When @kristadb1 tweeted that she was going to take a suitcase full of cod tongues home with her from Newfoundland, I had some trouble wrapping my mind around the concept. Cod tongues? Surely that was a secret code word for steak. Fish don’t have tongues. Do they?
Summer is in full force here at Caterpickles Central, and someone’s reading list this week reflects it. See if you can figure out The Eleven-Year-Old’s summer…
This morning when I came downstairs for my necessary cup of coffee, I spied a bedraggled brown lump floating on the surface of the swimming pool. On closer inspection, it proved to be a dead mouse. Which brings us to today’s question: “There’s a dead mouse in the pool. Is it time to freak out?”
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Apparently the Opossums-That-Be didn’t much care for my recent post on what to do if an opossum visits your backyard. In fact, they seem to have gotten pretty riled up. When my brother-in-law showed up for work last week, he found Bruiser here waiting for him.
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Last week, when The Eleven-Year-Old and I came home from school, we discovered our normally sleepy cat on high alert. Turns out there was an opossum in our backyard. “Oh no,” said my 11-year-old daughter. “Is it time to freak out?”
I have never seen this kind of flower outside of a florist arrangement before. But there it was, just growing next to a fence post because…
First, an apology. Between tax time and birthday season and spring break, it’s been a while since I have had time to check in here at…
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