December 29, 2010

Wordless Wednesday #15: Cow Parade in West Orange







There has been an ongoing international art exhibit of fiberglass cows called CowParade. Among "major world cities" (according to Wikpedia) that have had fiberglass cows on display have been Paris, London, Sydney, Capetown, New York, Chicago . . . and West Orange, New Jersey.
I had no idea that West Orange was a major world city but it is a town famous for its obsession with Thomas Edison. (Edison's laboratory and last home are still here and are fine places for the whole family to visit). West Orange is very proud to be associated with Thomas Edison, and they even have lightbulb sculptures around town (and one day I'll get my lazy self out and get photos of them!)
In 2000 the cows visited West Orange for an extended period. I took several photos but have only managed to find these three photos of the thousands of photos I have in boxes and am trying to organize! The back of the photos indicates that I had them developed in October 2000.
They were scattered all over town, and some were in "corrals":




You can read more about CowParade here.

You can find books on the CowParade (in different cities) on Amazon.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

December 22, 2010

Wordless Wednesday #14: Spunky the Tinsel Cat!




These are 1997 photos -- Polaroids, believe it or not, of my dear cat, Spunky. Now these are photos of him "posing" as the Easter Bunny. Yes, it's true. I made him do that. The things we do with our beloved pets! Fortunately, Spunky was the most easy-going cat I've ever known, and I've been "owned" by many cats over the years.

Why am I posting a photo of Spunky at Eastertime when it is almost Christmas? Well, one year Spunky "celebrated" Christmas in an unusual way. I DON'T have photos of THAT.

One day Spunky walked by me and I noticed something unusual. There seemed to be a silver string of some sort hanging from his leg and dragging behind him on the floor. I gently pulled on it to remove it from his leg. It didn't budge. Puzzled, I inspected his leg and gently lifted his tail to see where this mysterious string was coming from. Upon further inspection it became apparent that it was the "icicle tinsel" that we hang on Christmas trees.


It also became apparent that the tinsel was coming of his . . . his butt. It was obvious that he had found the tinsel (by breaking into the closet where it was stored -- it was not yet Christmas), EATEN it, and it was coming out the other end -- whole. Somehow it didn't break down somewhere inside and just came out naturally. It was even silver coming out -- but since Spunky was a silver-gray cat it matched his fur!

I was worried that he would be sick but apparently it didn't bother him at all. Spunky being Spunky, he just went his happy-go-lucky way and didn't even notice it. You would think he would have noticed it when he went to the litter box, but no! This was just a cat who was always deliriously happy. He did like sniffing catnip.

I've since heard that it can do damage to the intestines of a cat or dog and that I should have taken him to the vet to have him examined.
My mother told a friend of hers who told her entire church congregation. Apparently they all really enjoyed the story.

I trimmed the tinsel coming out of him so that it wouldn't drag on the floor. I also stored it away more careful so that criminal mastermind wouldn't break into the closet where it was stored. I was also very careful never to put tinsel on the tree again -- as long as Spunky was alive. He lived to be 17 years old.

Spunky was a wonderful friend . . . but he did call the police one day when I was at home with him. Really, he did. But that's a story for another day . . .


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Merry Christmas everybody!

December 7, 2010

Wordless Wednesday #13: Verona Park In November


These are photos of Verona Park in Verona, New Jersey last month. The colorful fall leaves were almost gone and the boathouse was closed.













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