Driving through March

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March started off with the spring break. We spent three nights at the camp. This was a first. We cooked, read and hung out at the camp. It was a haven for the dogs. The kids and Kylo were gone for long stretches of time. The weather was rainy and wet, but that didn’t stop anyone from having a good time.

March was also unusual in a different way. We are not a movie going family. We watch movies at home. But we did see two movies this March. These were Kung Fu Panda 4 and Dune 2. Both were awesome and made for nice times.

Other than that it has been a lot of driving for us. Tanya is determined to get her driver’s license next month. We have been pushing to go driving every evening, and also mornings on weekends. That means we spend a lot of time in the car aimlessly driving around. She is making good progress.

As we get into spring, projects are beckoning. These include a much needed renovation of our kitchen countertop, insulation of Leena’s room and Tanya’s bus-mog camper project. The bus-mog is a vehicle that Johan has put together. It has a Unimog front and a school body, welded together. The bus-mog is being made into a camper. Tanya spent time insulating it to get the project further.

March ended with Easter, organized by EB Hopster the bunny. We had our usual chocolate and treat style fun.

Kylo Ren the dog: Let me tell you the most exciting thing that happened to me this month. In case you don’t know this about me yet, I am the official duck chaser of our household. Random Pennsylvania duck couples come to lay eggs by our backyard pond. Now, this might sound cute to you, but the ducks are no picnic. They tear up the carefully planted water plants and eat the goldfish in the pond. Plus they poop all over the place. So whenever the duck couple lands, my job is to go running to the pond in a tearing rage and frighten the bejesus out of them. It’s a lot of fun!

So the other day, I was out in the yard on my duck chasing duty with Leena. The ducks quickly flew away, leaving the hunter instinct in me dissatisfied. I wanted more! And so I looked around. And there was Lazy Laurie, the chicken, giving me her usual disdainful look. Lazy Laurie is brown, but that look made me see red! So I went after her in a tearing rage. I had her in my mouth and was going to do her in once and for all. Now, I always look at Leena as if she is a tiny, swattable insect, but she earned my respect that day. She yelled and ran in my direction, and just as I was about to take a bite out of Lazy Laurie, she put her fingers in my mouth and pulled so hard that I couldn’t shut my mouth! While I was trying to get my mouth free, Lazy Laurie ran in the coop. I went after her, but Baby the chicken puffed up and went at me. At that moment, feeling outnumbered, the fight went out of me. I went back to the house, only to be scolded big time by mom and locked up in the crate. What a sorry end to my adventure.

Lazy Laurie the chicken: Well folks, I happen to be the chicken of the month. I would have used the phrase, “the flavor of the season”, but “flavor” sounds a bit risky. As mentioned above by the monster Kylo Ren, he tried to kill me. My dearest human mom Leena saved my life. While I am number one on the pecking order, Leena certainly tops me in rank and status. Once Kylo Ren was overpowered and confined, Leena came back to find me. I was in a state of shock. My mouth was lolling about and my eyes were glassed over. She got worried and so she took me inside the house. There I got royally pampered right in front of Kylo Ren’s nose. I was first hugged and sang to by mom. When that didn’t do the trick, they got me some cream and butter to eat. Seeing fresh cream got me back to my senses. I greedily ate some. My humans were so happy that they gave me multiple helpings of cream, followed by bird feed. I am happy to report that at the end of my feeding, I was back to feeling normal, and was able to join my sisters in the yard once again.

I was once again the star of the show when the humans had a bit of a nasty surprise in the form of some spring bugs emerging from their basement into their living room. Their usual course of action would be vacuuming followed by bleach cleaning. However, after years of living with us, they have gotten sufficiently trained to consider me as their first line of defense. So they brought me in.

You may not know this about me, but along with being chicken number one on the pecking order, I possess some additional qualities that set me apart. They include my fastidious attention to detail, my pro active nature and inclination to take initiative. Corporate America could learn a whole lot from me. Using the above-mentioned traits, I went about my pest control job with diligence. Carefully and painstakingly, I picked up and ate every last bug that had dared to invade my human family’s coop. My humans were most impressed. Imagine being impressed by my ability to eat (hehe). Humans are easy to impress. I am happy to report, that following my pest control and their clean up, the human home is now bug free.

EB Hopster the bunny: Hello there. Before calling it a day, a word from me. I am, after all, the animal of the month. No easter month can be complete without a blog from me.

To the uninitiated, I am EB Hopster. EB stands for, you guessed it, Easter Bunny. I go all over America and Europe leaving chocolate eggs and various treats for kids on Easter day. If you have been especially good, I leave a note for you to read. You can find one such note in the pictures below. This year, at Elf land, I was helped by my Elf assistant Tanya, who explained the layout of the land to me, so that I could leave treats in appropriate locations. I made sure that Easter at Elf Land was a success. Thanks for the applause. Time for me to destroy some tulips.

Punxsutawney Phil clears the air

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Daisy the chicken: Who goes there?

Groundhog: Why, hello there! Punxsutawney Phil here.

Daisy the chicken: Oh my goodness! (Gets star struck and faints).

Groundhog: Hello? Chicken, are you okay? (Pokes Daisy with his snout a couple of times). Oopsie. I think I scared her. To tell you the truth my friends, I am NOT Punxsutawney Phil (hee hee). I was jesting (continues poking and nursing the fainted chicken). I decided to blog here in order to put the common misconception to rest. I read that Daisy the chicken mentioned in her last blog that Punxsutawney Phil bit a mayor’s ear. However, this is false.

Allow me to elaborate. I am the biggest fan of Punxsutawney Phil. He has worked tirelessly to elevate us groundhogs to stardom. He has befriended many a mayors despite being in an extremely groggy state when he is unceremoniously yanked out of his safe spot every February to predict the onset of spring. Now before you dismiss this achievement, realize that this means he has to adjust to a whole different body temperature in minutes and then actually hold a conversation with a human. And boy, has Phil delivered! Not only has he predicted the arrival of spring with super high accuracy (he is correct a whopping 39% of the time), but also at his current age of 138 years he has outlived generations of groundhogs ( to the uninformed, our lifespan is 6 years). Yes, my friends, ol’ Phil from Punxsutawney, PA is your regular Groundhog God! (Licks chicken beak a few times to revive her).

“What about Daisy’s claim that Phil bit the mayor’s ear”, you may ask. As it turns out, the groundhog who did this is a cheap Phil wannabe. This was actually Jimmy, an “official” (smirk) groundhog of Sun Priarie, Wisconsin. Well folks. You get what you pay for. If you are going to ask some random groundhog about the weather, the said groundhog will do exactly what most of us mortals would do in that situation. We would try to rip away the offending object between us and our hibernation bed. Jimmy isn’t wrong. He just isn’t Phil. He just isn’t groundhog God. So, please, kindly stop associating paparazzi rumors with our Phil the great, who is now back in his cozy hole in Punxsutawney, PA.

Daisy the chicken: Opens eyes and stares. Wait, what?! So you are not Punxsutawney Phil? Ladies! Intruder! Attack!!