Monday, July 4, 2011

A Bird and Her Tree

What is that called when you place human emotions on animals?
I want my pets to be able to look up at me and see a recognizable face and think to herself, I have a face, she has a face.  This will hopefully make her more likely to identify with me, and not feel weird.  But most of the time, when I'm dealing with my little feathered friends the chickens, all they probably see is a big hand reaching towards them and what must that look like to them?  Definitely not a mother, guardian or fellow bird.  More like an alien spaceship or a predatory starfish. It's hard to separate that human emotion of looking at something living and looking  for a face.  But even robotic chickens seem to know to look at your face, the eyes must have a draw.
But my best comparison that I've decided is an acceptable place to be in the eyes of my pet chickens is that I am nothing more than their friendly tree.  This approach to a relationship has proved successful in understanding their behaviors around me.
Mainly they want to get as far elevated as possible and my arms are such convincing branches.  They get their vertical high, and I get my projection of human emotion that they've befriended me.
My chickens may be little feathered robots, but I've found a way into their programming and can enjoy the illusion of friendship while they malfunction and randomize.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Monday, December 28, 2009

it does exist!




















a photo of me and Maranatha, now if only I had gotten individual photos with all my bridesmaids..
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Thursday, November 19, 2009

A Friend in Any Weather?

Today, I said goodbye to Eliasib as he left for work.  I then  proceeded to do some sewing, cleaning and food preparation (no, of course I'm not a housewife!).  I was a little lonely because being at home all day can alter your perspective on reality and could theoretically cause you to speak to inanimate objects.  Luckily I have not reached this fearful stage yet, I have only been at home during the day a few times and this condition only sets in after prolonged periods of time.

Since I was working busily all by myself, I decided to bring Maranatha downstairs.  I set her in the living room next to Megan and we all had a grande time! Thanks Maranatha!  No matter the depth of your body, the depth of your ability to light up a room never changes!  Although in this form, I'm afraid Maranatha is a sunny day companion.  Gotta keep this one out of the rain to keep her colors bright.