If you get the chocolate, try mixing some half and half with the vanilla. That's how I like mine.
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If you get the chocolate, try mixing some half and half with the vanilla. That's how I like mine.
Yes ... lots think i have gone nuts with the e-cig .... i keep trying to explain it to my Mom and she keeps trying to send me tapes to quit ect.... so i know how u feel
I'm lucky in that aspect my Mother vapes and she used to smoke. What you can do is print off that info about e-cigs that is on the forum for new members about e-cigs and give it to her to read. That may ease her mind.
Well, I won't dance with the grizzlies because I lost an argument with a black bear one time. Bears are one of the few critters that I'm afraid of. Most critters, even wild ones, have no fear of me and the feeling is mutual. I've wrestled a Siberian tiger (NOT in the wild) and we seemed to have quite a connection. That's a whole 'nother story! I have another "Blog" like the Alaska chronicles about some of my adventures in Florida that includes the tiger story. Maybe I should post that too?
The real problem is that they are wild animals and unpredictable. Just ask Siegfried and Roy. Their behavior can't be accuratelty predicted from moment to moment, or second to second, for that matter. Instinct rules them, so if they're hungry or the least bit agittated, you're playing with fire. Can I interest you in a nice game of "Russian Roulette"?
Plese do post it. We all enjoyed the Alaska story, so I bet this one will be fun, too.
Oh, I know this well, and that's why I got clawed by the bear. But, I've been living this way all my life. I'm too set in my ways to develop fears now - even if they are justified. I'm having too darned much fun!
Thanks Sandy! I love your stories about Penny too. You should write a blog on your Profile Page!
After I trudge some camping gear down to my campsite by the creek I may be forced inside by heat. Heat is the number one enemy when you have MS. The nights will be cooler, so I'll probably just camp for the nights. Maybe when I'm stuck inside I'll put the Florida chronicles up.
I don't want you to think I'm picking on you. I'm just concerned because things can go wrong so quickly when dealing with animals, "tame" or in the wild. I'd hate your last thought to be "I thought we had a connection".
I think Awsum meant something like what I do with horses. I have fun with horses, and though they aren't wild animals, they can be unpredictable and dangerous when they get worked up for whatever reason -- usually fear. Over the years and many injuries, I learned pretty well how to read a horse and know (most times) what he's thinking and thus be prepared for whatever erratic behavior he offers. I'm safer with Penny, since I know her so well, and she knows me, too. Also, Penny is a kind soul who wouldn't purposely hurt anyone, though she can do it accidentally when her brain flies out the window. This happens surprisingly often in horses, especially ones like Penny who are sort of spooky. Even knowing horses and always being alert to what they are feeling, I can be surprised. There was a time at another barn where I boarded Penny that my toes were irreparably damaged. We were new to the barn, and there were barn swallows that nested in the ceiling rafters of the barn aisle. There were no barn swallows at the previous barn. One day I had Penny in the cross ties while i groomed her, and one of the swallows flew in the open barn door right past Penny's head. i swear she levitated! It would have been funny if she hadn't come back to earth on my foot. It all happened so suddenly that I had no warning. And if you think it's painful for a horse to step on your toes, try one jumping in the air and landing on your toes! I still have trouble with a toe on my right foot. One minute we were peacefully communing while I groomed her, the next I was howling in pain.
So I'd suppose wild animals could be even more unpredictable than a domesticated horse, and you'd really need to know what the mentality of that particular kind of animal was and how they think and react. Then, Rave's talent for getting a mental connection is definitely a plus. I know it is with horses, anyway.
I don't like to talk about this b/c its still painful and I don't want to sound like I'm tooting my own horn here,but its something for you to think about so here it goes. Before I became a nurse I lived horses,grew up riding,sent myself to nursing school barrel racing.I was good enough to qualify for the NBRA,I also am a trainer and I still train my own horses.Never got hurt,not seriously until 1.5yrs ago. I'd ridden this horse several times with someone around and had not a bit of trouble,did my ground work created a strong bond all that stuff, this one particular day I decided to ride Cutter without anyone around,put him through his paces he did GREAT. My "gut" told me not to get on him,to wait but I thought it was just my own jitters being 50 at the time so I mounted. We made half a lap around my round pen and he decided to buck. I lost my seat.At that point I had two choices go a round pen panel and hit my head on an oak tree or land on my ..... Fortunately I kept my head and was able to turn him enough to pick my spot. Ended up breaking my pelvis in six different places. No one was around,we can't get cellphone service way out here so I laid there for 4hrs trying to scoot on my .... to get to where maybe I could stand. The whole time I was out there I was praising God that I could feel pain,it could have been a lot worse.
That humbled me,it wasn't easy having someone bathe me, or clean me up when I crapped or urinated on myself, having my Mother who was 72 take care of my every need,bringing me coffee every morning.Something I should have been doing for her. Or seeing the tears in my family's eyes as I struggled to walk on a walker or do my therapy exercises.
I still have my horses and I train but I can't ride anymore my pelvic ligaments have shortened so I can't swing my leg over the saddle I've tried. One day I will though when something happens to Mother for I can't/won't put her through that again.
I still have Cutter to,he was traumatized for awhile after he threw me, while I was gone he lost a good deal of weight and for a few months there I had to sit in the empty stall beside his to get him to eat. Longer than that before he would let me lead him,anyone else could but me,and if he was out in the round pen he'd run to the other side if I got in there with him and wouldn't let me near him.He'd come up tp me after I got out and closed the gate.
What has really hit home with me is,my life isn't about me anymore or what I want to do,its about the people who love me
and all that I had put them through,suddenly I realized how much I had put my Mother through all those yrs and I thought her fears were unwarranted but she loves so much she let me live my dream for as long I could good thing I went on to nursing school though or I'd be up .... creek now.
Enjoy life Rave,live it to the fullest just be as safe as you can while your doing it.That's what we're saying.
Wow - SandySu and Raynes - Such amazing stories! You're both incredible! You've both overcome such obstacles that have been placed in your path.
Here's the thing - I understand wild animals better than anyone I know because I have studied them intensely all of my life -BUT- no one can ever "read" how they will react or what they will do from moment to moment. Even supposedly "domesticated" wild animals are still instinctually wild. That much I know. And I do respect that. Awsum - don't misinterpret "I thought we had a connection". When I have been with wild animals, I can "feel" whether or not they see me as a threat by their vocalizations and body language. Understanding full well that this can change at a moment's notice. Still - I have had wild deer walk up to me and sniff my hand. I knew by their body language that it was curiosity only. I've also been treed by a moose. I knew by his body language that he just wanted me out of his territory, and he would have killed me given half a chance.
I knew that I had a connection with the tiger because of the vocalizations that he was giving me. These were the sounds that a tiger makes when he wants to be friends and play. His body language was in full play mode. A connection had been made. But, yes, it could have gone bad. That was the risk that I took to have the experience. At one point, it looked like it had gone bad; but it was no different than when two domestic cats are wrestling with each other in play. Gees - you're gonna have a fit when I post "Florida".
We all have our passions. Mine has always been wildlife and creating wildlife paintings. I take risks in order to enjoy that passion. In order to create paintings of an animal that accurately portrays their spirit, you really need to experience them. Many may think that I'm crazy, but it is worth the risk to me. The only time I've been really injured was by a black bear sow. I had not seen that cubs were present. My bad. It coulda been worse. And the fact of the matter is: I have MS. My capabilities are shrinking one by one. I intend to live my life to the fullest while I am still able. Anything less than that is not living. Not to me.
Here's the thing - I understand wild animals better than anyone I know because I have studied them intensely all of my life -BUT- no one can ever "read" how they will react or what they will do from moment to moment. Even supposedly "domesticated" wild animals are still instinctually wild. That much I know. And I do respect that. Awsum - don't misinterpret "I thought we had a connection". When I have been with wild animals, I can "feel" whether or not they see me as a threat by their vocalizations and body language. Understanding full well that this can change at a moment's notice. Still - I have had wild deer walk up to me and sniff my hand. I knew by their body language that it was curiosity only. I've also been treed by a moose. I knew by his body language that he just wanted me out of his territory, and he would have killed me given half a chance.
I knew that I had a connection with the tiger because of the vocalizations that he was giving me. These were the sounds that a tiger makes when he wants to be friends and play. His body language was in full play mode. A connection had been made. But, yes, it could have gone bad. That was the risk that I took to have the experience. At one point, it looked like it had gone bad; but it was no different than when two domestic cats are wrestling with each other in play. Gees - you're gonna have a fit when I post "Florida".
We all have our passions. Mine has always been wildlife and creating wildlife paintings. I take risks in order to enjoy that passion. In order to create paintings of an animal that accurately portrays their spirit, you really need to experience them. Many may think that I'm crazy, but it is worth the risk to me. The only time I've been really injured was by a black bear sow. I had not seen that cubs were present. My bad. It coulda been worse. And the fact of the matter is: I have MS. My capabilities are shrinking one by one. I intend to live my life to the fullest while I am still able. Anything less than that is not living. Not to me.
Guess it's just the "Jewish Mother" in me. I worry about things that, maybe, I shouldn't sometimes.
I guess it's the unpredictability when animals get into the miix. I used to ride motorcycles but gave it up, traffic around here is too bad, or should I say drivers, but I still had some semblance of control. Just be careful, and never "assume", you know where that leads
Oh, I don't. That'd be foolish.
HaHa - I posted from camp! WiFi is freakin' awful!
HaHa - I posted from camp!
WiFi is freakin' awful!
Quiet night in Voltville so far tonight. Enjoy your camp out, Rave. My idea of camping out involves calling room service for a pizza. I have WiFi there, too, LOL. O dark thirty comes early for me, so have a good night.
I think both of you are pretty awesome myself. Enjoy your camp out Rave and sleep well Awsum.
Should have stayed in bed. My back is sore today for no reason I can think of. The new CE3s have primer in them and a lot of them have stress cracks. Looks like all of the center posts in them are low from casual examination (I don't have a depth guage and it's too early for me to jerry-rig one). One of them died, halfway through a nice, new flavor I was enjoying, so now I've got to clean another new one, empty the dud and start over. Icing on the cake is that I have three 78mm batteries that seem to have died at once, but I do have three more 78mms and three X2-650s to carry me over. Maybe I'll just go back to bed and get up tomorrow, uh oh, can't do that with a sore back.
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