Random STufF from DonnaB

The new season of “Survivor” started tonight, but I haven’t watched it yet. It’s recorded and waiting on me. I am considering not getting hooked on so many shows. Oh shoot! Who am I trying to fool? There’s no way I can pass up “Survivor”. Would you believe I considered going to an audition? Back in late July, I could have done just that only 50 miles from here. I was a coward though… not that I don’t think I could survive, I don’t think my audition tape would be appealing to the producers… unless of course, they really, really like country bumpkins!

Off to watch my show…. right after “Don’t Forget the Lyrics” goes off!

What’s left of this building is north of the old, abandoned gin. I think Ed said it was what they called the seed house. Really nothing special any longer, but I kind of like the photo.

…..but this one takes the cake!

Nothing much happening today… here’s the sunflower photos taken the same day as the cotton gin and white butterfly pics. I did not know the bugs were on this flower until I saw the photo on my computer monitor. It was cloudy and a bit dreary, not the best time to be playing with a camera, but I still like these photos.

The 5-week-old kitties are scampering around now and unwilling to pose at all! Actually, they are hiding from me which is good and bad. The good means they have learned to escape potential harm. The bad is they are not as tame as I want them to be. They are all eating, so it won’t be long until they can go to new homes… if I can find new homes! I do have one given away, I’ll have to work on the rest.

No photos today, I was too busy bathing and seeing to the pup with the mange. He might be some better, but as Doc warned me, it will take several weeks for the raw skin to look normal and the hair to grow back.

And how was your Sunday?

It is a stretch no doubt, but it was fun to make. Perhaps a top notch mechanic might like this gaudy award. Or, maybe it’s a candelabra and I just thought it was an award!

…. and she’s more than rotten! Scooter Libby is around 4 months old and no longer in the cute kitten stage although she is a pretty cat. She is also devilish and the grown cats are terrified of her! They have been miserable since she figured out they were bluffing. She is constantly harrassing them by chasing them down the hall, around the living room and finally out the back door. I am sympathetic to their torment, but have to admit it is a funny sight!

Many years ago when I was a kid… gosh I hate saying that…. this cotton gin was in use. Now it sits idle, abandoned and all used up. Shame really, at one time Eli Whitney would have been very proud!

The premises surrounding this once fine structure are nothing but vines, overgrown bushes and trees. When the leaves are on the trees, the gin is not visible from the road. I don’t know who owns the property now, by the looks of things, I suppose it is someone or some entity that doesn’t care.

While we were prowling around the other afternoon, Ed found scale tickets with his Dad’s name from the early 70’s along with many, many other farmers no longer walking this earth, but still in our memories. It made for a great day!

Weirdness ahead… I couldn’t see what to make that would be recognizable, so I just went nuts playing with effects.

Soapbox time, are ya ready?

Yesterday evening as Ed and I were headed south to check on animals, there stood an abandoned pup in the middle of the road. Just far enough out of town where no one could see him being dumped but too far for him to see houses and know which direction to look for help.

It was all too apparent this guy needed more than food, water and shelter, he needed medical attention and soon! Mange has left him bald about the face and head and no doubt the reason the scumbags decided he wasn’t worthy of their attention. Mange is difficult to deal with, but it can be treated and cured with a bit of patience.

He spent the night in the chicken pen at the farm and he and I made a trip to the vet’s office this morning. We were afraid to treat him for fear of damaging his eyes and we wanted Doc’s opinion before starting on this journey with yet another dog.

The good news is he will be fine, he was standing in the road at the right time cause there is no way either one of us could leave a 3-month-old pup to fend for himself. Heck, we can’t even leave a grown dog alone!

On to the soapbox part; I would dearly love to have every last person on this Earth that has taken the coward’s way out and left a poor, defenseless animal to fend for itself lined up, made to go hungry and thirsty to the point of starvation and dehydration, fed, watered and then start the process all over again! Oh! And let’s make sure it’s either the middle of summer or the dead of winter with not a shade tree or shelter in sight! Harsh? Probably, but that’s the fate of these dogs or far, far worse… at least I’m willing to let them eat and drink!

Warning! Pitiful Pup photo ahead, very hard to look at, but there is something to be thankful for. His body is not affected, it’s only his head, face, neck and a little bit of the front legs. Keep your fingers crossed we get him on the road to recovery fast!