photo taken October 2009 • title thanks to schatze

one year ago: This Coyote And This Cat!
two years ago: Hillbilly Frisbee

This winner-announcement is so late because I COULD NOT DECIDE and then the day got so beautiful I had to abandon my computer and go bond with my bovines.

However, duty calls:  I love them all all all!
There’s a peg-leg elk out there somewhere…
Quick Draw McPaw!
A Western Leg-end
This land is your land, this leg is my leg!
I’ll see your leg and raise you one.
Possession is nine-tenths of my jaw
Yeah, pilgrim. It’s an elf leg. MY elf leg!
Thievery is punishable by gnawing
Thousand Yard Stare
*If you’re lookin’ for trouble I’ll accommodate ya.”
My Three Left Feet
“Touch my Hoof…You go Poof!”
Double Dare Stare
the good, the bad and the elf leg
“You better watch your ‘elf, buddy”
You feel lucky, punk?
Yes this land belongs to everyone, but this elk leg belongs to me.

• • • First off, please pardon typos and weird punctuation – my power went out Sunday night and when I turned my computer back on, I found my keyboard keys had rearranged themselves!  When I press one key, it types a totally different character.  And I cannot find the apostrophe anywhere. BIZARRE….

Anyway, Charlie looks like he:s on the set of a Western film, ready to duel over his precious elk leg.  It is for you to title this picture – please leave your title, caption, or commentary in the comment section of this post and you:ll be in the running to win an assortment of dinosaur artifacts: a petrified dinosaur bone (I found another piece!) aged 150 million years, and two supersmooth gizzard stones (which I have written about here).

And if anyone knows how to de-poltregeist a keyboard, let me know!

photo taken April 2007

Charlie is such a lover – he curls up on my lap and licks my face and I melt from the awe of it all. It takes enormous amounts of discipline to get any work done – when he’s awake, I want to play with him, and when he’s sleeping, I just want to gaze at him.

His first night with me, I made a nest in a box for him next to my bed. He whined and cried all night and I got no sleep whatsoever. The next night, Charlie began to whimper and I scooped him out of the box and put him in bed with me up against my body. Again, I didn’t sleep a wink, I was so afraid of rolling on him. But Charlie slept soundly through the night, and has spent every night since curled up in the crook of my neck.

photo taken April 2007

photo taken April 2007