Is this cute or what? Dog is confused by the escalator.
I can’t help it. It’s like an addiction. I must have pumpkins! And I like the ones that are unique the best, when I can find them. This first one doesn’t look real. It looks like it was painted this way. Like someone took a paint brush and splattered it any which way they felt like. There were only two in the bin at the store so I’m glad I didn’t miss out. And as dogs do, Pixie and Stella were following me around the house. That, or they just really wanted their picture taken.
Pixie and Stella were instantly drugged by the good warm sun. I tried to tell them they could stay there, but they insisted on following me around the house.
This green pumpkin isn’t all that unique, but I liked the shape of it and the little yellow spot of sunshine on the bottom.
And of course, I have my fake pumpkins that I love too.
Stella had an itch that seemed to last forever. Well, at least long enough for me to watch her for awhile, decide to go find the camera, come back and find her still at it. Silly dog.
When we first adopted Pixie she had two broken legs. Her previous owners (if that’s what you can call them)… maybe I should say – Her previous captors brought her in to a shelter with these two broken legs and said that Pixie (at that time called Jolie) had “jumped off the bed and broke her own legs”. Sure. And I can change the color of my hair with my mind.
Regardless, at least they brought her to a shelter and didn’t throw her into a river somewhere. Too soon?
On top of the two broken legs, she only weighed about 2 lbs and had mange so badly that she lost almost all of her hair. For any of you who don’t know what mange is – it’s a bad case of mites. So, how did she get that, captors? From jumping off the sofa?
The shelter, being as advanced as they are in the medical field, used popsicle sticks and tape to try and hold her two front legs straight. Yes, this is 2010 and I said they used popsicle sticks.
Thankfully the Heigl Foundation (yup, as in Katherine Heigl) came along and adopted her from the shelter and gave her a temporary home at a Vet Clinic who could properly take care of her legs and mange.
She had to wear casts the first weeks she was with us and they had to be changed every week or so. She could still walk in them and because they were hard – we could always here her coming a mile away as she tap, tap, tapped her way to us.
Luckily, popsicle sticks and all, her legs healed perfectly.
She’d figured out how to get around in those casts pretty well. But when the casts came off she sort of had to learn how to walk again. You can see her right elbow sticking out a bit as she carefully makes her way, but no worries, she now walks like gangbusters.
It’s that time of year. Pumpkins! I love pumpkin anything. Last year I ate deep fried pumpkin. Delicious. But, really, have you ever had anything deep fried that didn’t taste good? The usual around here is pumpkin pancakes, pumpkin bread and of course, lots of fun pumpkins around the house.
Here are 2 that I’ve picked up so far for this year. If anyone knows what kind of pumpkin this first one is, email me and let me know. It’s a pretty pink but the cream colored stuff all over it… well, that’s what I don’t get. What is that called? At the place where I bought it, they just called it an ‘alien pumpkin’. They didn’t know. And it crumbles off pretty easily too so it’s not quite like those ‘knuckle head’ or ‘goose bump’ pumpkins. Hmm… tis a mystery to me.
