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Chemistry by Time with Lyme (BLW Contributor)

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I never had any issues with smells or tastes. Even when I was pregnant with my daughter, I can’t ever remember getting sick to my stomach from a scent, as I have heard can happen. But this morning was very different. And I can only attribute it to my tick sick blood.

When spring weather arrives here in Connecticut, I like to leave a window cracked at night. Our home faces a busy street, so I tend to leave the backyard-facing window open, instead the front-street one. People are traveling as early as 5 am on that road, and I like to keep sleeping as long as I can without being woken up by a truck or car zipping past.

But noise wasn’t a problem for me this morning. It was a smell. A typical spring, skunky smell that always manages to slip into my cracked bedroom window and wake…

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The Lost Chihuahua by SPLENDIPPITY (BLW Contributor)

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Several years I found a brown chihuahua on the patio, just sitting there, doing nothing. Most of our neighbors, like us, had dogs, but I knew that none of my immediate neighbors owned one. I had no idea where he came from, but he appeared well cared for and was wearing a collar, surely someone was missing him.

I squatted down on my haunches and began talking to him and he began wagging his tail. I stayed where I was and put my hand out while still talking to him and he came towards me, his tail wagging so hard that his back end curved towards his front making him look like a walking comma.

When he got to where I was squatted I petted his head gently and he began to lick my hand; he was a friendly little guy.  I looked at his collar but he did not have any identification tags.  After a few minutes, I picked him up and headed into the house with him to find a dog leash. Once I found the leash, I attached it to his collar and, still carrying him, went outside to find my husband who was working in the backyard.

“Look what I found,” I said.

“Oh no, where’d he come from?” Steve asked.

“I have no idea.  He doesn’t have any tags, but I want to help him get home.  I don’t want him to get hit by a car or get hurt.”

“How are you going to do that?”

“Well,” I said, “I figure he knows where he lives so he can show me.  I’ll let him walk and I’ll just follow along.”

“Yeah, good luck with that,” Steve said.   “He’ll probably just end up taking you for a long walk and then we’ll have to call the Humane Society.”

“Well, I’m going to try,” I said.

I put him on the ground and he started walking off towards the driveway with me tagging along behind.  When we got to the end of the driveway, the pup headed straight across the road and turned left, moving his little legs as fast as he could.  We continued down the road about a quarter-mile until we came to Black Oak Road, which t-boned off of the road that we lived on, and he turned right onto that road.  About a quarter mile later, he crossed the road again and headed up a driveway.  The mailbox at the end of the driveway said Stoner.  He walked right up the driveway and headed to the front door. When we got to the door, I knocked and an old woman answered.   She was looking directly at me, did not see the dog until I asked, “Mrs. Stoner is this your dog?”

She looked down and said, “Butchie!  Where have you been?”

As I took off the leash I explained to her who I was, where I live and how Butchie had led me to her home.  She leaned over and picked him up and said, “Thank you so much for making sure he got home safely.  I was so worried!  I’ve been looking all over the backyard and in the woods for him.  He’s never done this before and I was so upset.”

After chatting a bit more, I headed back home thinking how sometimes all we have to do is listen to the animals.  They’re often a bit smarter than we give them credit for.

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A fur baby joins the family (BLW Contributor)

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Four years ago, my husband started talking about getting a dog. I didn’t object – I grew up on a farm and I love animals. I know how important it is for kids to grow up with animals too, but I was a little concerned. With both of us working full time far from home, and our boys still not old enough to take care of a dog on their own, I wanted to make sure Alex knew what we were getting into. Dogs are work, and we were already really busy. He assured me he was up for the challenge.

Choosing a breed

We started our research and found a few breeds that seemed to align with our lifestyle (Iams has a quiz that we did a few times, just to make sure). My pick was a Berger Picard, and Alex favoured the Newfoundland and the Bernese Mountain Dog.

Personally, I would happily open our home…

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WE AT BE LIKE WATER BELIEVE THAT WE ARE ALL PART OF THE LEARNING EXPERIENCE, SO WE WANTED TO REACH OUT TO OUR FRIENDS & FANS TO SAY WE APPRECIATE YOUR SUPPORT

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What If The World Went Vegetarian? (Science is Awesome)

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Happy Easter Sunday!!! – Meet Joe the Paraplegic Easter Bunny ;)

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Going Home Part 1 – Happily Curious (BLW Contributor)

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Today, I decided to visit my grandparents land to take some nature pictures.  I visited my great-grandmother’s house and my grandfather’s house.

My great-grandmother’s family has over 100 acres of land and I had not visited it in years.  In my mind, it was still this beautiful big field filled with apple trees, strawberry vines, pecan and plum trees.  I remember spending hours playing with and feeding the horses.  I remember my great- grandmother teaching her grand kids how to make brooms from straw, gather water from the well, and hang clothes on the line. I also remember her putting frogs in our arms and scaring us.

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When it was time to eat, she would make the best biscuits in the wood burning stove.  Afterwards, she sat us down and taught us to make quits.  Even though she didn’t have much, she made sure we were never cold or hungry.

I drove up to the hill hoping to see the house I slept in as a kid.  The yard I use to sweep with straw brooms.  The apple, plum, and pecan trees.  In my heart, I wanted to see my great-grandmother, standing in the yard, waving as I pulled up.

The reality is, there is no more house, the yard is over grown, and all the fruit and nut trees are gone.    Piles of old weathered wood is all that’s left of the house.  Rotting limbs are the only remains of the trees I used to climb.   An overgrown yard replaces the green grass, where I used to run and play with my cousins.  There is no more grandma’s house, only the memories of what once was.

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As I stood there downing in memories, I heard a sound in the woods.  I saw movement and a little bit of my childhood came back.  Just like when I was a kid, there stood the horses.  I spent time getting to know my new friends, petting them, and feeding them.  I felt like a kid again. I felt like I was home.

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