We've been enjoying our time home. We've been climbing in Boulder Canyon, Eldo and hitting the road on our bikes (we rode to Jamestown this morning for fun). Not only are we leisure barons, but I designated us today as EXTREME leisure barons. Life is great!
The parrots continue to love their life here. They get out of their room, play, visit and are really enjoying themselves. Recently they hung out with us in the kitchen while we prepared and ate breakfast. Happily, breeding season is over so they are not each (the males at least) vying for Alpha-male all the time. Peace is again with them all.
Though we've been in the midst of a heinous drought, we did finally get a tiny bit of rain last night. In lieu of any measurable rain in months (it's really quite bad) we were treated to a full, double, spectacular rainbow. They were so huge that we couldn't capture them in the camera frame. They lasted at least an hour - disappearing only because it got dark. Amazing.
Another bit of 'extreme' living has been something called dubbed "cat-in-a-bag." If you have a cat, you know how they get into everything. Pente recently "helped" with the unloading of groceries. It was quite funny! She wrestled the plastic bags for some time before becoming bored with them.
One thing that we do that we are not psyched about is picking up steaming piles of dog poo out of the front yard. What is up with that? About three times a week we are greeted with a new horse-poo sized mass in the front. If you own a dog, pick up it's poo (unless it is in your own yard and you like it)!!! I know people think that everyone loves *their* dog, but when the beast is leaving huge piles in someone else's front yard, I can assure the owners of the yard DON'T love the crapping-dog... no matter how "cute" it is.
Oh, we know what's up with offending dog owners - because we've caught the them in the act at night. They come out under the cloak of darkness to let their dogs unleash an ungodly steaming pile in our yard. Yeah - we caught one offender last night. She hurriedly bolted from the front yard before the deed was completed. Gnarly!
So today begins chapter one (and hopefully the last chapter) in the war on pooing dogs. I purchased a sign. And I added my own artwork (see poo, pile and steam). It is now proudly displayed in the front yard. We'll see if this helps a bit. At the minimum, we feel it will give a passer-by a giggle.
P.S. Since this entry is a catch-all of sorts, I figured I should update you on the mama bear that has been coming to the neighborhood. Seems they relocated here a LONG way from here, but she kept coming back. So sadly, she has been euthanized. :( The story is here if you are interested: http://www.dailycamera.com/news/2008/jul/23/wildlife-officers-kill-south-boulder-bear/
Friday, July 25, 2008
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