before the storm

Considering we might not have such a great-looking backyard space after Sunday's impending storm o' doom, Laura and I thought it might be a good time to get in an outfit post. Tomorrow we'll be taking in all the yard furniture and trying to stake some of the plants. I'd fear for my baby fruit trees and the new rose plants, but I should probably worry more about the giant trees that stick up through the middle of the deck and tower over the house! (No, that's not them in the pictures. They're each at least twice as large as those trees. In fact, they're so big that they nearly crack the deck boards every time the wind blows...)

This is why it's important, when deciding to plant trees, to think about how they'll look in 30 years.

Speaking of looking your age, today it was impressed upon me that no one would peg me as 29. What was news is that apparently I look young enough to not even be 21. Er...I guess this whole long hair + minimal makeup + dressing cute thing is exacerbating the short stature + big eyes thing. Welp.

Ugh, I just remembered that the squirrels we raised last spring, who come home to visit sometimes, will be out there on their own in the storm. Like I need to worry about more pets.

Anyway, hope everyone in the affected storm areas is prepped and ready for it.

WARDROBE:

cardigan: Mossimo for Target

camisole: Tommy Hilfiger

skirt/shoes/socks: Charlotte Russe

bag: Liz Claiborne

necklace: vintage brooch

ring: gift

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Laura

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never was a paul, baby

Hate to be the downer on everyone's feed, but Fred baby didn't make it. He went downhill very quickly, and his body was simply shutting down, so there was really nothing that could be done for him. Organ failure was the most likely cause of his condition.

I might not have made the other post if I hadn't convinced myself he would get better (especially as this seems to be turning into a dead pets blog this summer. Meant to post happy pig pictures here, not spread depression around, dammit.) However, I still want to show a few photos from back when he was healthy, how I'd like to remember him.

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crossed fingers for fred-pye

The boy has gone in to stay with the vet for some major treatment, and things don't look good.
Best case scenario is that he has a serious-but-treatable illness. Worst case is one of the many untreatable, unpreventable problems guinea pigs can develop as they get older, and, well, we all know how that ends. I wish I didn't have pigs that were all so close to each other in age. This year could get depressing real fast.

Keep your fingers crossed for me, and for little Fred.

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