Peter Piper

Alright, so for context, Mom and I were talking about one of Zuko’s toys, a red plastic pepper. “Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,” Mom said (don’t ask me for context, I don’t have it), to which I responded, “So if we pickled the plastic pepper, would Peter Piper pick it?” Except why would you pickle the pepper before picking it? And so the following was born:

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
But the peppers weren’t pickled when Peter Piper picked them.
Unless Peter Piper pickled the peppers on the plant…
In which case Peter Piper wasn’t a very practical pepper picker.

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Accidental Horror

The nurse offered me a hand… but it wasn’t his, and it definitely wasn’t attached to anything.

As a writer, I’m comfortably familiar with spontaneous writing prompts, or, in other words, “this random (and often absurd) sentence just popped into my head.” For the most part, though, these are comedic dialogue snippets, intriguing first lines, philosophical speculations…. you get the idea. My point being that there are certain literary genres my prompts don’t usually include, like horror. I don’t standardly write horror. Nor do I standardly read horror. And yet, during the general mind-wanderings of lunch, I seem to have accidentally produced some.

(Yes, I realize I just did an entire post about one sentence of nano fiction. No, I’m not sorry. Enjoy! Or, uh, speculate?)

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That’s… not a bird.

Alright, for context, we have a bird feeder in the backyard that gets plenty of visitors, from birds to squirrels to raccoons to the resident woodchuck. Up until recently, though, we hadn’t really had a visitor knock over the bird feeder, let alone multiple times. We were understandably curious as to which critter was responsible… until one night, I wandered up to the window, and spooked a couple of deer.

They came back later, so I got a couple of pictures (nighttime quality, but pictures nonetheless).

Deer standing next to bird feeder, head up and looking towards the camera.
Two deer, one with its head down to eat from near the bird feeder and one upright, facing away from the camera.

As a bonus, here’s a picture from when Mom spotted them a couple mornings later! (Better lighting, blurrier movement.)

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New Year, Same Cats

This week’s post features Zuko being adorable, because, well, Zuko is adorable, and I think while the “new year, new you” idea is well-intentioned, it can be a lot of pressure and lead to a lack of constancy as you try to fix all your problems at once. Sooo, here’s some pictures of Zuzu curling up with Diane and bothering Arwen to remind you that it’s ok if you’re not setting loads of new goals right now or making major life changes based on an arbitrary date — Zuko sure isn’t!

Zuko and Diane, curled up together.
Arwen inside a cardboard fort with cat head-shaped hole, head sticking out the left side as Zuko sits on top of the box, facing the same direction.
Zuko was definitely hunting Arwen here, much to her chagrin.
Arwen and Zuko in the same arrangement in the cardboard fort as the previous image, but now from a corner angle instead.
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Small Miracles

Yes, yes, I know, you’ve gotten a lot of cat photos lately. But this week had some incredibly adorable pictures. I mean, look at their wittle faces:

More impressive, though, are the next two pictures. For reference, June was by far the most opposed to our newest addition (Zuko), and, though they’re on pretty “just let me pretend you don’t exist” terms now, she’s still a bit of a holdout. Seeing them willingly interacting is pretty rare, and catching it on camera is even rarer. Hence why this week’s post is justified, because awwww.

June is to the camera's left of Zuko, who is on the far side of Diane from the camera. They are all curled up and slightly overlapping.
June is bathing Zuko on the couch.
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