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Post by roverpup on Feb 27, 2022 14:18:56 GMT
Hope you have (had) a very, very happy birthday llminnowpea! It's good to celebrate your special day!!
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Post by llminnowpea on Feb 27, 2022 14:49:25 GMT
Thank you! Was it you, roverpup, that posted the beautiful photos of strawberries? I hope I am remembering right because every time I have strawberries with my breakfast, I think of that photo.
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Post by mllemass on Feb 27, 2022 15:10:18 GMT
You were SUPPOSED to look at it so you could gasp along with Lola and the rest of the audience! You now need to re-watch the movie and look at the rabbit and gasp!
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Post by roverpup on Feb 27, 2022 15:15:22 GMT
I don't think I post any strawberry pix but I might have done one of a raspberry dessert I made for Dano's birthday. Can't post the pix now - keep getting an error message because it says the forum has overloaded its capacities.
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Post by MagdaFR on Feb 27, 2022 15:15:27 GMT
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Post by mllemass on Feb 27, 2022 16:43:27 GMT
My bird story:
For many years, I had to drive through country roads to get to work. There seemed to be a time of year (spring, maybe?) when birds would fly very low, crossing in front of me as I drove. Unfortunately, there were times when they flew too low and I knew that my car had hit them. Every time, though, I could see in my rear-view mirror that the bird either flew on, or was walking around, stunned, before flying again.
But one sunny day, I was driving back to work after meeting my coworkers at a restaurant for lunch, and a bird flew particularly low in front me. I could hear that I had hit it, but this time, I didn’t see it through my rear-view mirror. I hoped it was ok, and by the time I got to work, I had forgotten all about it. A few minutes later, the secretary came to find me. She had arrived after me and had walked past my car, and said that there was a bird sticking out from the front of my car! So I went out to look, and sure enough, there was the back end and legs of a bird wedged into the grille of my car! The poor bird! I wanted to cry. I found a plastic bag, wrapped it around my hand and pulled the bird out. I will never forget how thin and bony the bird felt in my plastic-covered hand. There was a convenient garbage can right there, so I tied up the bag and threw it in.
I will never understand why birds flew in front of me when they had a big wide open sky available to them!
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Post by roverpup on Feb 27, 2022 17:13:31 GMT
Dan got hit in the back of the head by a bird who was just taking flight and miscalculated the space it needed to achieve liftoff.
Some birds are just shitty navigators I guess. Of course animals have to all these calculations in their head so that could excuse a lot of mistakes.
Dano and I once watched a raccoon assess the amount of risk it faced crossing a busy road. She/he waited patiently looking back and forth several times at the traffic, then started out into the road, retreated and then went through this routine another time, until it just shrugged and shuffled back into the nearby woods. You could practically hear the thought process going on. Amazing.
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Post by mllemass on Feb 27, 2022 17:32:53 GMT
Hey! That’s the start of my raccoon story coming soon!
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