Under the Weather

   We've got a Blue Norther blowing in today. Mom and I moved some of the potted plants into the greenhouse or under the eaves of the porch. We watered and covered the plants in the garden, here's hoping it'll work. I'm under the weather, I've been trying to catch something for a couple of days now; ironically I caught it when I got a flu shot. At first I thought I was a little sick from the shot, but I'm pretty sure it's cold. I'm taking it easy now and depending on how I feel I might not write a post on Thursday. My brain seems to have been push out by sinus pressure. It seems to get worse at night fall and I'm declining rapidly now.  



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A lamp for the chicks

This is a post I meant to write a while ago but all the Halloween stuff kind of pushed it to the wayside.

    Anyway, not long after we put the 'Surprise Chicks' into the brooder pen we got a cold front. We got nervous about them, but there were too many and too large to move back in the house so we put a heat lamp in there. It attracted a lot of bugs. And after the two nights we were able to leave the lamp off.

 




   I was worried that having a light on them all night would mess up their sleeping habits. I shouldn't have. Thanks to the cooler weather we've been able to sleep with our windows open without sweltering, and I can hear the chicks shuffling around. All night.

 It's been a couple of weeks and sometimes I still get up to check on them; sure that I'm going to find a opossum or a coyote trying to help themselves to a squab dinner. Nope. Just a bunch of teenage chickens looking at me like I'm crazy.
  The first time I thought it was because the moon was close to full and it a very bright night. A few nights later I learned that was not the case. They are even louder on pitch black nights. They bashed into things more and there was a bunch of screaming, like they were being attacked, as sleeping chicks got stepped on by chicks blundering around in the dark.
   What are they doing at night you ask? Eating. Their feeders are empty every morning.      
  Adult chicken might sleep pretty soundly, but teenagers will keep you up at night. And wake you up early as the young roosters try to crow. It sounds like someone being choked, loudly.

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One Year Anniversary

  I can't believe it's been a year since I opened Bats Bizarre with a few pieces of jewelry and a dial up connection; hoping I could make a little money still have time for my writing. Now I have 41 items for sale and plans for more, broadband, and have made 8 sales.
  A lot has happened.
   Originally I thought I might clean some of the old clothes from my closet, but they either aren't that good looking, they used to belong to relatives with questionable taste, or aren't in that good of shape. And I didn't know how to price them, anyway.
  The original patterns I've created are the first time I've made up a pattern with an end in mind that I stuck with.
   When I started bats bizarre I didn't even know what polymer clay was.
   I'm going to start packaging my item like this for shipping.

    

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The Legend of Cat Woman

                     This year's Jack o' Lanterns. Mine's on the right and Mom's on the left.
   One night when Mom and I were sitting on the front porch looking at the stars and the scenery at night we started talking and somehow ended up telling scary stories we had heard. One of the ones Mom told was The legend of Cat Woman.

   When she was a teenager a friend of hers told her about what happened to her sister and her sister's boyfriend one night.

     It was late, but neither one of them really felt like calling it a night. Thinking of spending a little alone time before he dropped her off the boyfriend pulled into a little dirt track within a thick stand of trees. No one would surprise them there he knew; hardly anyone went to Tombson's Bottom during the day and no one ever went there after dark.
   "What are you doing?" Her sister had screamed.
   Her date stopped the car. "Aw, your not afraid of that stupid story are you?"
   "But..."
   "Come on. It's just a something they say to scare kids. You're not really afraid of Cat Woman."
   She forced a laugh. "No, I was kidding."
   He shoved the gearshift out of park. "Good." He grinned and dove a little farther down the trail. The girl nervously watched out the windows as the headlights cast strange shifting shadows amongst the trees. Once she thought she saw a pair of eyes glowing in the underbrush, but it was only for a moment. An old can someone had dropped, She told herself. Her boyfriend finally stopped and killed the engine, plunging the couple into darkness. "There. This should be far enough." He grinned. "You're not still scared are you?" He asked leaning towards her. Somewhere near by a cat screamed. Very near. The girl jumped. The boy laughed, "Just a cat fight. They always sound closer than they are."
    THUNK. A dent appeared on the roof. "What the heck?" The boyfriend demanded reaching for the door handle.
  "Don't go out there!" The girl screamed as a loud shriek like metal scraping metal sounded from the roof. A cat's yawl echoed from the top of the car.
  The car shook as if something had jumped from the roof onto the hood. More yawls and scratching.
  "It's her!"
  The sounds moved to the driver's side of the car. The boyfriend swore when the engine didn't turn over immediately. The sounds moved to passenger side. "Start the car!" Something smacked the window by her head.
  "I'm trying." The engine started and he backed out of the trail.
   The next day he saw that the car was covered in scratches, long black hairs, and muddy prints. Most were too smeared to make out, but one on the passenger side window looked like a woman's hand with five long claws.

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