"Virgil Caine is My Name..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

Hiro is going to be the DEATH OF ME AGH. He keeps trying to climb up my bare legs so he can get cuddles; I've been wearing trousers to-day in self-defence. I can't wait until Ando comes home and he has somebody to play with. He's doing really well! He just really hasn't figured out the whole 'retractable claws' thing and he loves to get into my lap.

Maria and I are taking the Quaker out for a drive to-day, which should be fun--he keeps trying to kill us when we drive with him (two weeks ago he shied at a stop sign and cantered halfway down the wrong side of the road before Maria could get him under control, and I clutched her thigh until my hand hurt but didn't scream, and she told me she was really proud of me for it) (last week he shied at a puddle, he is useless you giez). So that should be nice.

I need to finish my preparations for Maria's graduation party. Yesterday I cleaned the house, which always makes Maggie hate me--she always runs from the place I'm vacuuming to the place I'm about to vacuum, so I chase her around the house essentially and she is not thrilled by that. I bought Maria's cup and I need to go to the store and print out a photo of her so I can draw a helix across her face and leave it on her pillow. Uh. Not that we have a strange sense of humour or anything. Or that we spend hours sometimes reimagining Gunsmoke as Star Trek ("He's dead, Matt. Dammit, I'm a doctor, not a marshal." "Beam us up, Kitty." &c).

We've been doing a lot of planting lately, and I still haven't repotted Mohindar, which I really need to do because he hates his little plastic pot. He gets all cringy and sad in it. On the plus side, the fishies are doing well, and Levin is huge--nearly eight inches long. I'm so proud of him.

We're trying to name the hen with the bad foot--can anybody think of any good (funny or fandomy) names for a lady with crinkled toes? Black Peter has become unrecognisable, but Nellie is getting more playful, and I can't wait for them to go down with the rest of the flock in the long bottom. We have Redjac and Dora and Fidel and Jol down there, as well as two buff hens, another Aracauna, and another Marron.

The weather is finally nice enough to start hanging laundry on the line again! I think we're all glad of this.

Comments

[mhari.livejournal.com]

I would suggest Hephaestus if she wasn't a ladychicken. XD

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

oh lawl that is excellent. Actually, Fidel's full name is Fidel Castro, and she's a hen, so we're clearly not big on cis-gendering our names here.

[softerthansound.livejournal.com]

Strange, maybe, but I'm living in farmland for really the first time, since this is upstate New York (ah, truly the wilderness), and whenever I drive to and from town to Bard, there are several little farms I pass and every time I see their laundry hanging out to dry, I get so happy. It's such a comforting image.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

I think hanging laundry is one of the best things ever. Some of the Mennonites have veritable rainbows swinging on their lines.

[tomecatti.livejournal.com]

My cat has forgotten the retractable claws thing. When we are sitting in the living room and she is around, there are frequent cries of "Gah! Dammit!"

May I suggest "Oedipusette"?

*glomp!*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

he is SO AWFUL. omg.

*snorts* Oh man. I don't know whether Maria will approve or not.

♥!

[the-chloroplast.livejournal.com]

Oh! Oh! I found Gunsmoke on tvland, only it had no Chester. :(

As to the chicken-naming, something that has to do with foot-binding?

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

aklfjaklsf did it have Festus?

That's a little awful. XD We're still thinking about it. Also, guess what! Two more poults hatched to-day, and there are another two hatching AS. WE. SPEAK. I checked them around nine o'clock and just their beaks were sticking out.