Bits and pieces of our lives.
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Jim's darling, the Egyptian Arabian mare
"Klu's Exotic One," called "Cynnamon,"
a granddaughter of the legendary Kemosabi.
(She couldn't care less about her blueblood
and is happiest rolling in the mud with her
Nicole takes a break from her perpetual
housecleaning to give Winnie a bellyrub.
Jim practicing "falconry"
with the turkey "Priscilla."
Some of Jim's pen & ink drawings of historic sites.
He also does animal art in a variety of media
(but isn't accepting any new commissions until 2002).
"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains
unawakened." - Anatole France
"Danny" is a purebred wirehaired Dachshund
who wasn't born wirehaired; he's from a long
line of champion hunting dogs and refused to
hunt. He crawled under our fence into our garden
and after we traced his owners they presented him
It took five years of love and labor to turn
nearly barren land into a natural garden.
Our chocolate spotted tabby
Oriental Shorthair, "Tawny."
"Flash" (left) and "Sadie (middle) try
to incriminate "Winnie" for digging in a flowerbed.
Jim's beloved "Dudley," who he called
the most expensive dog in Germany. Adopted
from a German animal shelter at about the age of 6,
and because of all his medical problems the vet
predicted he'd make it "another year." Nobody told
Dudley, and he lived to 16.
"Amadeus" and "Pongo" (our deaf,
epileptic Dalmatian) on "cat patrol" in the garden.
Playhouse for the cats, built around
a pear tree that grows through the roof.
(Designed by Jim, whose carpenters cursed him.)
Jim, his beautiful god-daughter Catie,
and her mom, Mary.