance off to find another warm place to curl up. But if you want snuggles all you need do is call him. He loves our dogs and follows them around swatting at their tails. I may just have the best kitten ever!