This used to be our front lawn.
Imogen refers to Luna’s “refurbishment” as “the battle of the Somme,” where apparently every square yard of dirt was struck by a shell – twice.
It was starting to rain when I took this picture (thanks Andi), so now she’s inside asleep (and gently snoring) on the couch.
She does look comfy. Makes me want to take a nap.
(I’m impressed I could get that rain to you so fast and with a Eureka no less)
It’s a light rain (must be the Eureka’s fault) but very welcome nonetheless.
look at that face!!! 😀
Oh cripes here comes the kids they gotta see, too.
Luna and Bud – and Bu!! should have a fan club.
With a not-so-subtle reminder of what the business end of a Pyr is for.
After a day like today, Luna is a positive inspiration. If I had the strength to muscle three or four cats off the sofa, I’d give Luna a run for her money.
I’m in love with Luna.
but this is the first time I’ve seen a funnel weaver spider come out from the funnel.
Click here for larger image.
I like funnel web spiders (in the States). But never say Funnel Web Spider in Australia, unless you like to watch grown people panic.
Amazingly, the venom of the Australian Funnel Web is only (extremely) toxic to primates – which never occured here ’til humans came.
Such a cool picture.
I liked it so much, I stole it to play with it, here.
I hope Andi doesn’t mind. 😀
I don’t mind at all. It’s interesting to see what you did with it. I have another shot of a different part of the web that I like and have been messing around with.
It’s been a good week for bird photos. The shrubs and trees are blossoming and the nectar eaters in particular are coming close to the house to take advantage of the feast.
Imogen caught this fellow bashing a grub against the fence rail.
Unfortunately, Kookaburras don’t belong in Tasmania. They are native to the mainland and were intentionally introduced here – to the detriment of our skinks and native kingfisher populations.
Still, it’s hard to not enjoy listening to their laughter.
The two tasmanian kingfishers that I would really like to see are the Azure Kingifisher and the Sacred Kingfisher.
pictures. Thank you thank you for sharing!
Your kingfishers make ours look like bleached out has-beens!
These are terrific bird photos.
OH my!!! that made my son grasp his heart (area) and proclaim “CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE”
then ask
CAN WE GET ONE?!?!?!?
no.
Rabbits as pets – on the plus side, the are very quiet.
On the minus side, the like to chew, especially electrical cords – although the tend to grow out of that one after they get to be a year or so old. Until then, we just keep the cords off the floor.
How is Albert doing?
He’s doing well.
We’re waiting to see if the two broken roots grow into actual teeth or not. He still finds hard food a bit difficult, but other than that seems relatively unfazed by the ordeal.
He’s still on anti-biotics, but that will be an off and on thing his whole life due to his pasturella infection, since there is no way to get rid of it in rabbits.
I’m glad to hear he’s coming through it so well.
At least two, and possibly all six of her front teeth have broken roots and are slowly turning gray. 🙁 Lots of dental surgery to commence.
This was us in the ER with me proving to her that even though she just got hit by a truck she’s still cuter than I am.
I hope she is feeling better!
Ryan is clearly not at her best, but you look cute to me.
How is she fairing these days?
Except for the teeth and casts on her foot and wrist, she’s back to normal. She’s all caught up with her college classes and social life. She’s bummed about her wrecked teeth but they will look as good as new after all the different docs are done with her.
Initially I was a little worried about her psychologically, but I think she’ll be okay.
I’m so glad she’s back to ok with her college work and social life, at least! The face will heal, eventually.
I’m just wondering, does Alfred have any bones?
I had a dog that used to sprall so flat on the floor that we joked that she was, “the stock dog at the boneless chicken ranch” (The Far Side reference).
Albert’s clearly the mascot.
Sounds like a moody cat we have that will walk past and when you reach to pet her, she’ll progressively drop her spine just out of reach. She does this while flattening her ears, lifting her chin, and not breaking stride. She looks like a fuzzy Slinky. She’s go more attitude per pound than any animal I’ve ever known.
Still ruling the roost, I see. 😉
Good God, I am ruled by a dog! How did I ever raise 4 kids through their puppyhood? 🙁
From the intoduction of Stephen Budiansky’s The Truth About Dogs.
HJ says, I’m not bad I’m just drawn that way.
Apparently Hopeful Jr has had enough of racing around the house like Cujo and has decided the couch looks extra comfy tonight with the pillows arranged just right for her lounging enjoyment. She’s shamelessly showing off her shaven tummy and inner bits.
Tasmania has 14 skinks (live-bearers), and one lizard (egg-layers).
This is the lizard (on Imogen’s hand).
We’re literally crawling with dragons and skinks at the moment. It’s finaly warm enough for them to come out.
I hope I didn’t blow out anyone’s margins, but I couldn’t resist posting the dragon life-size.
Keres, I can never get enough pictures of Luna. I’m just crazy about her. I have to restraim myself from complaining when she doesn’t appear in your diaries, which are always a treat nevertheless. You haven’t noticed that I don’t speak to you on those days, have you?
Thank you so much for all your photos and give that beauty a hug for me.
The smaller bee is the native bee, the larger one is the European Honeybee.
They really are tiny. They’re about the same lenght and a little more slender than the average house fly.