One of the things I wonder about...

I always wonder why a house has two doors right beside each other...I have never tried to google that to see if there is a reason. Was it a house built for two families? I don't think so...almost all I see with the two doors side by side are small houses. Most of the times they are just big enough for a small family.
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Lorelei has been here quite a bit this week. She is growing and changing so fast. She has bumped her head a time or two on our table...and it does hurt. There is no doubt about it. But after one of the first times of doing it, a little bit later she dropped something and bent over to pick it up. After she picked it up, she laid her head against the corner of the table, and started to pretend to cry. It was so funny!

That first time was a week or two ago...well, yesterday she started to doing it again. She did it two or three times. I am not sure if she does it to get sympathy or laughter...because it always gets a laugh from us.

I have a really small vacuum...more or less a dust-buster...it is a small upright, but you can take off the vacuum just like Dustbuster. That tells you how small it is...Lorelei has discovered it and loves to get it out and push it all around the house.

And sometimes here with her papaw or at home with her dad, she will go to yell for one of them and out comes 'Dad-Paw!' She definitely loves her dad and papaw....she loves for Roger to chase her through the house. There is just something about her papaw that she wants all his attention.

She has learned to jump now, and has been shaking her head no and nodding it up and down, though the up and down is not quite as easy as shaking her head no. Her dad was showing her how to turn a flip and she is trying...it is so cute to watch.

When her dad is home for her bedtime, he has to go give her the ET touch two or three times before she will settle down and go to sleep...

A church, I assume

On the way home, the other day we came to a four-way stop...thank goodness for that. I probably wouldn't have got this photograph if it hadn't. And it was not a place to stop and back up. I snapped this one and one other...but I so would like to go back and look at it again. Click and enlarge it to see it better.

I would love to know just how old it is and the history...I even wondered had it been a school. I tend to think it was a church because of the windows but whatever it was, I bet it would have tons of stories to tell if the walls could talk. Look at that tin roof...can you imagine a preacher trying to deliver his sermon with a hard rain or hail falling? If you have never been in a building with a tin roof, you don't know what you have missed.

I did not see a sign of any kind around it...weeds were growing up all around it. It just seemed to be in a sad state, but there is that dumpster beside it so maybe someone is trying to do something with it. I sure hope they are.

Now, take a good look at this church and go take a look at this picture posted by Don at Slackwater. It was taken by a friend of his...all I am going to say is that my mouth fell open when I saw it! I just cannot comprehend how it was built at the time it was built...I can't even comprehend starting the project this day and age. Later, after seeing it, I thought to google 'The Church of the Savior on Spilled Blood,' then clicked images to see more detailed photos of the architecture. I was even more impressed after doing that.

Flutterbies

I wonder why they were called butterflies and not flutterbies...because they sure tend to flutter on by when I try to capture them in a photograph.
Remember when we were kids, any where there was a mud puddle, there would be all kinds of butterflies. One I don't often see around here are the tiny little silver ones....not sure what they are called, but I don't think they are an inch long even. Oh, I see one once in a blue moon, but that is about it.

Puss Puss is rough on butterflies....I have seen her chase one all over the yard, leaping for it. Run up trees, and jump out after it, and finally actually catching it by doing just that. Of my four cats, she is the most dedicated hunter. Always catching the least bit of movement and going on the alert.

The cardinals have moved on...I don't think they had babies yet. But I am sort of relieved because I don't think the cats caught one of them...usually if they catch a bird, mouse, or mole, they bring it to show us. They like to share that way.

But the cats are just being cats, and I love them. Each one has a distinct personality. My four now are so totally different than the four I had a few years ago. The ones I have now never listen to me...and I am meaning never. Except one time last Christmas Bubbie was about to start with the Christmas tree and I yelled at him, really mad in fact, and he looked at me and actually stopped. I think that was the one and only time any have ever listened. They don't look when I call their name, much less come to me.

The four I had before, well, one was mine, one for each of my daughters and the other....she came here and claimed us all. One of my daughter's cats came from the humane shelter, and was older, but she still knew her name...all of them knew their name, came to their name, I don't remember the one we got from the pound ever doing much for me to tell her no or get down...but the other three all knew what the word no mean, they all got down when I told them, and they came to their name.

With our cats now, we call ourselves the cat herders part of the time; the rest we are just doormen.

I want to leave you with a couple quotes which I find to be so true....if you want to read more go here.

"Dogs believe they are human. Cats believe they are God."
- Unknown

"Dogs have owners, cats have staff."
- Unknown

"Cats are smarter than dogs. You can't get eight cats to pull a sled through snow. "
- Jeff Valdez