You're welcome. At my previous house, I was scanning the front lawn with
a metal detector and recovered a 'coin spill'. From the dates on the
coins, I suspected a workman lost all the coins from a pocket in some
weeds or something. Even had a 1961 quarter - 90% silver.
I put them on my nightstand. The next time I looked over there the
quarter was gone! My wife gave it to one of my daughters for school
Also, in the back yard of the same house we we found an old pitcher.
Kinda blue with white specks glaze on the outside and white with blue
lines marking cups on the inside! We still use it occasionally when cooking!
Nothing interesting at this house yet.
On Fri, 12 Jan 2007 02:39:46 GMT, Carl 1 Lucky Texan
When I was a college student on a work-camp program in Denmark, we
were digging for Viking objects. About 800 years down, I found a 1942
Dutch penny. Go figure <g>
About 5 yrs. ago, I went to put my watch on to go to work. Couldn't find
it. It was a nice one too. A Digital Casio Astronomers watch with the
planets that moved and everything. I figured that one of my kids friends
snatched it from my bedroom dresser while I was somewhere else. Two
years later, after raking up an area where I had a nice pile of mulch
sitting under a tarp for the longest time, I noticed a glimmer of light
coming from the ground. The reflection of the sun off of something. Half
way buried was my watch!! Two years later!!! I took it inside, opened it
up and let it sit to dry for a week. Picked up a new battery and sure
enough, it worked!! I've bought Casio ever since. The crystal was really
scuffed and scratched, but it worked. I have it put away now, but it's
still working! :)
About 50 years ago I found a French knife about 14 inch in my Dad's
backyard where I dug/played. Still have it in my kitchen but I turned
it into a Chinese cleaver a mistake. This with well preserved wood and
It takes an edge and is used almost daily.
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Funny you should ask...
Last weekend I went to my lower mulch-making pile for the first time
this season. I was clearing out overgrown blackberry vines and a bunch
of other stuff.
My very old and sick cat went missing in October. She was 16 when we
she went missing and had been very ill. As an outdoor cat, I guess she'd
done the cat thing and snuck off to find a secluded place to die. Since
the house is pretty much a zoo, I'm not surprised she did it outside.
When she went missing we put up fliers and searched and searched, but I
knew it was pretty fruitless from the start given that a)she was old, b)
she was ill and c)she was just that kind of cat. However, I admit that
the not knowing what had happened to her was eating me up. How do you
decide when to stop looking?
When I found her, there was not much left but a bunch of fur and bones.
(It's been 5 months, after all). She'd crawled in between the wood of
the deck and I'd never have found her if I hadn't been standing eye
level to the deck and at about sunset when there's enough westerly light
to see inside.
I moved Windy's remains and planted her under a brand new Pieris
Japonica. I held my own personal service for her and told her what a
good kitty she'd been and how much I'd missed her. I had a flat out and
very manly cry in the middle of the back yard and buried the cat I got
when I was 11.
I guess that's not specifically 'digging something up' in the garden,
but it was certainly the most meaningful lost thing I've ever found
I'm new here and this is my first post, so hello to all and don't judge
me for telling the dead cat story on my first day!
Aw, Jay, that's so sad - but so nice to find her and be able to bury
her in a special place. At least you know she didn't get hit or
eaten. Sick cats often go off to die. Thank you for sharing your
Ann, gardening in Zone 6a
South of Boston, Massachusetts
Exactly. It wasn't so much sad as it was a HUGE relief. I hated not
knowing what had happened to her - this way I could be sad and move on.
I was most worried that she'd ended up locked in someone's basement
somewhere or something and had starved to death. Hiding out in the
garden is a MUCH better way to have gone, IMO : )
its the not knowing that is bad. for sure. thanks for te story. Ingrid
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Ah, you told that story wonderfully. You need to post more.
Toward the end of last year I lost two old barn cats (Mother and son) and
an old Yorkie that came to me as a stray, too. They're buried out beside
the barn. I'm trying to decide what to plant over them this year so that
they will remain undisturbed.
I'm sorry to hear about your animals....I sometimes think, though, that
barn cats have the greatest lives of all domesticated cats these days.
All the rats they can eat, a wheelbarrow tour of the property every
morning and night, in our case, an egg in the afternoon. Then they
pretty much get to do what they want the rest of the day and have lots
of space to do it in.
It's great too that you take in the strays. They're my favorites
because they're never so people oriented that you wonder how they got
born cats by mistake : )
By the way, am I correct in recognizing you from rec.eq?
I've been mostly lurking there for a few years but your name seems
familiar. From your other posts, I gather you have drafts and minis?
I've got an aging trakehner hothead named Bogart.
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I inherited the mom and son from an elderly neighbor who was trying to
move them away from weaving in and out of her ankles everytime she went
outside. I was feeding them in her barn but they tracked me back to the
food source and ended up living in my barn for the last year. Just
before the cat-son died, he brought home a pair of kittens that looked
just like him. One left but one is still here so the cycle goes on.
Yep, until I couldn't stand the req anymore. I decided I had learned
from books so far and could continue to do so without the snarks.
Cripes, some of them don't even take a breath between shrieks of outrage.
Handsome boy! Looks like a youngster. My boys (and new mini girl) are
in the HORSES folder over at:
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