Posted in News, Real Life

Pain In My Paw

I hurt my paw hand the other day. I was doing a lot of things with my right paw/hand/whatever and my paw was like “Umm…Tipsy…can you slow it down a wee bit? I’m kinda tired!”. I didn’t pay that much attention to it at the time but now I can’t help but give it a lot of attention. It hurts! Mr. C. Cow has rubbed it. Bishop gave me a bag of frozen peas to put on it. Marslean looked up something called “acu-smacking”. Acu-punching? Puncture? I’m not exactly sure what it’s called but it’s suppose to help.

My paw hurt has made me really sad this week. We can’t drive far in the camper because it hurts to grip the wheel. I can’t expect Mr. C. to do all of the driving. It’s not fair to him. (He also gets tired real easy and tries to drive with his mouth. Safety tip: don’t drive with your mouth!)

To cheer me up Bishop gave me a bunch of photos he found in a safety manual so Mr. C. Cow and I could try to guess what they mean. He knows us so well!

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Moonwalking on a beam is STRICTLY PROHIBITED!

I think that, deep down underneath all that bear fur, Bishop thinks it’s funny when we try to make up our own safety sign meanings. He probably doesn’t think it’s funny when we do it in his shop but doesn’t mind if we do it sitting on the couch.

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1. Beware of mean steaks while walking on rocks.  2. When lightning and a lock love each other very much they end up with a screen baby.  3. Red buttons sometimes need band aids when pushed too hard. 

I’m going to go get another frozen bag of veggies to put on my paw. This bag of peas is starting to melt and it’s making Mr. C. Cow hungry. If I keep it on any longer I’m afraid he’s going to steal it and make soup.

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1. If you try to break up the love between lightning and a lock they will drop a beam on your head.  2. Don’t play with buttons while someones trying to jump over sharp rocks.  3. Be sure to use the proper wrench while taking a splinter out of a finger. 

“Tipsy” Cerulean

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Pushing buttons will not make guitar picks and soda tabs fall from the conveyor god in the sky. Ask nicely. 

I want to thank my husband who is the real life Bishop (and character model) for the safety photos. He’s not a polar bear in real life but some might mistake him for one. Especially when he’s wearing a hard hat.

I did hurt my hand from spending an entire day typing postcard related stuff, photo editing, and drawing for my other site “Lizzy Zilla”. I have to learn that one cannot draw three comics, do a postcard post, photo edit, AND all the other stuff I have to do in one day. My advice? If you’re hand yells at you to take a break TAKE A BREAK!

Also want to thank my daughter who is the model with which I base the character of Marslean after. She really did look up acupuncture stuff. Please check out her photography website HERE as a big thank you!

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Posted in Nature, Real Life

Rainy Day Hoof Covers

We’ve been getting a lot of rain lately. So much rain that I’ve sometimes felt that the sun had gone on vacation. Last month it rained for three days in a row. I thought that the sun had skipped vacation and decided to just retire. All of this rain was getting tiresome and there was more on the way.

“April Showers Bring Wet Grass So Don’t Even Try To Mow The Lawn Today.” – Something or other that Bishop said last month. 

Mr. C. Cow LOVES the rain. He likes to stomp in puddles and do some sort of rain dance. His rain dance involves a lot of booty wiggling and hoof clapping. Since we were going to be getting lots more rain (and a few thunderstorms!) Mr. C. went online to, who knows where, and bought himself a new pair of “rainy day hoof covers”. I snapped a picture of him outside during our last rain in his hoof covers.

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Wet Cow!

I wonder where he goes to buy “rainy day hoof covers”. He’s been wearing his yellow ones with the blue swirls a lot lately but also owns a pair of pink ones with green stars. Maybe, for his birthday, I’ll get him a raincoat and hat to match.

Mr. C. Cow loves to puddle stomp but knows to come in when it starts to thunder. Do you remember the saying “When it roars go indoors?”. He follows that rule better than anyone I know. As soon as it starts to “Kraaaaaaarrk” out side he’s inside before it can even finish its last “aarrk”. I’m glad he’s into weather safety because I don’t want to see him get zapped by lightning or something worse. Mr. C. also knows that I am deathly afraid of thunderstorms. While at home Bishop will keep me occupied with tales of heavy machinery while Mr. C. Cow makes us all hot cocoa. If Marslean is around she’ll sometimes play cards with me while Mr. C. Cow makes us all hot cocoa. (Mr. C. has a fondness for hot cocoa.)

“Hot Cocoa Makes Everything In This World Better!” – Something Mr. C. Cow said this month.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Real Life Photo (During a real storm!) taken my yours truly.

Drawing of Mr. C. Cow also by me.

I know that a lot of places have been hit hard by the weather as of late. Our thoughts go out to you! If you would like to help out those who have had disaster hit their lives then I recommend you check out the Red Cross to see what you can do to help.

Posted in Real Life

Broom-Lift

Bishop had Mr. C. Cow help him out in the shop today. While Bishop did paperwork on some construction materials he had ordered he asked Mr. C. if he could help out by sweeping up the shop. Shops, no matter how neat you try to be, always end up all sorts of dusty. Mr. C. Cow was more than happy to help out. Sweeping, for some strange reason, is one of his favorite chore related pastimes. I think it’s because he gets a kick out of the giant shop broom.

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Bishop doing paperwork.

The sweeping was going splendidly for, around, ten minutes before Mr. C. Cow got distracted by a piece of construction equipment. Now….as you all know…Bishop has, currently, banned Mr. C. from driving any of the equipment. Until Mr. C. Cow can learn proper safety and how to use equipment the way it’s suppose to be used he is forbidden to drive on anything. No forklifts. No lawnmowers. No steam rolling, ground punching, or trench digging machinery allowed. Bishops not being mean. He’s just worried that Mr. C. Cow will not only hurt himself but also do damage to property and equipment. He even signed the lil’ cow up for safety courses so that, in the future, he can hop on anything he wants.

Do you think Mr. C. Cow behaved himself and finished sweeping the shop?

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Oh No Mr. C. Cow!!!!!

No. He didn’t listen! Mr. C. felt that he could get the sweeping done faster if he was to attach multiple brooms to a forklift.  Lucky for him that I was the one that happened to walk into the shop while he was driving around looking for more brooms.

“Mr. C!!!!!” I exclaimed as I rushed (carefully as to not get run over) into the shop. “You’ve been forbidden to drive any of the equipment until you’ve had your classes!!!!”.

Mr. C. Cow tried to explain that he wanted to do an excellent job of shop cleaning to impress Bishop. I told him he didn’t need to use a forklift to do a sweeping job. Bishop will love the job done with a regular broom. No need to get all crazy.  At least Mr. C. Cow remembered to wear a safety hat.

After Mr. C. understood that a regular broom would be just fine I pointed out the safety stickers that were on the forklift. Until you know exactly what they mean you shouldn’t be driving a forklift.

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The third picture looks like he’s attempting to pry the machine apart like some sort of jail cell bar bending jailbreak. 

After we spent a few minutes discussing the importance of respecting equipment Mr. C. Cow went back to sweeping up the rest of the shop. Just in time because Bishop was just walking back from his now finished paperwork. I’m REALLY glad that Mr. C. starts his safety classes this week. He really wants to make everyone proud.

You already make us proud Mr. C. Cow!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos and artwork all done by yours truly. 

Posted in Nature, Park, Real Life

Ghosts Of Trees Past

Mr. C. Cow and I were taking a walk the other day as a fun and safe way to relax. Little did we know that nature had other plans for us.

DUN DUN DUN!!!

Seriously we were in a wrong place at the wrong time situation. It was a pretty windy day and we were in the middle of the woods when…BAM….a HUGE half of a dead tree fell from way up high and landed on the trail in front of us. I would have gotten a good picture of this tree on the path but we ran away before other things started falling from the sky. One minute it’s a half a tree and the next it could be the whole tree. I felt like we were under some sort of nature attack.

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Please Don’t Drop Anything On Us Ms. Tree!

When that tree fell many feet down to the ground it freaked out both Mr. C. and myself. I ran in one direction while Mr. C. galloped in another. He hid in a bush and I ran like the sky was falling. After our near death by tree experience we decided to not go on a hike.

What does one do when they are almost squished flat by nature? Play “Frog Hide And Seek” of course!

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I See You Tiny Froggy!

I am especially good at playing hide and seek with frogs. Being pretty short I’m closer to the ground and can find them under leaves. Mr. C. Cow has a bit of an issue since he is bigger and has four hoofs. Instead of running around looking he has to tread lightly. Apologizing to a frog because you accidentally gave them a face full of hoof kinda ruins the game.

What have we learned today? We learned to not give a face full of hoof to a frog. They don’t like that. We also learned that you shouldn’t attempt to take a hike on a really windy day. Dead trees might fall from the sky and try to haunt you flat.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

We are avid nature peeps and recommend you check out the NASPD to find a state park in your area!

Also…we were, honestly, on a hike and a tree almost hit us! How rude!

Posted in Real Life

Who The Heck Is Max?

Bishop got his new lawn mower! Huzzah! Much celebration in the lawn cutting arts. Mr. C. Cow was especially excited because he, accidentally (kinda), broke the last lawn mower by thinking you could drive it “Off-Lawn”. He was thinking it was like an off-road vehicle that you drove off the beaten path. What Mr. C. didn’t understand was that you can’t drive it on gravel. Or in a lake. Or over a giant mud puddle at full lawn mowing speed. This is probably the number one reason why Mr. C. Cow has been banned from driving any of our equipment. Bishop isn’t being mean. He’s just trying to save us a bit of money and time fixing things that get broken. (Sorry Mr. C. but we will only let you drive the small things now. Not being mean but you need a bit of equipment driving practice.)

With a great piece of rider lawnmower equipment comes the great responsibility of trying to figure out what the heck the safety stickers are trying to tell us. Mr. C. Cow and  I tried our very best to figure these beauties out:

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When seeing lawn gnome behind you be sure to twist your head at a 180 degree angle.

I don’t know about you but I don’t think that a head is supposed to twist in that direction. Unless you’re an owl. (Major shout out to all the owls in my life! Hoot! Hoot!)

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If you are totally overheated do not depend on a gas can or some weird shack to help you.

Mr. C. Cow and I think that this safety sticker is really trying to tell us that they are not hot as much as they are really angry at the state of things. Don’t try to fix my anger by giving me a funky purse. Don’t try to fix my anger by making me sit in some sort of tiny home and tell me that I can get by with a kitchen the size of a bath mat. Lawn mower is angry. Give it some space.

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Double Safety! If you get D’s on your report card you get your digits chopped off. If you try to put your hand in to join a double G game they will be denied because they are not G enough.

I am so confused by these safety stickers! Where am I suppose avoid the alphabet? Am I suppose to study really hard to not get a D in any subject?  Both of us are now having nightmares that our digits will be eaten by the alphabet. This is not the best way to teach anyone their ABC’s.

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If you not give Max at least 15 percent you’re totally doomed. DOOMED!

Who is this Max fellow and how are we suppose to give him 15 percent? 15 percent of what? If we don’t know who Max is then are we automatically doomed? Neither Mr. C. Cow or myself want to be doomed! Maybe we should ask Bishop who this Max fellow is. Maybe we should stop trying to figure out what these safety signs mean and ask Bishop to explain them to us. Maybe we should just stop touching Bishop’s stuff and leave the equipment to trained professionals.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos of safety signs taken by yours truly. I found them on our personal rider lawnmower and I am happy to say that our lawn is currently mowed!

Don’t forget….we might be making silly jokes about these safety stickers but safety is no joke. Follow all instructions when operating any type of machinery. Don’t be an idiot!

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Off-Lawning

Bishop had to go lawn mower shopping the other day. The grass at the equipment company was getting a bit on the long side and our old mower wasn’t going to cut it anymore. (Get it! Lawn mower! Cut Grass!!) Our old mower was working just fine until Mr. C. Cow took it out for a joyride that he likes to call “Off-Lawning”. Lawn mowers were not meant for “Off-Lawning” adventures so this called for a trip to the hardware store.

Lawn mower shopping gives Mr. C. and I the perfect opportunity to try and figure out what all of the safety signs means on the equipment. Not sure if Bishop finds us humorous because he kept kicking tires on the mowers, sighing, and drinking his coffee while we were laughing at the stupidity of our safety sign interpretations. At one point Bishop did walk away. I thought it was because we were being overly stupid. Mr. C. Cow said he thought it was because he wanted to laugh at our jokes privately in a different aisle.

Bishop ended up coming back with the keys of one particular model he was interested in. It was called a “Huskdeerpowermow-something or other”. The safety sign on the keys was what started Mr. C. Cow and I off on another round of “Caption that safety sign!”.

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Eeeek! “Do not use slug baby as a tire jack!”

While we giggled (and were slightly horrified) by the sign on the set of mower keys Bishop did a “mumble grumble” sound then moved off to talk to a salesman. This gave us the perfect opportunity to check out more of the mowers fun safety sign features.

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“This Mower Can Be Used For Sweet Skateboarding Moves.”

We wondered why the guy doing his sweet moves was not wearing a helmet. He is, after all, a safety sign guy.

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“Calmly drive your mower into a burning brush fire.”

Maybe this one could also mean “In case of brush fire throw leaves on it while running it over.”

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“Attempting to sword fight while using this mower will lead to finger gouges.”

Can you picture someone trying to sword fight while mowing their lawn? I don’t think that’s the safest thing one could do while mowing. Maybe they should listen to the sign and save the sword fights for after the yard work is done.

Bishop decided to buy this lawnmower because it was perfect for the equipment companies lawn. Mr. C. Cow and I were happy he got it because we didn’t get to interpret all of its safety stickers.

Maybe later on this week, while Bishop is actually getting ready to mow, we can continue interpreting for you. Only if he let’s us get close enough to it. I know he’s keeping an eye on Mr. C. Cow.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

All safety sticker pictures were taken by me and are actually off of our riding lawnmower. We now, currently, have a nicely mowed lawn. 

In all seriousness, don’t be an idiot. Follow all safety rules and signs when operating something like a lawn mower. Don’t get hurt by being stupid!

Posted in Nature, Real Life

Duck Hat

Mr. C. Cow and I went for a long hike the other day. It was beautiful out but really windy. Mr. C. had thought it a good idea to wear a hat to protect his head. It was bright yellow with ducks all over it. He was very proud of his hat but it kept “quacking” me up. (Get it…Get it…Mr. C. Cow didn’t get it…) The hat was a good idea but with the wind gusts it kept blowing off. I think we spent most of our time chasing after it. I tried to take a postcard picture of him wearing his hat but it blew off every time I snapped the photo.

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Sorry I Couldn’t Get A Picture Of The Hat!

We’re still traveling on our way to help Bishop out with this new business idea. (Mentioned it in our last postcard to you all BUT it’s still too early to tell you about it. Don’t want to spoil the surprise!) With all of the driving to try and get back home to help we needed a break. Stretch our legs (hoofs…fin flipper things…whatever). Take advantage of the sun shining. Chase after a hat fifty gazillion times.

I shouldn’t giggle at Mr. C. Cow’s duck hat. If he likes it he should wear it! Be who you are!  I’m proud of Mr. C. because he does exactly that. Sometimes it’s a fedora and other times its a Santa Hat in the middle of June. We could all learn a lesson from his awesomeness! Maybe I’ll make his day and buy a chicken hat to wear when he wears his duck one.

Friends Of A Feather Stick Together You Know! (He did get that joke!!)

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photo taken somewhere in Virginia. We were extremely lucky and did not get any of the snow the East Coast got this past week. All we’ve had is rain and LOTS of wind. To everyone dealing with the bad weather, freezing conditions, and mounds of snow we hope that you all stay safe!