COLD DARK ROOM
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Pastel Tortie
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Or a new turtle...
Pastel Tortie
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It never occurred to me that the wool spider might have relatives...
Those are beautiful@Kristoff
These are my new tortoises..... LOL. Easy to carry, they don`t poop and pee and must not be feeded.....
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Pastel Tortie
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They're beautiful!@Kristoff
These are my new tortoises..... LOL. Easy to carry, they don`t poop and pee and must not be feeded.....
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Thank you very much. I love them too.
Pastel Tortie
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Carol, I love that idea! Just off the top of my mind for the 2018 CDR Christmas Story...
Everyone, feel free to volunteer or share your schedule (or what your workload is like, if it's heavy or not) during certain days or time frames, to help the current writer nominate the next person to write a paragraph(-ish).
Also, for the benefit of newer regulars or TFO members just tuning in... If you aren't sure what to write to progress the story, introduce your (torts). I don't think any of us are too hard pressed to talk about our tort kids.
There's no reason the tort kids can't live where they live normally, unless they go off on an adventure together. Part of the challenge for a Christmas miracle may be figuring out who wants what.
The rest of us can assist the current and future writers by dropping hints and reminders about our own torts and little tidbits that come to mind...
Like the wool spider's sister (if she exists) who loves someplace bright and cold and makes lovely frozen web art (among whatever else she makes or does).
Today's Joke:
What do sheep say to each other at Christmastime?
Merry Christmas to ewe!
What do sheep say to each other at Christmastime?
Merry Christmas to ewe!
mmmm I like this new species. Very colourful.Thank you. I think it is a new species of tortoises. Glas tortoises
Baaaaaaaaad baaaaaaaaaaaaaaad baaaaaaaaaaad
At the moment she is, but then, I just got her.
@CarolM
I want to continue your Christmas miracle story:
It was two weeks before Christmas and the kids are getting so excited about Christmas. I love Joe, Torento, Clunker, Jacques, Sully, Ma, Mo, Kristoff, Rue, Kang, Clark, Harry, Blue, Whity, Pickles, Tidgy, Oli Bold, Julio and Misty ( I am sorry if I have forgotten anyones name - it IS Monday morning and please insert your babies name into the story) so so much and I cannot disappoint them this Christmas. I have no job anymore and have been pretending to go to work everyday so that the kids don't know. But with no job and no money Christmas is going to be so disappointing this year. I need a Christmas miracle.......
So I went downtown to view some store windows. Maybe one of these stores need a helping hand before Christmas and would pay me. I was really in despair. I would do mostly every job to earn a little bit money.
There were a lot of people in the streets. Busy people searching for the last Christmas gifts they want to buy. People with heavy bags in their hands. My own hands were empty. So empty like my purse. I was praying to see a sign in one of these store windows saying : "Help needed. Enter when you are interested", but none...
My mood is getting sadder and sadder. At the end of the street right on the edge I recognize a very small window store and something in the window fascinates me. I don`t know what it is. I am getting nearer. It was a very small store. The sign on the window tells me that it was a shop for antiquities.
It was very dark in the store but I can see an old man standing behind an old wooden counter. I was scared because the old man looks directly in my eyes. I can`t avoid his look. It seems to me that for several minutes we were looking each other in the eyes but in real it was only a few seconds.
Suddenly I turn my face and want to go away as I hear a little bell jingle. It was the bell on the entry door of the store. A hoarse voice ask: "Are you searching for work ? I could need a helping hand in the store. Are you interested ?"
I turn my face and can`t believe the words I have heard. I was astonished. How could the old man know that I was searching for employment ? I was looking in two watery blue friendly eyes of the old man and feel that my Christmas miracle has just begun.
"Yes, I am interested." I hear my own voice without thinking about what I was saying.
"Okay, come in. I`ll show you what to do. It is easy to do but I am old and some things are too heavy for me."
The old man opens the entry door of his store and the bell jingles again. I was following him. It was a little bit dark inside the small room. I can see a lot of shelves. The whoole store was full with shelves and every shelve helds totally different things: Wooden boxes, old lamps, figures in all sizes, a lot of old dolls, porcelain, silver cutlery, tea pots, old tin toys..... and so much more I can`t describe. The lot of things were overwhelming me.
"Here, take that duster and clean my beauties, but be very careful. Every piece in here has his own personality and story. Please don`t break a thing, they are very precious."
I want to continue your Christmas miracle story:
It was two weeks before Christmas and the kids are getting so excited about Christmas. I love Joe, Torento, Clunker, Jacques, Sully, Ma, Mo, Kristoff, Rue, Kang, Clark, Harry, Blue, Whity, Pickles, Tidgy, Oli Bold, Julio and Misty ( I am sorry if I have forgotten anyones name - it IS Monday morning and please insert your babies name into the story) so so much and I cannot disappoint them this Christmas. I have no job anymore and have been pretending to go to work everyday so that the kids don't know. But with no job and no money Christmas is going to be so disappointing this year. I need a Christmas miracle.......
So I went downtown to view some store windows. Maybe one of these stores need a helping hand before Christmas and would pay me. I was really in despair. I would do mostly every job to earn a little bit money.
There were a lot of people in the streets. Busy people searching for the last Christmas gifts they want to buy. People with heavy bags in their hands. My own hands were empty. So empty like my purse. I was praying to see a sign in one of these store windows saying : "Help needed. Enter when you are interested", but none...
My mood is getting sadder and sadder. At the end of the street right on the edge I recognize a very small window store and something in the window fascinates me. I don`t know what it is. I am getting nearer. It was a very small store. The sign on the window tells me that it was a shop for antiquities.
It was very dark in the store but I can see an old man standing behind an old wooden counter. I was scared because the old man looks directly in my eyes. I can`t avoid his look. It seems to me that for several minutes we were looking each other in the eyes but in real it was only a few seconds.
Suddenly I turn my face and want to go away as I hear a little bell jingle. It was the bell on the entry door of the store. A hoarse voice ask: "Are you searching for work ? I could need a helping hand in the store. Are you interested ?"
I turn my face and can`t believe the words I have heard. I was astonished. How could the old man know that I was searching for employment ? I was looking in two watery blue friendly eyes of the old man and feel that my Christmas miracle has just begun.
"Yes, I am interested." I hear my own voice without thinking about what I was saying.
"Okay, come in. I`ll show you what to do. It is easy to do but I am old and some things are too heavy for me."
The old man opens the entry door of his store and the bell jingles again. I was following him. It was a little bit dark inside the small room. I can see a lot of shelves. The whoole store was full with shelves and every shelve helds totally different things: Wooden boxes, old lamps, figures in all sizes, a lot of old dolls, porcelain, silver cutlery, tea pots, old tin toys..... and so much more I can`t describe. The lot of things were overwhelming me.
"Here, take that duster and clean my beauties, but be very careful. Every piece in here has his own personality and story. Please don`t break a thing, they are very precious."
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He's getting better. I actually petted him (a tiny bit) last night after I put his bowl of wet food in front of him.
Pastel Tortie
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Bold was outnumbered, 2 to 1. That didn't stop the tiny turtle from demonstrating his climbing proficiency. Nor did it stop him from expressing his displeasure at having been picked up and thwarted from escaping.Don't lose him there!
Those pictures were taken AFTER Bold left a big little pile of Mini Mud mud in my hand... and BEFORE Bold moisturized his dad's hand. At least Bold didn't tag the shirt. That seems to be the box turtle's job.
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Pastel Tortie
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It's a good thing Bold is so darn cute. Most scarf pins don't poop in your hand...Bold is looking like a very nice scarf pin !
Pastel Tortie
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You'll teach him some manners yet.
G’day all
Just a quick pix of the Carved Family who have taken over our fireplace mantel.
Various stages of being finished.
Just a quick pix of the Carved Family who have taken over our fireplace mantel.
Various stages of being finished.
Good evening roomies. It`s beginning to look around like Christmas .....
So I proudly present my first Christmas song for you this evening.
Sabine that was wonderful!!
Looking forward to more!!
I also love that sexy Christmas top too!!
