Family, Life!, nature, Pets

How Molly became Moe, a little bit about my crazy cat!

 

 

moe12I know that readers are not mainly interested in reading posts about my pets, but I had to share some photos of my cat, Moe, whom I might add is very photogenic and who loves to get his photo taken. I swear, when I take his photograph, it’s like being at a photo shoot. Moe is an indoor, outside cat and comes and goes as he pleases. Therefore, when it is nice and sunny outside, I love to take pictures of him lounging around  in the sun.I know what some of you may be thinking, “Who the heck names their cat, Moe?” (unless of course you are a fan of the three stooges). In my eyes, it is not much of a cat name. To make a long story short, when I first adopted Moe, we thought he was a she. I know. I know. How do you not know whether or not your cat is a girl or a boy? I mean, come on, it is obvious! right? wrong!! The people who we adopted him from said he was a girl, and from what we saw, he definitely was a girl! So, at that time,  I decided to name her Molly.

A month had passed, and  we noticed that Molly’s demeanor was much more masculine and it was clearly apparent that she was a boy. I know that  this whole story may sound a bit stupid or unbelievable, but I guess Moe (Molly at the time) did not start “developing” until he was a month or so older.  I then decided to name him Moe, so I was not fully changing his identity too much.lol. Usually, you can tell the sex of your pet right off of the bat, but this was not in Moe’s case. Either way, I love Moe just the same. Girl or boy.

What I have found and learned from being a cat owner is that taking care of a cat is much more easier than taking care of a dog. Moe is a very independent and self- sufficient cat. He pretty much takes care of himself and comes and goes as he pleases. Dogs cannot leave the house without getting hit by a car (this happened to my dog–unfortunately).

I know that cats usually stay either indoors or outdoors, however, Moe chose to have the best of both worlds. When he wants to come in, he meows by the front door. The best is that he does not require a litter box, (because his bathroom is in the woods) and he takes very good care of himself. Now this is all his choice. He is also kind of OCD when it comes to cleaning his coat. Moe’s fur is the cleanest and softest coat you will ever feel! He likes things so clean, that you can find him cleaning our dog’s ears. It is too funny!

On another note, my husband and I have nicknamed, Moe, the “litter police”  because he likes to collect litter from around our house and he places it in a neat pile on our stoop. Then he sits on the stoop and stares at you until you pick it up and throw it away.I give the little guy a lot of credit for caring about the environment. The only unfortunate thing about Moe is that, occassionally, he can be found hunting baby animals in which he proudly drops off on our front stoop as a “gift.” I mean, I appreciate his thoughtfulness and all, but really, who wants to see a dead baby rabbit, possum, bird or chipmunk on their front stoop? It totally grosses me out.

One time, Moe exhibited what I would like to call non-cat-like-behavior when he decided to be “giving” with his food that day. It was about 5 in the morning and he had actually brought a “friend” home. Since my cat is what I would like to consider very high-maintenance, he only associates himself with other good looking cats. Oddly, Moe enjoys sharing his food with this stray cat ,which is a very rare breed, and very clean and goodlooking. You never find Moe hanging around with the grungy looking stray cats, only the good looking cats such as himself. I just found it to be quite odd that he shared his food so willingly.Maybe he feels that it was the closest thing he will ever be to a father? Who knows.

During the winter, Moe still wants to go outside. You would think that even on the exceptionally cold days he would want to come inside. No, not him, he is too independent. He chooses to stay warm by sitting directly on the top of the hood of my car. I mean, how strange is that?? How often do you see a cat sitting on the top of the hood of your car?

Sometimes I wonder how he survives outside because he lacks common sense. Recently, it was much more colder than usual and he decided to hide under my car to get more heat, and, as a result, he received an extremely bad burn directly  on the top of his head from my exhaust pipe. The poor little guy came running in, whimpering with steam coming directly off the top of his head!He was walking around with a little bald spot, which was both sad and cute at the same time. But this is the life that he wants to live. lol.

Anyway, enough of my rambling on about Moe, I hope you enjoy his pics. Just wanted to show you how beautiful he truly is! (: (they are under photography section)

Family, Pets

My Chocolate Lab, Brandy

My Chocolate Lab, Brandy, is by far the best pet that I have ever owned my entire life. My husband and I bought her 9 years ago, and she is the best purchase we have ever made. Brandy has a very kind, loyal and innocent disposition. Even at 9 years old, she is still as playful and energetic as she was when she was a puppy. When I walk through the door after a long day at work, Brandy makes all of my problems from the day go away. I look forward to my husband saying “Brandy, give mommy kisses.” Brandy then proceeds to jump up to give me kisses. I think it is so cute how she associates me with “mommy.” I wanted to share some photos of Brandy that I took of her at home while playing catch. She absolutely loves catch and, of course, getting her picture taken.

 

 

 

nature, Photography

Deep Cut Gardens

Last summer, my friend (who is also into photography) asked me to accompany her to a park in New Jersey called “Deep Cut Gardens” to take some photos. At first, I was a little hesitant to go because I didn’t think that I could get any great photos.

When I think of parks, I think of little kids running around screaming, a germ infested playground, a sandbox filled with children, gossiping mothers,miserable babysitters, proud parents, soccer moms, soccer games, ice-cream trucks and ice cream wrappers etc. etc. Oh, and lets not forget that this was in the middle of August and it was nearly 93 degrees outside. So, this was not very tempting at the time!

Then I thought, heck, why not, I could add some photos of families to the good ole portfolio. When we arrived there, I was in awe. It was not like any other typical park, nor was it like any other park that I had ever been to previously.

This park was amazingly beautiful. I mean STUNNING! If you ever have a chance to visit NJ, you must visit Deep Cut Gardens. It is 54 acres of beautiful trees, flowers and green houses. A photographer’s dream! I could not stop snapping photos!

I have attached the link, so check out the photos on the website. I am also attaching two photos of mine that I had taken when I was there.

Enjoy! I hope you embark on the journey to Deep Cut Gardens! It is absolutely gorgeous!

http://www.monmouthcountyparks.com/page.aspx?Id=2518

 

Family, Life!

What is it like being adopted?

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I have always wondered what it must be like to have grown up with parents that you can call your own. I know how silly this must sound, but this is something that I have always wondered about since the moment that I was told that I was adopted.

When you are a little kid, you are not really sure what being adopted exactly means, but you believe your adopted mother when she says “You are special, Jess.” “God wanted us to have you.” I remember thinking, “Wow, that is so cool, I was chosen!” Then as you grow up and you learn more about the world around you, your childhood innocence begins to fade ever so slightly.

Going food shopping was a nightmare. I used to look for a resemblance in any couple that passed me in the aisle. I had this plan that I would boldly walk up to them, tap them on the shoulder and say “Exxxxxxcusseeee me, arrrrreeee youuuuu, my real parents?” However, my fear of strangers would kick in and that boldness would subside. As I became a teenager, that need to find my real parents turned into a feeling of “How the hell could you give up your own child?” Then the rebellion kicked in.

As the years passed, I always had that question in the back of my mind. Actually…. many questions.

When I was in high school, my feelings about being adopted would resurface when I would get into a fight with my adopted mother. Unfortunately, I would use my anger about being adopted as a weapon to hurt my mother when she made me angry. When she used to say “I brought you into this world, I can take you out of it.” I would painfully throw back an “Actually, mom, if I am not mistaken, you did not bring me into this world. You just signed the papers” This was followed by a “You ungrateful (followed with a string of profantities)” from my mom. Then from there, I knew to hide at one of my friend’s houses.

Now, I do not want to get into the details of what happened after I made that hurtful statement directed towards my mother. But lets say the aftermath of that statement was not pretty. Lets just say that my mom was an old school italian mother who was born and raised in the Bronx.

Although I loved my mother very much (she passed away when I was 18), I took out my anger about being adopted on her. I don’t know why, but I think sometimes,we do this to the ones that we love or feel the most comfortable with, and I do regret it.

In my early twenties, I had the desire to reach out to the adoption agency. I had always promised my mom that I would never find my biological parents because I considered her to be my real mom. She never discouraged the search, but I knew deep down it hurt her. The thought that I wanted to meet the actual people who gave me up.

The truth is, I did not want to search for them because I wanted to start my life over with my “real” parents, but I, like many other adopted people out there,just want to close that chapter of our lives. You just want to put a face to the image of your parents that you have conjured up in your mind.You want to make sure your parents are not serial killers or something. Thankfully mine are not.

I am going to save my experiences of what it was like to meet my biological mother for another posting, but lets just say that it was a wild roller coaster ride.It was a pretty cool experience. Not what I had experienced,and it came with some dissappointments, but it was worth it.

Life!, nature, Photography

The Cutest Animal EVER!! A Red Panda!!

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My husband and I currently took a trip to the Philadelphia Zoo, and I decided to bring my camera. Although I am a teacher by day, I love to do photography as a hobby. I especially love  taking photos of animals. I was hoping to take some pictures of some interesting animals while I was there.When I came across this animal, I was saddened to read that the Red Panda is an endangered species due to poaching for their fur amongst other reasons. When I saw him, I just wanted to take him home! I fell in love instantly!

I am sure some of you have read or heard about this type of panda before, however, since I do not get out much, I have never heard of this cute little guy. Well, it is not everyday you get to see a Red Panda, so you could imagine how excited I was and photo happy. You would have thought this panda was famous. I felt like I was the papparazzi.My husband was actually getting embarrassed. He’s like “Alright, enough photos, you’re embarrassing me. There are other animals here.” As he was pretending he did not know me.. lol

Anyway…. I decided to look up some information about the Red Panda and here is what I found:

They generally are found in the slopes of the south of the Himalayas and the mountainous forests However, currently the red panda is classified as endangered, with an estimated population of fewer than 2,500 mature individuals. Their population continues to decline due to habitat fragmentation, combined with poaching for their fur, and their low birth rate and high death rate in the wild.called the lesser panda, fire cat, and fat fox (http://www.newworldencyclopedia.org/entry/Red_panda)

Well, I hope you found the Red Panda as interesting as I do. He was so cute, I just wanted to take him home. Check out my photos and let me know what you think! If you want to go check him out he is at the Philadelphia Zoo.

blogging, Uncategorized

How do I get more traffic to my blog?

Ok, so I need some advice, pointers, tips… anything from those experienced, successful bloggers here on Word Press! At this point, I am desperate!! (just kidding). I have been perusing through Word Press and have noticed that many bloggers have followers and attract much more traffic to their blog than I do.

The question that I am posing to you, fellow readers, is this: How do I get more people to read my blog? It seems like everyone on this site has followers and comments are being made on their site,however, my blog pretty much is viewed not as much as I would like.

How do I get more people to comment and view my blog? I would like to have some followers. I know I may sound somewhat desperate in my plea for advice as to how to attract more traffic, but I think it is human nature to seek some sort of attention on here. Some sort of recognition or a sense of approval. I don’t know. Maybe I am asking for too much!

I am not looking to get my blog featured, just some fellow blogger advice as to how to attract more viewers. How do I get that sense of knowing that “I belong to the blogging circle” here on Word Press.

If you have any advice as to what you think I should do, well, that would be greatly appreciated! I am open to any constructive criticism that is thrown my way. As a teacher, I have learned to take criticism. Therefore, just leave a comment with what works, or what I should change. After all, I am new to this new blogging thing and I know everyone has to start somewhere!
Thank you!