Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
Squirrel Wars
There was a 3-week span of time where I'd always come home to Bo staring out our kitchen window. Staring at the bird house. You see, he's been deeply engaged in a battle with a squirrel who's got a taste for the bird seed in the fancy bird feeder that Bo built.
So, before you press Play in the following video, here are some things that have gone down in this ongoing war:
- Bo moved the bird house off the platform in a tree to the middle of our little clearing, because the squirrel kept packing off all the birdseed before the birds could get to it.
- In its new location, the bird house is perched on a metal pole.
- After Bo caught the squirrel climbing the metal pole, he greased it. Yes. He greased the bird house pole. With my fancy shea butter and lavender massage bar, in fact.
- Then the squirrel began climbing the surrounding trees and kamikaze-style throwing himself in the air and landing on the bird house roof.
- So, Bo cut back all the trees.
- And then put together the following video:
- Not two days ago, Bo saw the squirrel poke his head out of the bird house door. There will be new tactics employed, mark my words.
(If video doesn't display, you can watch it here.)
So, before you press Play in the following video, here are some things that have gone down in this ongoing war:
- Bo moved the bird house off the platform in a tree to the middle of our little clearing, because the squirrel kept packing off all the birdseed before the birds could get to it.
- In its new location, the bird house is perched on a metal pole.
- After Bo caught the squirrel climbing the metal pole, he greased it. Yes. He greased the bird house pole. With my fancy shea butter and lavender massage bar, in fact.
- Then the squirrel began climbing the surrounding trees and kamikaze-style throwing himself in the air and landing on the bird house roof.
- So, Bo cut back all the trees.
- And then put together the following video:
- Not two days ago, Bo saw the squirrel poke his head out of the bird house door. There will be new tactics employed, mark my words.
(If video doesn't display, you can watch it here.)
Friday, August 5, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
Weekend Scrapbook 4
I cooked with polenta for the very first time:
And then, at the encouragement of a Twitter pal, I made my own polenta from scratch:
We (all) had pancakes for breakfast:
Speaking of pancakes:
Please do rewatch her fantastic take on "Roll Over." (At the 0:19 mark.) My old roommates taught her this trick years ago, and somehow she incorporated in her own spin and twist before flopping through a traditional roll. Some days, it takes her 3 spins before she can get through the subsequent flop over. She's special like that :)
Monday, June 27, 2011
Weekend Recap in Video
We took Rory on a field trip to Petsmart and randomly bumped into a couple with a mini-Rory. He was sooo cute! I adopted Rory when she was a year old, so I never got to see the cute patootie tiny version of her. So, while we chatted with the couple, I whipped out my fancy dancy new phone, and took video of Rory being an old granny around the puppy. Rory doesn't have a whole lot of patience for puppy craziness; she'll put up with it with perfect manners, but she'll also try to remove herself from the puppy if at all possible.
Speaking of puppies, I took Rory to a few dog adoption events on Saturday, to see if we could find her a new friend to take home with us. Obviously, we're looking at a slightly older dog, one at least 3 years old. And one who can go running with us for exercise. We only found one potential friend who was just incredibly sweet (certainly a great match for sweetie pie Rory!), but he was just too young :( I'm sure he'll make someone an awesome friend, but he just wouldn't fit into our house as well.
Here's a clip of the one potential friend, but as you can see, he's just a wee little pup:
And then we have Rory showcasing her usual bout of of crazy whenever a treat is in our hands:
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