Boondock Babble: Tweety Unplugged

Monday, April 7, 2008

Tweety Unplugged

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

I'm sure most of you remember Tweety and Sylvester. That comic duo who somehow managed to coexist in spite of Sylvester's insatiable appetite for feathers and Tweety's talent for getting out of sticky situations, or at times merely amusing himself by pulling pranks on an incredibly unsuspecting cat.This morning I was sitting outside, breathing in the fresh air as I enjoyed the many sights and sounds of birds and squirrels, butterflies, bees and of course the cats, in various stages of feralness (is that a word?) we inherited when acquiring our home in the country 3 years ago. Daniel, my husband came out and fed the cats as he does every morning. The kittens and their mama had their fill followed by the other two adult cats. When only one cat, dubbed Sweety by the kids, remained, finishing his breakfast I heard what I thought was a kitten, "mewing" near his general location. The "mew" then moved, sounding a bit distressed, but only one mew. It also sounded like it was coming from a tree, just a bit further away from the cat's food dish. It then moved again, one solitary mournful "mew". I looked up, searching the trees for a kitten in distress but only saw a Blue Jay, which was in the process of flitting from one tree to another a bit closer to me. Another mew and another, still closer to me until I saw the bird fly into the fir tree nearest me and heard the "mew" again. The "mew" was coming from the Blue Jay!Sweety has been rather distressed the last few weeks as his best buddy had passed on and he has just recently struck up a friendship with the kittens. As I watched and listened the Blue Jay let out another "mew" and here came Sweety. He came nearer us, maybe 50 feet from the food dish and in the Blue Jays line of vision. He sat there, looking around and started meowing his, "Where's my friend?" meow. At this point the Blue Jay made a beeline for the food dish where he was joined by another Blue Jay.I'm giving it an hour before Sweety starts complaining to us that he's hungry....
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Ma's Babblin'

Like every good Boondock Ma, I cook, and on occasion, have been known to clean. I knit, crochet, and have some experience with a needle 'n thread.
We play in the garden. Pa tills it the old fashioned way, by hand, with a shovel and hoe. Come harvest time, we can and freeze the resulting bounty.
Don't use those newfangled electronic dishwashers. My dishes git done up by hand, then dry all natural like in the strainer. I make my own laundry detergent, and hang my clothes out to dry. I'll hang my head in shame and admit, I haven't gotten 'round to tryin' my hand at makin' my own bar soap. It's on the list...
We heat with wood, which comes in right handy durin' those wet, cold winter months for dryin' our clothes on the rack. We git our water from a well, although we do leave the pumpin' to an electrical gadget, simply known by most as a "well pump".
Our young-uns git their exercise the old fashioned way as well. They run 'n play outside in the fresh country air. They also pitch in and help with the wood splittin' and stackin'.
No cable tee-vee in our humble home, but lots o' readin', courtesy of the public library in town.
We're homeschoolin' folks, and have a grand time with that. Somewhere down the line we got it in our heads that learnin', like work outta be fun!
I have two young-uns at home, and two all grown up, the oldest of which is hitched and got two young-uns of her own! My second oldest is doin' a great job of forgin' ahead in the big city, and has even started her own bakin' and caterin' business. All four of my young-uns are doin' me right proud!