My Naughty Pet ~ Contest Winner

Image from mira d’oubliette.

We do have a winner, but first big thanks to those who participated:

1. Clara & Skittles ~ Kitty Loves Catnip

2.  Vanilla & Spot ~ Cake Hound 

3. Sharkbytes & Bonnie ~ The Case of the Disappearing Cookies

4.  Ida & Buddy Bird ~ Poop on Pop

5. Meghan & Flame and Smoke ~ Horned Goats Eat Notice Boys Run

6. Dawn & Bella ~ Cat Loves to Chew

Each entry garnered at least one vote. They were all good and each story is worthy of being called a winner. (Is it an honor to win an award for having a naughty pet? I’m just asking.) Fortunately, there is one clear winner. That means I don’t have to break a tie. For that, I thank everyone who took the time to vote in this fun contest.

Skittles eats from a spoon.

The winner is: Clara & Skittles ~ Kitty Loves Catnip. I saw my friend and neighbor, Meghan, at church Sunday evening. She called Skittles, “Clara’s stoner cat.” I’ve never seen a cat drunk on catnip. (I did have a neighbor years ago that would get his cat drunk on peppermint schnapps. That was one crazy cat, and so was his feline companion.)

Clara wins her second Tommy Toe Award. She was also the first blogger to win this award, which is in honor of our mother. Yes, Clara is my sister. You can read more about the award here.

Ida & Buddy Bird ~ Poop on Pop came in second place. Since Clara has won before, I’ve decided to award the Tommy Toe to Ida as well. Ida’s bird sure did a number on her dad. But Dad was ready with a witty response to ease the tension.

Congratulations to Clara and Ida and special thanks to their supporters. To the rest, I’ll give you another opportunity to win a Tommy Toe soon. I promise.

My Naught Pet ~ Contest Entries

The entries are in, the time for voting has begun.  Consider the following entries then vote for choice of the naughtiest pet by leaving a comment.  Here are your choices:


Clara & Skittles ~ Kitty Loves Catnip
 
Most cats love toys filled with catnip and Skittles was no exception.  He was so crazy for catnip that I had to try hiding it so he wouldn’t get into it.  I wasn’t too bright back then because I didn’t put it inside a cupboard.  Instead it went, still in its package, into a plastic Cool Whip tub on top of the refrigerator.  I thought he couldn’t get up there.

I came home one evening to find the plastic tub on the kitchen floor with the top off.  The catnip package had been torn apart and there was catnip EVERYWHERE.  Poor Skittles was so drunk he couldn’t walk.  He was laying on his side, pressing his face into the catnip, and using his hind feet to push himself across the floor through the catnip.  I tried to scold him, I really did.  But it’s hard when you can’t stop laughing.  I picked him up and he was like a wet noodle.  I set him on his feet.  He staggered a little bit, flopped over and started pushing himself through the catnip again.  He wasn’t exactly happy with me for vacuuming it all up.  It took him a couple of days to fully recover from his binge.

But it wasn’t a one time event.  Apparently some catnip was hiding way back under the stove and I had missed it.  Every once in awhile after that, I would come into the kitchen to find Skittles on the floor reaching as far under the stove as he could.  He’d get out a single flake of catnip and push it around with his nose.  I think he was hoping to get that same effect but, poor boy, his mommy never bought him catnip again.

Vanilla & Spot ~ Cake Hound (Clever Dog, Stupid Trick)

For fifteen years my nerves were pretty much kept on edge by my companion, Spot. Spot would best be described as “mutt” though his vet graciously put him in the records as “shepherd mix.” What kept me on edge was the dog’s super-protective attitude with regard to his humans and their property. He would bite.

Sunday dinner was a big deal at our house back then, and early one Sunday morning, Ellie prepared a Boston cream pie in two beautiful layers and left it on the counter when we went off to church. Upon our arrival home, we discovered in the kitchen and still sitting on the counter a one-layer cake, the filling still intact but the top layer completely gone. The dog did not want to come into the kitchen when he was called!

Sharkbytes & Bonnie ~ The Case of the Disappearing Cookies

We had two dogs, Jeremiah and Bonnie. Jeremiah was something of a mini-collie and Bonnie was a black & tan coon hound / beagle mix. This was pre-kids and we took them with us most places that we went. At hubby’s parents, his mom had made a batch of chocolate chip cookies. While we were in another room one or both of them got on the table and ate all the cookies! This was before the days when everyone thought dogs would die from eating chocolate (This anecdote and a couple of other experiences assures me that death is not an inevitable outcome), so we tried to punish them both… and live without the cookies. A few hours later we had no trouble identifying the culprit. Bonnie was lying on the couch on her back. Her lovely soft tan tummy was so distended and tight she looked like a balloon and she moaned and groaned till she had slept off the effects of her chocolate chip binge. We didn’t have the heart to punish her further- she had gotten all the grief that she deserved!

Ida & Buddy Bird ~ Poop on Pop

Many years ago we got custody of a budgie when husband’s cousin and his wife got a divorce.  Buddy Bird was a good bird, and we occasionally let him out of the cage to fly around the house.  He seldom messed anything up, and would return to his cage after stretching his wings for a few minutes.  On one such occasion, when we let Buddy out to fly around, my Mom and Dad were visiting.  Buddy Boy made his usual flight around the living room, landed on Dad’s head and proceeded to poop. He then flew back into his cage.  My dad, being the great guy he is, just laughed and said, “It’s okay, everyone else does.”   Needless to say, we didn’t let the bird out again until after they left.

Meghan & Flame and Smoke ~ Horned Goats Eat Notice – Boys Run

A few years ago, we adopted two adult male goats named Flame and Smoke from a friend of a friend. (http://beaconbayfarm.blogspot.com/2006/06/where-theres-smoke.html) They were a couple of years old and still had their horns. Long horns. They could be a bit feisty and would sometimes hook you with their horns and liked to escape but were otherwise entertaining to have around.

We can see our barn from inside our house but it is several hundred feet away. One day, during spring break, I could see someone down at the barn feeding the goats. I went out on the deck and hollered down a hello. That sent four kids scattering out of the pasture and racing away on their bikes.

We didn’t mind the kids wanting to see the goats but wanted to supervise the interaction in case the goat boys decided to be naughty. I printed up a sign that told a little about the goats and invited visitors to come up to the house first if they wanted to pet or feed the goats. I put the sign in a sheet protector and hung it on the fence with zip ties. Pleased with myself I went back up to the house to await goat visitors.

I went down to the barn the next day to find only the zip ties on the fence. The goats had eaten the sign and the sheet protector! They knew they’d get more treats and get away with more naughtiness if I wasn’t there to supervise.

I never did see the kids again.

Dawn & Bella ~ Cat Loves to Chew

Bella is not the naughtiest pet on the planet but she sure is the naughtiest cat I’ve ever owned.  In the short time she’s come to live with me, Bella has torn up countless rolls of toilet paper, paper towels, two plants and destroyed three sets of curtains. (She likes to climb them).

But her favorite pastime is chewing. She chews the wood on my kitchen chair much like a beaver would. She has chewed the rubber off every doorstop until they pop off. I also have to hide plastic bags because she is very attracted to the taste.

And last but not least, she spent an entire night up chewing the cords off my DVD player. This totally freaked me out because had she chosen an electrical cord she could have been seriously injured or worse.

As much as I love Bella, I think she definitely qualifies as a naughty girl!

Vote Now!

Leave a comment to vote for:

1. Clara & Skittles ~ Kitty Loves Catnip

2.  Vanilla & Spot ~ Cake Hound 

3. Sharkbytes & Bonnie ~ The Case of the Disappearing Cookies

4.  Ida & Buddy Bird ~ Poop on Pop

5. Meghan & Flame and Smoke ~ Horned Goats Eat Notice Boys Run

6. Dawn & Bella ~ Cat Loves to Chew

Those are your choices you have until Monday at 4 PM Eastern Time to file your comment and cast your vote for your choice. Who has the naughtiest pet? They all want your vote, you can only choose one.

My Naughty Pet ~ Contest Announcement

Oh-oh someone’s in trouble! If you have, or have ever had a pet, chances are that precious critter did something that upset you. Am I right?

Around here, it has been Midnight pulling down the spider plant so that it ends up in the tub with a sizable amount of potting soil laying on the bottom of the tub. I haven’t taken pictures. I was too busy cleaning up before Midnight’s female attendant discovered the misdeed. Okay, I usually stand there gaping at the mess while Sylvia runs and gets the stuff to clean it up.

What has your pet done that would deserve recognition for being a naughty pet? (Spouses and children are not eligible to enter this contest.) Send your entries by 6 PM Eastern Time on Thursday to chuck at k8ch.net. Entries will be posted on Friday, and the winner announced next week. All your blogger buds are eager to hear what mischief your pet has caused.

If you are the winner, you will receive The Tommy Toe Award. You can read about it here.

Pictures are welcome but are not required. Don’t delay. Get your entry in right away.

In addition to updating the Tommy Toe Award page on my blog, I also updated the Visit My Friends page. On the latter, I have short descriptions of my friends’ blogs. I invite you to check them out. There are additional blogs listed on My Blog List, which is located in the left-hand column. I’m waiting to hear from you.

Coolest Mama ~ We Have a Winner!

We had 9 entries in the Cool Mama Contest. Thirty votes were cast, and each mama received support. Most also received a nod for Honorable Mention.

So without further ado, here is the winner:

Congratulations to Lin (Pricilla points out the fact that she’s the one with her mouth open) and her Cool Mama, Phyl. Most supporters mentioned the matching outfits and red bows in the hair. Some declared that it wasn’t because of anybody begging for votes. In any case, Phyl won hearts and a strong plurality of the votes cast.

Honorable Mention must go to Patricia‘s mother, Dorothy. The concept of the ceramic cat facing north intrigued all of us. Go back and read the story if you missed it.

Thanks to Vanilla, Jo, Ida, PJ, Dawn, Sharkbytes and Clara for sharing the photos and stories of their cool mamas. They are beautiful, brilliant, sassy, strong, tenacious, adaptable, loving and — face it — COOL! It was a moving experience to read the stories of each of these mothers. Thank God for mothers and for loving children!

Now that the results are in, I can tell you that Clara shares her mother with me. It was really neat when she entered our cool mama in the contest so that I didn’t have to do it. Thanks Sis.

Maybe this summer we’ll have a Hot Mama Contest. What do you think?.

Cool Mama Contest ~ The Entries

The entries are in, and it’s time to start voting. It is up to you to decide who you think is the Coolest Mama.  These are the brave souls who sent us pictures of their mothers. Leave a comment with your vote. You have until Wednesday at 7 PM Eastern Time. The winner will be announced on Thursday.

#1

Vanilla of String to Short to Tie sent this picture of his mother. 

He wrote, “The accompanying picture is taken from Mama’s Bible College Yearbook, 1931.  Eighteen months after the conclusion of this school year, Mama and Daddy were married.  Though ultimately Mama was ordained as a Minister of the Gospel, her career path led her to serve as helpmeet to her pastor-husband.  Thus she was the Queen of the Parsonage, calming the storms that buffet a pastor as he confronts the issues in the church and deals with the laity in the vicissitudes of their lives, marrying, counselling, burying, consoling.  And Mama took time to nurture her three children to adulthood.  Pretty cool, my Mama!”
 

#2

Jo, the Poetic Shutterbug, sent this pic of her Mom.

Jo wrote, “What a cool contest Chuck 🙂  Here is a pic of my Mom when she was in her 20’s.  My Mom was always cool, laid back and everyone loved her.  She loved music and contests.  Her favorite radio station was KYA and she used to enter contests with them all the time.  I remember one time she won the top 40 records and as a result received 40 – 45’s.  I can’t remember the year but since they were 45’s it was a while ago.  She won so many times that the station finally told her she couldn’t enter anymore 🙂 She was not only a Mom but a best friend who made everyone laugh.  I still miss her so much and it’s been over 15 years.  If not for my Mom, I would not be a writer and doing what I do.”

#3

Ida of Losing Myself sent in the glamor shot.

Ida is not one to waste words when a picture will suffice. She says, “A picture is worth a thousand words.”

Ida writes, “Isn’t she beautiful!  I’ve always called this her ‘movie-star’ picture.”

What do you think?

#4

PJ of PJ’s Prose likes this picture of her cool mama. What’s not to like?

PJ wrote, “I don’t have a cool story to go along with this photo. Obviously she liked lollipops, hehehe. This photo has to be almost 50 years old though and I think she is at a laundromat.”

Is she saying, “I can lick anyone in this place?” Just asking . . .

#5

Patricia of Subjective Soup and Communication Exchange sends the next photo of a cool mama.

Patricia writes, “I know my 89-year-old mother is super cool; that’s why I frequently write about her and her adventures at her assisted living home on my blog Subjective Soup.  But, if you want a story that really defines her and that everyone in the family think of whenever we think of Mom, here it is.

At Christmas, our family typically draw names from a hat and each person buys a gift for just the person whose name we’ve drawn.  We all always dreaded drawing Mom’s name because her gift requests were generally difficult to fulfill–not expensive–just difficult.  Let me explain.  One year, I drew Mom’s name and her request was for a porcelain cat facing north.  I tried questioning her further to determine what she meant by “facing north” but she merely reiterated that the cat had to “face in a northerly direction.”  What could she mean?  It seemed that a china cat could be made to “face” in any direction its owner desired, but Mom was adamant that there was a specific cat with a specific look that she wanted–a look of “facing north.”  I will never forget the amount of time I spent searching through antique stores, craft stores, gift shops, and anywhere I could think of to try to locate the perfect porcelain cat that appeared to be tipping its head towards the North Pole.  Finally, I gave up looking for a pre-made object and went to a ceramics shop and ordered a cat figurine made to order.  I described what Mom wanted and, believe it or not, the artist seemed to understand.  When the porcelain cat was finished, it was a beauty–about two feet high, glossy golden fur, soft blue eyes, and its sweet little head tipped just slightly over its right shoulder. 

“North!”  indicated the ceramicist, as he set the cat on the counter and twirled the base around until the cat’s face was pointing in the direction I knew to be just that.  I paid my money and took Kitty with me.

On Christmas Day, the cat was a huge success.  Mom loved it and she pronounced it facing exactly north.  Of course, we all realized that if the cat were set in a different location or turned a few degrees one way or the other, it would quickly be facing east, west, or even south.  No problem.  For Mom, she had her porcelain cat facing north.

Today, many years later, in my Mom’s assisted living apartment, that little cat sits proudly by her front door–facing north.  It’s one of only a few items Mom has kept as she has slowly divested herself of her belongings over the years.  The little cat serves as a reminder to all of us of that wonderful Christmas long ago and why Mom is such a funny and delightful lady.”
 

#6

Dawn of Don’t Know Much About Photography send in this picture.

Dawn wrote, “There were many photos I could have chosen for this contest but I think this one says it best. My mom is on the far left and I am in her lap. There are 5 children in the photo but she had 3 more since it was taken in the early 60’s. Despite many hardships she managed to raise 8 children without losing her sanity. I think that’s pretty cool!”

#7

Lin of Duck and Wheel with String sends in this shot of her children’s mom and her mom.

Lin wrote, “Now if there was a dorky mom category, we are SO taking the prize! Here’s my entry: Phyl (circa 1963). Now, I only want you to judge on my mother’s beauty here and not that adorable baby! Love the matching outfits?? (I’m hoping mom isn’t wearing fancy pants under HER skirt!) How about that ‘do’ and matching red bows? Joe swears my mom still has that plant in her living room too. I’m going for the win here, Chuck!”
 

Lin, we are not going to do a Dorky Mom contest. I want to go on living, and I want to have contest entries. What are you trying to do to me girl?


#8

Sharkbytes of My Quality Day, among other blogs, sent in this interesting photo.

Sharkbytes writes, “This is my mom in 1947, the year before I was born. She and dad loved to go fishing.  This is a Lake Trout, from Cayuga Lake in the Finger Lakes of New York. They regularly caught ones like this or even bigger!  This mom took me walking in the woods as soon as I could toddle, and helped me collect, press and sort leaves into scrapbooks- beginning my love for plant identification.

She was actually a city girl, and moving to the farm, including moving in to the home where my dad’s mother was still living, was a challenge. She says that she totally failed at remembering to take items to be kept cool to the basement, and bought a gas refrigerator (probably the same year this picture was taken), much to the disgust of Grandma, who thought mom was just lazy!

#9

Clara of Coming Back to Life submitted this photo of her mother at age 15.

Clara says, “I can see why Dad fell madly in love with Mom. This shot was taken about a year after they met.

Mom never cared much for city living. She grew up in the country. I always thought she was a gal outstanding in her field. (Or is that “out standing?”)

When we were growing up we always had her fresh baked pies around the house. (Dad loved pie.) She was the best at making pie, but she did have lots of practice. On special occasions, like when the church women would meet at our house, Mom would make cinnamon rolls — the best I ever tasted — EVER. Her recipe made a lot of rolls, so they were reserved for special occasions.

Well there you have all nine of our intrepid entrants in the Cool Mama Contest. Leave a comment on this post with your vote for the Coolest Mama. Do it before 7 PM Eastern time on Wednesday.

And good luck picking just one. They all look pretty cool to me. It’s your choice.

Pigeon: Impossible

Not the usual song this Saturday, but this is really neat. At least I think it is. I hope you find it amusing. Don’t miss the ending.

Cool Mama Reminder

Only four entries have been received thus far. Don’t delay! Send your entry today.

Check here for details.

Cool Mama Contest

It started with Lin announcing the Dork Off II Contest. This has brought those of us who are addicted to the Duck and Wheel a lot of entertainment and more than a few laughs. In follow-up correspondence, Lin suggested a contest for Secondary Roads. That gal really is brilliant!

The weather has particularly cold lately. Perhaps we need something to heat things up a bit. Nothing like a conversation about mothers to raise the temperature.

My mother in 1936



For that reason, and no better excuse, Secondary Roads announces the First Cool Mama Contest. Send me an e-mail (chuck at k8ch.net) with a picture of your cool mama with a little story — or I’ll make up one for you. Get them to me by Monday (1/18) noon Eastern Time.

Starting next Tuesday you’ll have a chance to vote for the coolest mama. Send your entry right away. You don’t want to miss this one.

We Have a Winnners!

No, that’s not a spelling error. The contest entries have been carefully examined by the Secondary Roads Commission. Entrants picked three words taken from a list used for comment Word Verification. They then defined those three words.

Opinion of the commissioners was divided. All observed that every entry had at least one clever item. However, some entries were better. Which was better? That proved a bit more difficult to decide. In the end the Commission chose to declare a tie and, therefore, two winners.

So here are the two winners in no particular order:

Pricilla for defining:

Hobbing – when Lin’s cat Hobbes steals all the food

Furamed – when Lin’s cat Hobbes has to go to the doctor after eating all of the food

Slyte – what all the other cats feel because Lin’s cat Hobbes has eaten all the food.

(This was submitted on National Cat Day. Pricilla also knows that Lin’s cat, Hobbes is loved by everybody.)

And Vanilla for:

Carkyr –n. (deriv: western Appalachia ) attention to one’s vehicle. “Junior Junior’s garage gives the best carkyr hyrabouts.

Furamed –n. (pharmaceutical shorthand) generic diuretic. “The pharmacist filled my script for furamed.”

Slyte –n. tricky expression of disrespect, so smooth that the recipient doesn’t know he’s been insulted.
–v.t. (-d, slyting) the act of showing such disrespect. “Junior’s garage is the best in these parts.” (As, it is the only garage in these parts, hence Junior has been “slyted.”)
 

Our winners are accordingly awarded the Tommy Toe Award, which is given in honor of my mother. They also receive 500 Entrecard Credits. Congratulations to Pricilla and Vanilla.

It may be of some interest that Clara and Lin were close runners up. Each of these two has previously won a Tommy Toe Award. They nearly had a second helping.

Thanks to all who participated. It was a spirited competition.

Contest Time

Once more you are given the opportunity to win 500 EC credits and the much-coveted Tommy Toe Award. The inspiration for this contest came from my sister, Clara, who saw in a word verification  “Teddiabs.” She saw this as coming from Teddy (as in Teddy Bear) and Abs (as in tummy muscles). Teddy Bears usual have one large smooth mound for a tummy and not the ripped muscles of an exercise fanatic. She claimed to have those “Teddiabs.”
I’ve been saving verification words since then with the idea of sponsoring this contest. The idea is to choose 3 words from the list of 15 and tell the readers of Secondary Roads and the commissioners what those words mean. Here is an example: “Ricult” This word, an adjective, comes from Ridiculous (laughable) and Occult (hidden). It means something that is so ridiculous that it is kept hidden.
Here is the list of words:
Mitzinc
Hobbing
Carkyr
Blispol
Furamed
Chinasia
Deranter
Liggingi
Rempgang
Fardsake
Vasepi
Geocks
Adilax
Felums
Slyte
 

Choose three words from the list above. Be creative. Your three words can be what ever you say they are (noun, verb, adjective, etc.). Tell us where it comes from (derivation) and what it means. You have until noon Monday, November 2 to file your entry as a comment to this post.

 After that, the Secondary Road Commissioners will decide who, in their opinion, has filed the most clever entry. The winner will be announced next week and will receive 500 Entrecard credits and the Tommy-Toe Award. Good luck!

Contest! ~ What Is It?

It time to play our photo quiz again. So here is the photo. Do you know what it is?


The first person to correctly identify the subject of this photo, will win 1000 EC credits, The Tommy Toe Award and fame. (Warning, fame may be fleeting.)

When you think you have the correct answer, file a comment on this posting. Deadline is 7 PM EDT on Thursday, Sept 24.


You know you want a Tommy Toe. Enter the contest and you may win this lovely award.