There is a store in Kidron, Ohio that serves the Amish community, and everything they sell is non-electric. We stopped there once in our travels years ago, and they had such stoves on display, nickel fittings and all. One, in particular, would make two of the one shown, and it cost, in 1990...
I'm not fussy- I'll eat almost anything as a side. Michele will make slow-roasted beef with gravy on a bed of rice, and that's good, or pan-fried potatoes, sometimes we'll have a salad; sometimes carrots or peas, or green beans are the side. All will pass muster.
I bought a roll of aluminum screen at a home center and built screen frames that fit into the tracks of our double hung windows, so now the cats have to go through two layers of screen to get out. None have yet.
As a matter of fact, while at the vet's office for checkups and distemper shots yesterday, we had them trim their claws as well. Mind you, these cats started life as ferals, but they required no gabapentin or any other sedation. The vet techs took them to the room they have for such things, and...
Same here; between the hearing loss and tinnitus, carrying on a phone conversation is, at best, difficult. If the person on the other end has any kind of foreign accent? Forget it.
Most of the cats at that place were content to live and let live, but not the one cat. There were 3 bays in that garage; on the right was the lift bay, in the center was the pit, and on the left was the flat bay where we did the collision and body work. There wasn't a lot of distance between...
So we took the whole gang to the vet's for their annual checkups, and it mostly went OK, aside from some unplanned stool samples in a couple of the carriers. The only discordant note was that Prancer and Stretch have lost some weight, and they found a Grade 3 heart murmur in Stretch. To do...
Liver! I don't know if it was the way my mother cooked it (dipped in flour, then pan fried) or not, but it was like chewing on a piece of leather, and about as tasteless. To this day, I wouldn't touch liver with a 20-foot pole.
I planted my tomato seedlings a couple of days ago and, as we have raccoons and opossums about, put wire cages around them, then put down straw as ground cover. Grumpy approves.
Even though I'm partially deaf, I still prefer verbal communication, face to face. I hate using a phone for that reason, so texting is my electronic choice.
And yet, early on I wasn't a 'cat person'. If we ever had any cats on the farm, I have no memory of it. When I went to work at that local garage, the owner had cats that were only a notch above ferals. One, in particular, I hated. She would lay on one of the cars, and as I walked by, would try...