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!

Posted in Nature, Tourist Attraction

Sssssssssss Poetry

I hurt my back REALLY bad earlier in the week so Mr. C. Cow has been a really great help. Not only has he been doing a lot of the driving while I’m laying flat down all sorts of “graaaarrrr” at the pain he also promised to send everyone the next postcard.

For today’s postcard Mr. C. Cow decided to dip into his poetry notebook and give us a poem. About a snake. In a tree. Near a waterfall. I’m not joking. If I was I would laugh but laughing hurts and hurting sucks. I’ve very proud that Mr. C. has found a way to express himself

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Ode To A Snake I Saw Last Week

By Mr. C. Cow

riverfalls

Last week I saw a snake in a tree.

Couldn’t figure out how he had gotten there.

He couldn’t have flown for he has no wings.

Couldn’t have walked because he has no legs.

Did he slither all the way up high in the trees branches?

Did his slitherers get tired climbing all that way?

Why did you go up there Mr. Snake?

To look at the sky or look over the water?

Can you swim if you were to fall?

I worry about you being up there without a safety net.

Please be careful.

The world wouldn’t want to lose you.

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I am not exactly sure what Mr. C. Cow was going for when he used the word “slitherers”. I am assuming he made up a word to describe what they use to do that whole slither thing. Doesn’t matter because I think his poetry is getting so much better! Proud of the lil’ bovine!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Second Life Location: River Falls (M)

You can check out the first poem Mr. C. Cow did as a postcard right HERE!