tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post2521980774877934538..comments2023-11-28T20:13:15.814-05:00Comments on e-i-e-i-omg! The final chapter?: Firsts and FitsSusanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-13077100342474774462016-10-03T09:45:21.899-04:002016-10-03T09:45:21.899-04:00Beverley - LOL!Beverley - LOL!Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-41446959750439848022016-10-03T09:45:06.352-04:002016-10-03T09:45:06.352-04:00Carol - OMG, that doesn't even sound physicall...Carol - OMG, that doesn't even sound physically possible! It's amazing how much physical prowess we had in our early years!!! :)Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-4146289356692157702016-10-03T09:44:29.878-04:002016-10-03T09:44:29.878-04:00Mama Pea - I'm not expecting any miracles. No...Mama Pea - I'm not expecting any miracles. Not totally, anyway.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-41035811666072615812016-10-03T09:43:40.378-04:002016-10-03T09:43:40.378-04:00Fiona - Isn't the first crow the most awful so...Fiona - Isn't the first crow the most awful sound? I was surprised that Bunny sounded fairly fully formed - he must have been practicing in his head.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-43810554371712601652016-10-03T09:42:46.959-04:002016-10-03T09:42:46.959-04:00Debra - At least they were rather nice-but-saggy p...Debra - At least they were rather nice-but-saggy panties. If I was going to leave them in my wake, I didn't have to also suffer from the humility of Hanes in my 20s.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-89456660657806496142016-10-03T09:41:52.793-04:002016-10-03T09:41:52.793-04:00Vera, I tend to name them in groups - The Goldies,...Vera, I tend to name them in groups - The Goldies, The Dotties. It's so much easier...Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-29706017615845818902016-10-02T16:04:20.301-04:002016-10-02T16:04:20.301-04:00Hahaha! Reminded me of a walk to work through a bu...Hahaha! Reminded me of a walk to work through a busy city when my 'hold ups' well, didn't. Thankfully it was a short distance to the office whereupon cellotape was deployed for the rest of the day. Ooooh my thighs.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02233707777000649567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-10773103628854585772016-09-30T22:08:31.644-04:002016-09-30T22:08:31.644-04:00I was 12 or 13 years old, walking home from school...I was 12 or 13 years old, walking home from school, and the elastic on my undies gave out. This was in the days when girls weren't allowed to wear pants to school, only dresses or skirts. At that age, I would have died before simply stepping out of them and going commando the rest of the way home. So I juggled a huge pile of books and notebooks, maybe a purse (I don't remember), and holding up my panties for the remainder of the walk home. Worst.walk.ever.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-24883812907233808162016-09-30T21:32:53.553-04:002016-09-30T21:32:53.553-04:00Not to make you worry about your dear Juno anymore...Not to make you worry about your dear Juno anymore than you already are, but we once had a goat go down in much the same way as your Juno has. We hand fed her (apples were her very favorite) for many days, her appetite was good and she didn't seem to be suffering except for the fact that she couldn't stand. She managed to poop and pee with seemingly no trouble, all from her prone position. One morning she was soundly asleep when we went to her. So soundly asleep we knew it was over. We knew the local wildlife expert with the DNR and asked him to come out and do an autopsy because we wanted to know what had happened. He said everything looked very normal except her lungs were "hard." I tell you this in the hopes that you won't feel Juno is suffering. Our Misty didn't seem to be either. She just went peacefully.Mama Peahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03649357184167949247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-4861114600146491642016-09-30T20:28:30.704-04:002016-09-30T20:28:30.704-04:00That first crow....ahh the memories...ahhh our &qu...That first crow....ahh the memories...ahhh our "Periscope" the hawk injured chick who is a house chicken. He scared us to death the other day with a horrible horrible noise. He was smug when we checked him out. He is sure he sounds just like Shoeless Joe. NOT.<br /><br />Your love of your animals is a delight. They are worth all the extras. As to your BGP fail...I will chuckle about that for quite some time. God Bless you and your animals!Fionahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05348495575211204989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-5197882154181416562016-09-30T14:48:42.085-04:002016-09-30T14:48:42.085-04:00Ha ha, love that panties story!Ha ha, love that panties story!Debra She Who Seekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01845703092794695023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-60122752107786326692016-09-30T14:44:14.905-04:002016-09-30T14:44:14.905-04:00It is no use naming our animals as I would never r...It is no use naming our animals as I would never remember them! Verahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13235143664894609891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-943859902254995522016-09-30T12:31:24.848-04:002016-09-30T12:31:24.848-04:00Even with all the worry and drama, your post makes...Even with all the worry and drama, your post makes me miss all my animals even more desperately. Leaving them behind is the worst part of traveling....Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01550786937196525098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-16853691774813989112016-09-30T11:58:42.998-04:002016-09-30T11:58:42.998-04:00Susan - I tend to be a little over-frugal with my ...Susan - I tend to be a little over-frugal with my underwear. I have not, necessarily, learned my lesson but I rarely wear skirts so they can't fall far... :)Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4030352031960855220.post-28579749538282428572016-09-30T11:55:15.421-04:002016-09-30T11:55:15.421-04:00I'm sure you are still capable of handling a p...I'm sure you are still capable of handling a pants in the street situation with aplomb. Only wish I had been there-I would have been helpless with laughter.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12830177691014290662noreply@blogger.com