Hi Friends! The weekend is finally here, we all survived another week, and now it’s time to have some fun! I had a great idea for today’s post … 🤔 … 🤔 … but it seems to have slipped my mind. Drat! I knew I should have written it down, for these days my mind is like a sieve, and even when I talk to myself, I forget what I was saying!
Well, let’s just have a few cute/funny animal stories, then, for I am in the mood for cuteness. First, let me share my own bit of cuteness. Remember back when I wrote about the Significant Seven (now the Significant Six) and I told you how Izzy is so skittish that she spends most of her day under the sofa, and won’t let any but Miss Goose near her? Well, a few days ago I was deeply engrossed in my writing when I sensed that I was being watched. I glanced up to see this little face about 4 inches from mine, staring intently.

Isabella, aka ‘Izzy’
Recently, Bored Panda did a piece about the ten rarest dog breeds. Most of them didn’t look much different from breeds that we are familiar with, but this one, the Lagotto Romagnolo, stood out.
According to the article …
Lagottos are affectionate, devoted and not at all demanding. Combine that with how adorably fluffy these dogs are and you’ll want one — if you can find one. The Lagotto Romagnolo is an ancient breed originating in the Romagna region of Italy, according to the Lagotto Romagnolo Club of Canada, and are not only efficient water retrievers but they’re best known for being the only purebred dog in the world recognized as a specialized truffle searcher. And sticks, apparently.
A specialized truffle searcher! Who knew? But isn’t he adorable, in a strange sort of way?
Vizsla is yet another dog breed I’ve never heard of until today, but they originated in Hungary, and are known for their loyalty, as well as their hunting skills. Meet Murray … a Vizsla housemate of human AJ Allee. Now, I remember the last dog I shared my home with, and when I arrived home from work I was greeted with wet sloppy kisses and knock-down hugs from my 130-pound Rottweiler-Border Collie mix who thought he was still a pup. But AJ comes home to a slightly different sort of welcome from Murray …
Yep, you got it … Murray keeps watch for AJ’s return from the highest point on the house – the roof! The first time it happened …
“We didn’t realize it until neighbors came and rang our doorbell. It was terrifying because we were afraid he would jump or fall. He moved so quickly on the roof and ran to the edge, then stopped.”
AJ says he tried to find ways to block Murray’s access to the roof, but he always found another way to get up there, so after three days he finally gave up. Periodically passers-by will stop to inform AJ that there’s a dog on his roof!
I have heard of Silkie Chickens before, but had never actually seen one. Well, technically I still haven’t seen one up-close-and-personal, but … meet Marshmallow, the Silkie Chicken …According to Marshmallow’s housemate, who is known only as WyrmsWorks, Silkie Chickens are …
“They’re bred to be less physically capable so they’re easy to contain, and they’re also bred to be very calm and trusting, with no emphasis on maintaining normal survival capabilities. They are very easy to catch and don’t try to run from predators soon enough because they’re just too calm. Silkies can not free range, they will get themselves killed one way or another. They are special needs as far as chickens go. As long as they’re kept safe they make perfect pets, though.”
One day, Wyrm (hope he doesn’t mind the nickname, but I don’t feel like typing his full ‘name’) couldn’t find Marshmallow, so, he went in search of and found her …Yep, in the trash! Since the height of the trash bin would have made it impossible, Wyrm was puzzled and couldn’t figure out how she got in there … and better yet, WHY! So, a bit later, he watched from a distance, and found that she was … trying to escape from a barnyard rooster named Waffle who was attempting to … well … you know! Has Waffle never heard of #MeToo??? Turns out that poor Marshmallow was so frightened that she jumped atop a cat stand near the trash, from there tried to perch on the ledge of the trash bin, but instead, being not very well-balanced, fell in! Poor Marshmallow.
And then another day, Marshmallow decided to play in the dirt! Which made a bath a necessity. When a Silkie Chicken gets a bath, this is what they come out looking like …
And last, but not least, what would a post about cute critters be without a fun video? Watch this kangaroo try to get on a swing!
Okay, folks … time for you guys to go attend those weekend chores, go shopping, throw some burgers on the grill, take the family to the zoo, or whatever is on the docket for the weekend. Just make sure you have some fun, take some time to relax and enjoy life, for Monday will be here soon enough!
Aaaaarrrrrgggghhhh … I just remembered what I was going to write this post about … automobile genders! Well, there’s always next Saturday. In case I forget, remind me.
Izzy is warming up to you, and Marshmallow looks like a bizarre Star Wars critter!
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Izzy is … strange. She has some form of mental illness, but she has never allowed me to pet her. That picture is the closest she has ever come to me, and I promise I do not beat the kitties! Yes, Marshmallow was odd looking, but still cute. 🙂
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Thanks for the critters! I look forward to auto genders – I never could understand anthropomorphing a car…
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Heck, even my vacuum cleaner has a name: Bertha … Big Bad Bertha! 😀
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Some great chuckles here… and the silkie definitely wins the day, what a hoot!
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I’m glad you liked it! 😊
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Happy Saturday … what we all need to feel better: CRITTERS!! We all need a brake!
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Thanks my dear friend! I’m glad the critters put a smile on your gorgeous face!
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Most welcome! 🙏🏽 …. I loved them!!
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Jilly, Vizlas I knew of. Lagottos not. If I was looking for a dog like that would be happy to find one!
When my Ex, Martha and I bought our first house. It came with chickens. The previous owners claimed one was a half Silkie? Which half, not so sure about? Her feathers were a shade fluffier? Her demeanour was certainly meek and mild. She dies about 3 years after.
Car genders? Yay. We’re agog … can’t wait!
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A dog! That’s what you need … a dog!
So, did you and Martha keep all the chickens? Please tell me you didn’t eat them?
Yep, car genders! Stay tuned …
Cheers!!!
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An entertaining post, Jill. I especially loved the chicken and the kangaroo. That hen is like a small child. especially playing in the dirt and needing a bath. 😀 — Suzanne
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Glad you liked it, Suzanne! Yes, I read that the Silkie Chickens are somewhat mentally deficient and need watching over, so she really is like a child … she seemed to be having fun in the dirt! Heck, I still jump in puddles when I get the chance! 😉 Have a great weekend!
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My son has had several Vizslas. We were especially fond of the first one whom we took care of from time to time. They are known as “Velcro dogs” because they want to be in your lap all the time. They are very loving but they require a great deal of exercise as they are excellent hunting dogs and full of energy. I do love your Saturdays. They are so much more interesting than mine!
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I think I have a ‘velcro cat’!!! She doesn’t even like to let me up to fix another cup of coffee or go to the bathroom some days! Have a wonderful weekend, my friend! Do something fun!
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I did. I went with friends to a museum nearby where we shared a relaxing and informative few hours.
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Wonderful! 😊
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Dear Jill,
Did Izzy get her kiss? Poor Marshmellow, the Silkie chicken fleeing from the randy Rooster. I’m glad she got away.
Truffle hunting in Italy is a favorite activity, and so I’m not surprised that there’s a Lagotto.
I had a cat who would hit the roof. A dog hitting the roof is something new. That little Kangaroo needed some help.
I feel like that raccoon this morning. I’m supposed to be going out canvassing this morning for democratic candidates, but it is still hotter than Hades down here. I’m trying to talk myself into doing this, NO EXCUSES.
Your posts always helps.
Hugs,Gronda
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Poor little Izzy would have heart failure if I moved close enough to kiss her! Good luck with your canvassing today! I so admire you for your activism … you are making a difference! Keep up the good work, my friend! Hugs!!!
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I used to have The Observers Book of Dogs as my bible – before my parents gave in and we got a mongrel – I thought I knew all the breeds! A writer friend had a chicken as a pet, took her to the vets for all sorts of expensive treatment. I asked him if he still ate roast chicken and he said yes!
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My late husbands aunt “kept chickens”, and every day she would feed them and talk to them, but she had no qualms about grabbing one and wringing its neck to provide for the dinner table. 😭 I never could eat chicken at her house!
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I can relate to that red panda!
Hi Izzy 😽
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Hi Uncle Woger … 😺
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No end of cuteness in your world, Jill, I am jealous. But is Izzy missing Orange? Or was Orange her tormentor? Either one could explain her sudden venture out into the big world. Red panda pictures to start the show, but no panda talk? What was this fellow up to? (Not that it matters, I liked him/her anyway!) Rare dogs, rare chickens, where does one adopt these cuties? And a kangaroo who wants to swing but can’t. Poor roo.
Keep your day sweet. Don’t go looking for any Dirty Tackthrower stories, they will still be there on Tuesday…
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Izzy and Orange co-existed just fine. In truth, the only other moggie that Izzy is afraid of is her own sister, Tiger, who is a b-i-t-c-h! But Oliver, aka Ollie, is the one who misses Orange! They were best friends, and we really thought they might be gay, except neither had the equipment to act on it, but they slept curled up together every night. Ollie now thinks he has to get into either mine or the girls’ bedrooms at night, and he will wake us, scratching at the door or yowling if we don’t let him in. I cannot have him in my room because of my asthma, so the girls have been letting him in!
Yes, the red pandas were an after-thought, but I will be doing one on them soon, perhaps next Saturday. But I just couldn’t resist those pics tonight! Especially the one with his tongue lolling out!
I will try, but already have a post nearly finished on what constitutes a “great nation” such as Delirious Turdhead claims to be creating! I like your latest addition: Dirty Tackthrower!!! You are on the mend … I can ‘hear’ it in your ‘voice’. 😊
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Thank uou. Sure hope you are right, but that was a struggle for me. Nothing jumped right out of my typing finger. It was almost like work!
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Time, Jerry … it takes a bit of time. I know patience isn’t your strong suit, but try to be patient. Read a book … get engrossed in a good mystery! 😉 Hugs … BIG hugs!
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Am already doing that, but wish I still had some of my old friends that slowly disappeared during my many moves in life. Most are no longer in print, and they seldom show up in used book stores. Special WARM full-bodied hugs back to you…
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Great post!!!! Great pics!!!!! Happy Saturday to you, too! 💙
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Thanks Patty!!! Glad you enjoyed the furry friends! 😉
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