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7 Photos, 7 Days; Day 7!

Merry Samhain! Happy Halloween! And a good boo! to you all!

Today is my last day of my Photos From My Life series. Did you guys like anything in particular? I always think it’s interesting to see photos from someone else’s life. Where are they? What do they tend to take pictures of?

Some people take pictures of places, or things, moments, or other people so they can hide behind the lens instead of being in front of it. Some take pictures of places and people they love to remember.

As I was looking through my social media today, I counted how many of the past years I have thrown on scrubs and dressed up on Halloween as my alter ego: Meredith Grey. Since I created my personal Facebook page in 2008, I have dressed in scrubs 6 out of the last 9 years, with 2 other years as Alice (one was Evil Alice, inspired by Warehouse 13), and one year I was Sarah Sanderson. (and if you don’t know who that is, get your booootay over to Amazon and order Hocus Pocus stat!!)

This year I am dressing up as an Arkham inspired Steampunk Harley Quinn. (I’ll post pix tomorrow! The girl child is doing my make up!)

So, onward to the final Black & White Photo for my series!

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Merry Samhain! ❤ ~ Xun

Critters, part 2

Okay, so when I wrote about the furry critters a week and a half ago I honestly meant to post a second blog about the crabbies a few days later….but, well, life happened.

Hubs left the country, and I (on schedule) started coughing green shit up again and spent 4 days pretty sure I actually had an invisible ice pick in the back of my neck. The ghosts that stabbed me with an ice pick around C6 (and if you get that, I’m sorry….but yay for you! for knowing what the hell I’m talking about half the time!) seemed to have pulled it out, and despite the fact that I seem to cycle around 3-5 weeks between coughing green crap up (but there’s nothing wrong and I don’t need a bronchoscopy) and it cycling back back to me being able to breathe without my inhaler, I’m surviving 2016. Sort of.

Anyway….the crabbies….

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The crabby enclosure. They have it pretty good.

Because we have the 3 cats, we seem to acquired hermit crabs too. Because that makes sense.

First we have Speedy. We’ve had him the longest. (I think it’s a him….do hermit crabs have genders??) Speedy and another crabby (who has since died) that my oldest won for my youngest at the county fair 2 1/2 years ago started this whole thing.

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Speedy

Next up is Stimpy. Kid asked for a name, I graduated in ’91…do the math =)

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Stimpy, despite his namesake, isn’t as social.

We also have Harry. Because it turns out that hermit crabs do better in colonies of at least 3, and the kid is a Harry Potter geek =)

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The pink shell was actually George’s, but he grew, so Harry’s apartment hunting.

Finally, we have George, who is huge! We all agree he must be a different sub-species of hermit crab or something, but he got BIG over about a year.

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George

So, there you have it. Three cats, and four hermit crabs.

We’ve always had animals, and lots of different kinds. I had peach canaries a few years ago, we’ve had hamsters, parakeets, … a ferret named Mokie who was in love with my Border Collie Dera. Seriously, it was like a Pepe le Pew cartoon. Mokie has a new home with 4 other ferrets after we moved several years ago, and we lost Dera 2 years ago. Her ashes are on my mantle. My kids have grown up around all kinds of critters to love and raise. The circle of life and all that.

Now we have rescue cats and some hermit crabs.