All is in Readiness...Master.

Hey Y'all,

Remember that line from Rocky Horror Picture Show? Back in another lifetime, me, the now X and several other friends would grab all the props (toast, newspaper, lighter, etc.) and head down to the midnight showing every Saturday in Tallahassee for I don't know how long... Them's were the days, yesiree. I miss that simple time.

Come up to the lab
And see what's on the slab...

Ooops...Ok..flash forward...to FOCUS on keeping my charity solvent in these here cra-zazy times.

Sean is...well, a marvel to behold. I've never met anyone who can keep so many plates in the air without the top of his head shooting off. We have received even more auction items since my last bla-bla, so many in fact, that we don't have room for them all! (I'm feelin' the love!) We have items ranging from $1.00 to several hundred, so there are wonderful values to be had...

And another reminder for those of you who have pre-paid via Paypal, please bring your receipt so we don't shake you down at the door for more moolah...

Sean also wanted me to remind you that you do not need a reservation and we happily accept cash, checks and PayPal (or fresh road-kill:). There will be several laptops at your disposal to go over to Paypal and securely enter your credit/debit card information for those very cool items that you just cannot live without. Just think that purchasing a package of my hand-made, with big love, greeting cards will fetch 10 Jumbo mice! Sort of puts things in some sort of perspective, doesn't it?

Thanks to Melissa and Savannah for making sure Sammy has a new pair of shades!


It's a short one tonight...thank you for taking the time to read my blog. Be sure to hug your loved ones, flesh, feathered and furred. Hug them real tight because you never know when it will be their last, or yours. Those I love, KNOW I love them...no doubt about it! www.hawktalk.org

Fund raiser update and other stuff

Hey Y'all,

We will have lots of auction items available for our fund raiser coming up! Pearls, bracelets, paintings, gift certificates galore, a VERY cool guitar made out of a cigar box(it's even electric!), An autographed book entitled Arrowhawk, by the award winning author, Lola Schaefer and I will have a bunch of my framed photographs for sale. I am trying to finagle a Louisiana duck hunt last minute, but the donor works out of town and the timing will be iffy to try to get together to work out the details...

This is the cover to Mrs. Schaefer's beautiful book!



My youngest Red-shouldered hawk came to visit over the last few days. He looks great!




Face doesn't like to have his picture taken anymore but I was able to sneak in a couple before he ran off. In this next picture, you can tell he's giving me the hairy eyeball...

He's the chewingest cat I've ever known...maybe he's flossing his teeth?


Bill - with his unique perspective on life...


Could this be why it takes me forever to type something???


Oh, and that messy pile of papers you see on the left USED to be an ORGANIZED messy pile of papers, but two rambunctious puddies like to play king of the hill with it.

NOTHING goes to waste around here...

This is Cristobel enjoying some shade...


The Tison brothers dropped off the guitar today and I gave them the nickle tour. They snapped off this shot of Sam. We had a great visit!

My wonderful veterinarian had a baby girl. Isn't she adorable?


This is Stitch's glorious self...


On a sad note, I lost Buffy yesterday. She fell ill suddenly on Wednesday. I don't know how old she was because she was already laying when I acquired her last November. I believe it was Merek's Disease which is a virus that affects them neurologically. She was a good girl... Friday afternoon after I returned home from errands, she had a couple seizures and I held her as she crossed over. I think that is the nicest way to go, don't you? To know that you were well loved and cared for?


Thank you for taking the time to read my blog. If you would care to donate some Mou$e Money, you can go over to www.hawktalk.org and click on the PayPal for your convenience or drop a check in the mail to: HawkTalk, P.O. Box 130, Holly Springs, GA 30142 Thanks very much for your help! ....m.

Covered in Grape Juice...BAAAAAK!

Hey Y'all,

The chickens absolutely LOVE grapes, but in their eagerness to out do one another, they jump in my lap and sling grape guts and juice all over me. I have to come inside and change clothes after a grape fest. I get them cheap at the grocery, just before they rot, so they are soft to begin with. Heck, I should put them in the bath tub and start stomping...

My friend Terre, brought her New Your City friends here last weekend and I think they might have been a bit...overwhelmed at the 'friendliness' of said chickens. That day, we were enjoying Moist and Meaty dog treats...sort of like Gaines Burgers, but in shreds. Nothing as messy as grapes, but I bet she took a shower anyway when they returned to the hotel...

I had to take Sookie to hospital to repair her surgical incision. I felt something amiss Wednesday so I got her in that day and Dr. Martinez took care of her Friday. She is sharing the room with Ichabod and he's none too please with her constant complaining about being in the crate by herself. She and Bill are typical kitties, which means I need to be careful with her for a week or so.

The back of my chair is their favorite hang out


Bill's cute self


Could this be why my desk is always a mess?


My very cool friend Dianne, customized this here goose bust to look just like Johnson! Thank you ever so much!


Gosh...was it TWO years ago that I met Adrienne Myles and her injured Barred owl? Either one or two, but she has so generously donated a painting of "Myles" to be auctioned off at the fund raiser, along with a beautiful painting of a Burrowing owl. Anyway, dear Myles didn't look both ways before he crossed the street and had an eye boo-boo. He stayed with me for a while until he was up to snuff, then I returned him to her yard for release. I try very hard to include the Good Samaritan in the release, after all, if it weren't for them, I wouldn't have any birds to care for! It isn't stretched and not yet in it's frame, so the photo doesn't do it justice.


Two years ago today, I buried David down by the pond. Big Lots is having their summer sale so I bought another frog to add to his grave. I miss him every day and twice on Sunday. He would stick his foot in my drink if I left him alone long enough, so I thought this frog a fitting tribute.


The chickens stopped by to pay their respects...


David swiping the last swallow of my milk. Would to God, I would give him the whole cow to once again here his purr that sounded for the world like a rusty swing...


He was a funny cat, more like a human in cat's pajamas


He always smiled when he slept, like he was chasing frogs or butterflies...


Now, he is just beyond the veil and always at the ready when someone needs escorting across the Rainbow Bridge, be it human or animal...he is there to help. I can't wait to see him and Mina and Mo, along with my momma and daddy. One day, we will all be together again and everyone will be whole, happy and healthy. Oh, happy day!


As new life comes from death
Love will come at leisure
Love of love, love of life
And giving without measure
Gives in return a wondrous yearn
Of a promise almost seen
Live hand in hand
And together we will stand
On the threshold of a dream
Moody Blues

Thank you for taking the time to read my blog and I appreciate very much the Mou$e Money that you have donated. I am a loner, but not an island and I cannot make it without your help....m.

Icabod update

Hey Y'all,

Well, my wonderful vet decided to hold off on doing more surgery on Ichabod, after all. He wants to give it another few weeks to see how things progress. I deal with the bird day in and day out and cannot appreciate the progress that Dr. Martinez can see with a periodic visit. So, I will keep you apprised of the situation...

Here is a rose for you, the reader. Thank you for sharing this ride with me....m.

Fund Raiser Update!

Hey Y’all,

Well, I go for 3 weeks without a peep and then you hear from me twice in one day…go figure.

The fund raiser for HawkTalk will be Thursday, Sept. 2nd from 5-8pm at Champps Americana near Northpoint Mall in Alpharetta. Their address is 7955 North Point Parkway, Alpharetta, GA 30022 and is located next door to PF Changs. Tickets are 10.00 to enter and you will receive one signature drink, along with appetizer. With any additional drinks, a portion of those beverages will also be donated to HawkTalk. There will be a live birds of prey display and a silent auction.

Please come out and help us celebrate the importance of things wild! If you have any questions, contact me via email monteen@hawktalk.org or phone me at 770.720.1847….m.

Scully’s out of his gourd with excitement!

I don't hope for miracles, I rely on them...

Hey Y’all,

Quite a few people have remarked that they have all but stopped giving to 'big' charities or ones that go overseas because they can't be sure how their money is being spent.

Well, there is no guesswork involved when you donate to HawkTalk because all you have to do is drive up here and you can see your money at work. We need operational expenses, building materials and skilled carpenters for an expansion for chambers and to build a larger deck that would allow me to give in-house lectures. With my stable of 9 non-releasable raptors in-house, I badly need more room to house rehab birds.

Enough lamenting…

The youngsters have all but flown the coop; one hawk still comes in during the evening a couple times a week and the youngest of the Barred owls comes in about as infrequently, but now he mostly comes at night when there isn’t a good photo opportunity. At the end of my day, I put mice on the hackboard and look with the flashlight a few hours later and they’re gone… Sometimes when I’m sitting on the swing at night listening to the frogs and contemplating my fate, I feel a rush of wind coming from across the pond and when I shine my light on the hackboard, I can see it gently swaying. Payment comes in all forms…




Both of my patients that were transferred up from south Georgia had to be euthanized. **sigh** Both were fractures that were pinned by a veterinarian down there. The red-tail’s wing was frozen in place and the feathers weren’t coming in correctly. It was a first year bird, so she had already lost crucial life experiences and keeping her in captivity to go through another moult was out of the question. That and she was very aggressive, so long-term physical therapy would have been very difficult. The Barred owl either sustained vascular damage during the injury or the wing was bandaged too tightly post surgery because when we took off the wrap, the elbow and two inches on either side was completely leather like; dried up and looked desiccated like a mummy. Both were very sad cases and too gross to share those photographs with you, the reader. (It was bad enough showing you the box of rats lined up like little soldiers! :)

Icabod, (aka No-No) is going in for his third surgery in the morning as his partially amputated stump is still raw and has not healed over. He continues to use it as a kickstand and as a club when he whacks me in the head while he’s on the glove. He is another one that has not adjusted well to captivity and the old boy doesn’t have many options. All I know is he cannot live in the middle of my floor for the next ten years to prevent him from damaging himself further. So, Dr Martinez and I are going to hold our collective noses and take the wing off at the wrist and hope for the best. We cannot go any higher up as per Federal regulations. This is our last ditch effort before he gets to go sleep with the fishes. He’s a very beautiful bird and after the trauma of finally getting him onto the glove, is quite calm which is why I continue to hold out hope for his recover. Please keep him in your prayers. It’s all in his hands from this point on…


Not like I needed anything else to feed, but I took two little kitties home from the vet’s office and man alive, Face and Mommy punished me for about 2 weeks. I’ve never heard such growling and snarling coming from those two. You would have thought that I just invited Jack the Ripper home. I tried to explain to Mommy that not too long ago she was a girl in trouble and needed a helping hand, but she just looked at me like I had a lobster coming out of my head. They have eventually come around, although Face still won’t eat with them. These two babes lived up front at the vet’s office and so are very socialized, unlike my brood, which are half feral. They have brought me a lot of joy…

I know the tile is butt-ugly…there isn’t a drop of Martha Stewart blood running through these veins…

Bill thinks everything is funny…even the tile.


There USED to be a plant in this basket. Bill took care of it.


Sookie checking out the local news…she's an erudite poodlink.


Church – the dead cat, stares at me through the window…wanting wet food.


Sookie having a meet and greet with one of the Andrew’s Sisters…


A somber Church – the old peas is a bit long in the tooth these days.


I LOVE Praying Mantis’!


Which I had to rescue from Blanche…she was on a mission for a snack.


Scully’s moulting self – my elderly Screech owl, August is a bad hair month for him.


Thank for you taking the time to read my blog. OH, I almost forgot to tell you that I have built a new web site today. My kind friend was hosting it for me, but mean old hackers were causing too many problems so I took matters into my own fingers and constructed my own. Please check it out and let me know what you think, good, bad or indifferent. I have only done the home page so far and had to stop because my eyeballs were rolling around like BB’s in a boxcar. The PayPal icon is embedded onto the Home page, in case you have a chance to shake a little Mouse Money out of the couch cushions. We sure would appreciate it… www.hawktalk.org

NOW, thank you for taking the time to read my blog ….m.