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The Un-craven Raven

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     I was walking my dog when I saw what looked like a garbage bag flapping on the ground. We went over and saw that it was actually a large black bird. A crow hunting for food I thought and figured it would fly away when it saw us. But when my dog barked he crouched down into the grass and I knew something was wrong. I took my dog home and tried to find a box to put the crow in so that I could take him to the wild bird sanctuary. I couldn’t find anything to transport a bird so I called a friend who said yes she had the perfect box and would come with me to help.

     Our adventure began.  We were able to finally capture him and once in the dark box he calmed down (he put up a good struggle and tried to escape but was pretty weak). However on the drive over when we stopped for a light he poked his head  through the folded lid of the box and looked around with interest. I like to think that he thought he too was on a little journey with hope at the end.

     The sanctuary was about to close for the weekend and we got there just in time. It turns out that he was actually a raven not a crow but they couldn’t tell us what was wrong with him and to call back on Monday.

     Sadly the news after the weekend wasn’t good. Our little friend died shortly after we brought him in due to botulism poisoning. Our only consolation was that he died quietly and without worry of predators attacking him. I have no idea how he was poisoned, it could have been something he ate or from an injury.

     I just wished we had found him earlier and maybe he would be flying around today…



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I got a shark for Christmas. Okay it wasn’t a live one but as close as I’ll ever get to owning the real thing. He was a flying shark. Once inflated with helium you could fly him around the room by remote control.

I love sharks. I sometimes think of what I’d do if I could live my life over again (don’t you?) and know I would be a marine biologist, specializing in the health and welfare of sharks. Helping them live better lives without being hunted for cartilage, trophies or being asked to leave their home so that we can go for a swim. Ever since I saw Jaws (the real life footage by the Taylors in particular) I’ve been fascinated with sharks. My dream is to go down in a shark cage and take pictures, maybe pat them on the nose…or just grab a fin and go along for the ride.


Easter Charade

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Easter is a celebration of the resurrection of Jesus.  And while I respect those that put their trust and faith in a higher being I myself have long since given up any hope of a Divine helping hand.  Too many unanswered prayers I guess.  I love Easter (a holiday involving chocolate) but it’s still an enigma to me.  Where do the rabbits and eggs come from?  What exactly is an Easter egg?

Of course the same can be said about Christmas.  Again a religious holiday but with Christmas trees, decorations, Santa and his reindeer…how does he get around in the southern parts of the world where there’s no snow?  And don’t get me started on how obsessed we all are with giving presents.  The good thing about these holidays is that we all tend to get along a little better and become more lighthearted around these times.  So whether you are celebrating for religious reasons or for what they have become associated with down the years, have a lovely holiday!

Why can’t I have a hot?

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I have a cold and it’s my own fault.  I’ve always been lucky in that I hardly ever get what’s “going around”.  But if I get chilled all bets are off.  Just last week we had an unseasonably warm spell and like everyone else I decided to go without a hat.  Well everybody else went without hat, coat, gloves, boots…but a hat was enough for me to relinquish.  Big mistake.  By the next afternoon my throat was sore and I was burning up.  I always dreamt of a “sick” day at home in bed watching old movies, drinking tea and eating chocolate.  Well that wasn’t going to happen.  In fact the thought of chocolate made me gag so you know I was at death’s door.  Now if it had been hot I would never have caught a chill or a “cold”.  Cold.  I don’t even like the word.  I don’t like cold drinks.  I drink “un-chilled” white wine.  I only have an air-conditioner because of my dog and I have to bundle up when it’s on.  I don’t even have an ice-cube tray (actually I do but it’s for storing my watercolor paints).  Okay I know that all seems a bit extreme but I really would rather have a “hot” than a “cold” if given the choice.

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