Welcome to Words from Willow Pond

Willow Pond is the home of Deb and husband, Ian, their three adult children, Jossy, Kimmy & Dylan, Joss' husband, Chris, two lippizzaners, Dutchy & Obie, an Old English Sheepdog called Mitzi, the cutest Cavoodle ever, called Oscar, two orphaned Ringtail Possums, named Tamigotchi and Saori, two brush tail orphans, named Penny and Sheldon and other resident ringtail and brush tail possums and many geckos and frogs. Otis our rainbow lorikeet, whom we looked after for over 11 years, finally flew the coop and is enjoying the freedom of the skies.

Deb and her family have lived at Willow Pond for the past fourteen years.

Deb & Ian can sometimes be found down by the willow tree on a hot afternoon sharing a cold beer after spending the day gardening and mowing lawns.

Deb & Ian planted a young Willow tree about ten years ago down near their pond in the back paddock, and it has grown into a very fine specimen. They have since planted four more Willow saplings, which are growing well. The Willows inspired Deb to name the property Willow Pond. It is their hope that native wildlife will find shelter and a haven here like the characters from the children's classic, Wind in the Willows.

Deb enjoys creating ideas and writing here at Willow Pond. She intends to dedicate this blog to the adventures at Willow Pond with her family.

If you have found us by accident, or intentionally, then - Welcome and thank you for dropping by. We hope you enjoy your visit.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Instalment 17 Saturday 23 April 2011

Not a lot to report for today. My holidays are taken up with feeding routines and trying to fit all my other commitments into my imposed four-hourly increments. But I don't mind. I'm feeling a little tired though.

I am not one to have nana naps (oops, I mean - power naps) as I always seem to feel worse, so I don't. I never get to catch up on my missed sleep and I think I read somewhere that you can never regain lost sleep. Don't quote me, but I know I read it somewhere.

Tamigotchi remains fresh smelling and continues to eat well. This is a good thing.

Saori has decided that she likes to stand up to be fed. That brings its own sorts of problems in that she dribbles a lot of the milk away and it runs down her skinny little elbows. She is such a character...really very cute who knows what she wants. She really likes to do things her way.
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