Perhaps it's fitting that I forgot the birthday until today, 12.1.12. since in the early hours of this morning, faint mewings were heard in a boat shed on Tristan de Cunha as the world's first ratadillos were born. Within hours they were seen peering from Ratty and Lily's holiday accommodation — a muffin of a nest elegantly reinforced with a handful of dog treats and Aunty Dillo's jewels, and perched atop a drum uncannily like one in the house where the artist is staying.
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Meanwhile, reviewers are being sought for Road Markings: An Anthropologist in the Antipodes, to be published in nine days on the palindromic 21.1.12. It's an interesting exercise. Michael is highly respected internationally as a poet and prose writer, and as an anthropologist, but digital reading is still ticklish territory — some publications aren't ready to review digital-only; some are still discussing it; one or two are jumping right in. The American Ethnologist said this morning : 'Anything by Jackson is always worth a look.' If any of my readers would care to jump in, let me know, and I'll send you a copy for review.
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Oh my goodness, they are adorable! Welcome to the world, sweet ratadillos. And a very happy blogaversary to you, Penelope!
I had to do a little research for their name's sake, and found, how shall I say, a not as pretty cousin of theirs, the Pink Fairy Armadillo. In any event, I'm going to throw these names in the hat: Dasy and Chord (truncated armadillo classifications).
Although, I'm convinced that your two ratadillos have their own very unique origin and family. I would think they defy classification. ;)
Thank you, Jayne, and well spotted — they are in fact the offspring of a PFA — Lily was first introduced here: http://rosamirabooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/here-she-is-lily-pink.html
Dasy and Chord are going to be dropped into the Big Bag of Names for Lily to draw from in a day or two.
Hello and welcome to the virtual world you dear wee pair. You share a birthday with my 89 year old mother. In honour of this remarkable coincidence, might I suggest Isobel and Margaret for you and you. px
Isobel and Margaret: into the bag. The boy ratadillo would probably not object to either in his first months of life, but might prefer Is or Gar as he entered his rat-teens. On behalf of L the P, thank you IM and PM for the honour. A decision will be made soon.
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