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I'm gunna getchoo!
Let's just say it plainly, right now. Maybe won't chase rocks. Truly, we did try. Actually, mostly we just lazed around for a while. Here's Maybe and Glen.
Here Glen is puffing up sand and she's curious.
She also hangs out with Moet.
When she's not attacking his tail, she's copying everything he does.
Here she is being the closest thing to a cat princess I've ever seen. I'm gonna make her a tiara. Anyway, today we got our quote for liquid limestone pathways to help out with this sand situation. The quote was $3000. Wow. Wow because it's a really reasonable price. Wow because it's three grand.
Eventually, upon realising that Maybe would have none of the 'catching rocks' game that Moet does (which Moet would also have none of because he was rolling around happily in the garden), we decided to get her favourite toy outside.
She will do crazy things for this toy. She started to climb up my body once, for it.
Earlier today she tried climbing the wall to get it, which means we can now say we have a cat that literally tries to climb the walls. Bloody menace.
The Force is strong in this one.
And then you kick out to the left and you do a little jig.
It's MINE!
I told you it was mine.
Moet was hanging around but not playing. He's been very sleepy all day, and I've wondered at times if it's the weather change. He seems alert enough now. In the background is Glen's car, Patch.
The end! :)
Let's just say it plainly, right now. Maybe won't chase rocks. Truly, we did try. Actually, mostly we just lazed around for a while. Here's Maybe and Glen.
Here Glen is puffing up sand and she's curious.
She also hangs out with Moet.
When she's not attacking his tail, she's copying everything he does.
Here she is being the closest thing to a cat princess I've ever seen. I'm gonna make her a tiara. Anyway, today we got our quote for liquid limestone pathways to help out with this sand situation. The quote was $3000. Wow. Wow because it's a really reasonable price. Wow because it's three grand.
Eventually, upon realising that Maybe would have none of the 'catching rocks' game that Moet does (which Moet would also have none of because he was rolling around happily in the garden), we decided to get her favourite toy outside.
She will do crazy things for this toy. She started to climb up my body once, for it.
Earlier today she tried climbing the wall to get it, which means we can now say we have a cat that literally tries to climb the walls. Bloody menace.
The Force is strong in this one.
And then you kick out to the left and you do a little jig.
It's MINE!
I told you it was mine.
Moet was hanging around but not playing. He's been very sleepy all day, and I've wondered at times if it's the weather change. He seems alert enough now. In the background is Glen's car, Patch.
The end! :)
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It's very cute that she's copying Moet, a couple of those pictures look like he's teaching her the ways of Kitteh.
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They remind me of my sons.
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It isn't hard to understand that it is her favorite toy :)
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I hate to do this as I have noticed the most feedback on my own blog is from cat pics, but I LOVE that cat! And the pics of the two of them copying poses is LAWLs.
I am curious though. Americans have an idea that Australia is full of sand and lots of poisonous bugs/insects/snakes etc. I noticed bare feet. Is our perception of the nasty biting-stinging things of Australia off?
I imagine its regional. Like not all of Idaho is potatoes. Most is wheat and mountains. But Americans get strange ideas and aren't always culturally aware. In fact, when I first moved out here to west, some my eastern peers had puzzled knowledge-- one classmate (not a friend) asked if Idaho had electricity and how you fended off indian attacks. I really wondered how THAT person got into college.
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No, just today we found a large adult redback spider (despite the house having been treated by pest control a couple of weeks ago) where Glen was sitting. The kind of spider that you'd need antivenom for if you got bitten.
The thing is, we don't know any other way of living, we're used to it - go outside in bare feet, unless it's so hot you risk getting serious burns walking outside bare.
But yes, we have venomous bitey things. Probably not as many as Queensland, but still, a fair few. It's just... yeah, you get used to it. I know that there are dugites in the bushland behind us, which is thought to have one of the more lethal venoms in the world; I walk in that bushland a bit. Aside from general awareness, you can't get paranoid or think about it all the time; otherwise you'd never end up doing anything, or going anywhere.
And Perth is *definitely* full of sand! But not everywhere is.
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Yeah, we have clay, or at least the parts of Adelaide I've lived in have had clay. Clay with fun hydro-whatever properties, which make the houses crack but it's great for moisture retention in the garden!
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LOL When I moved from North Dakota people down to a bigger city people asked me how we survived without TV up there. Now that I live in Las Vegas (Sin City), I have people ask if I live in a hotel. I think these weird ideas we have are hilarious.
Another common one for me to hear is "you don't look American" because my heritage is a mix of Irish and Mexican. XD
Lost Vegas
I meet a lot of people who think I commute to Vegas from Los Angeles every day. :/
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They're there. It's just the things you do - like shaking out your clothes before taking them off the line or putting them on - are automatic background noise. It's like I don't have to think about things like not taking water with me when I go walking, it's just unthinkable not to. You take it for granted that This Is What You Do, and get on with life.
Also, there's the fact that Australians as a whole are typified by laid-back bloody-mindedness and a laissez-faire attitude to danger. My Dad picks up redbacks barehanded so that he can put them in a jar and take them somewhere more appropriate (to either kill or release, depending on what works best at the time). I went out to my mother's Stash Room yesterday to get something, went back inside to get my camera and Mum when I saw one of the white variants of a redback and when photos had been taken we both left it there (in one of the major lanes through piles of Stuff in that Stash Room). It wasn't doing any harm.
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And d'awwww. Copy cat Maybe-Moet. D'AWWWW.
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Maybe it's an 'eject' button!
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It was hilarious. He so desperately wants to know what that button does.
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