Posted in Nature, Real Life

Do Spiders Like Tea?

Mr. C. Cow has gotten into knowing everything he can about bugs. I’m not talking about identification, collecting, or even reading a book on the subject. He’s decided to get to know them on a first name basis. Their likes and dislikes. If they prefer coffee to tea. Who does that? Who takes the time to get to know if a spider prefers two lumps or one in their tea? Apparently it’s Mr. C. Cow.

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We’ve gotten to a point where I’ve made cookies for a butterfly, gave directions to a beetle as to where the closest gas station is, and discussed the importance of fabric softener use to a caterpillar. Do they even use fabric softener? I understand that they are furry but do they wear sweaters in the fall if it’s chilly out? Do they need to make sure it’s extra soft? I should ask Mr. C. Cow since he is now an expert on this subject.

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You know….if you think about it….Mr. C. Cow is the ultimate expert on everything buggy related. Most individuals spend their time studying the science when Mr. C. spends his time studying the individual. Think about how it must feel to a phantom crane fly when they are just trying to say hello but you misunderstand and try to swat them. Or the lady bug that was just trying to take a nap on your bathroom sink but you get freaked out because “OMG! BUG IN MY BATHROOM!!!”. She may have asked permission to be there but you didn’t hear her because she has a tiny voice and you weren’t listening.

We all need to take a page out of Mr. C. Cow’s buggy book and stop judging by looks. Not all spiders want to bite your face. (Face bite bad!!) There is good and bad everywhere. Maybe we need to stop looking for the bad all the time when it comes to the bug world, carefully shake hands…paws…legs…with a spider and ask them how they take their tea.

Yeah….I’ve learned that spiders enjoy a small cup of tea…as long as they don’t fall into it. (Bonus Lesson: Life jackets are needed if you give them a regular sized mug.) 

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos taken by…ME!!! Go Me!

Found this really great website to help you identify awesome insects, bugs, and spiders in your area. Check out Insect Identification!

 

 

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Posted in Guest, Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

Origami Turtle

Mr. C. Cow and Marslean went to the park today. I stayed behind to catch up on paperwork. When I say “catching up on paperwork” it’s usually me trying to do something constructive but making origami turtles instead. Today I, actually, did important paperwork for Bishop. I’m hoping that, if I finish all of the desk jockey work, he’ll tell me where he keeps buying all of his giant travel coffee mugs.

Marslean has been wanting to travel with us on occasion and has been practicing her postcard writing skills. To get a bit of practice in she decided to write me a postcard describing their trip to the park.

Dear Tipsy, 

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Greetings From The Park!

Mr. C. Cow and I went to the park the other day so I could practice my flying. It was “interesting” to say the least. I thought that the park would be a good practice spot and Mr. C. wanted to be there for moral flying support. While I was doing my amazing feats of aerial spins without hitting any trees, Mr. C. Cow kept sneaking off. I’m yelling “Did you see that incredible barrel roll?!!??” and he’s nowhere to be found. Moments later he would appear with a veggie dog or a cookie in his mouth.

“See my loop-de-loop? Mr. C.? Hey…Where are you!!??”

Moments Later….

“Wooo..get a load of my birdlike diving skills!!!”

“Munch…Munch…Munch…..Neato!”. (Eating a bag of popcorn)

This went on for well over an hour. After I was done with my practice I realized that Mr. C. Cow was nowhere to be found….again! Where was he wandering off to? Where was he getting all of the food? Why wasn’t I offered a snack? So many questions that I wanted answered! Flying high into the air I was on the lookout for a cow carrying snack foods.

After ten or so minutes I spotted him outside of a park refreshments stand buying lemonade. While I’m practicing my soaring skills he’s busy stuffing his face full of peanuts and french fries. This doesn’t seem fair and it kinda hurt my feelings. I needed to tell him how I felt but didn’t want him to get all upset. A cow crying in his cotton candy is not only sticky but sad.

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Is this where Mr. C. Cow found all of those nachos?

I sat him down and explained that he said he would cheer me on while I practiced but I felt that he thought food was more important than friendship. Mr. C. Cow started to tear up (I moved the cotton candy a cry-safe distance from his face) and apologized for his behavior. His stomachs got the best of him! We hugged and I explained that it was ok. Sometimes our stomach wins when we’re very hungry. In a surprising move, Mr. C. Cow pulled out a snack bag of food he had been buying me the entire time. He knew I would be starving when I was finished and had thought of me. Apples. Sticks of gum. A salad with extra cucumbers. Mr. C. Cow might seem like he’s not paying attention at times but he always means the best. No one could ask for a better friend.

Your ponycorn friend, 

Marslean

I am so glad that Marslean and Mr. C. Cow worked out their differences. He is always thinking with his stomachs and sometimes doesn’t realize that he’s being a tad bit rude. At least he shared!

I should be getting back to my paperwork. One cannot ask Bishop where he gets his travel mugs if one does not finish their work.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos Taken In Second Life By Me

Second Life Location: Hardwood Park (M)

A big thank you to Marslean for helping out with this weeks postcard. Please show her some love and check out her website Marslean’s World”. 

 

 

 

 

Posted in Food, Nature

Crusts Cut Off

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Mr. C. Cow made a new friend today when we stopped on the side of the road for a picnic. Not one to be on the shy side he just moo-ved on over to the cow pasture fence and struck up with conversation with a lovely cow named Ms. Asturian. They both discovered that they had gone to the same University. The world is such a small place!

While Mr. C. Cow was catching up on old times by singing the school song I sat down next to the water and ate my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. A bird came by for a drink of water, said howdy, and flew off. It’s a bit lonely eating your pb&j all by yourself.

After my cow pal said goodbye to Ms. Asturian and promised to write (You’ve never lived till you’ve seen a cow hold a pen or lick a stamp) we set back off down the road. I’m glad I have Mr. C. Cow with me. Eating one sandwich alone isn’t fun. Having to do it all the time would be terrible.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Location: Netherwood (M)