After many month of store bought eggs I discovered that one of our silver-laced birds has started laying. This would also explain Carmine’s interest in the youngsters suddenly. She is quite the prissy one – she had to watch and make sure I made her nest right and even then she still complained. Maybe it was because I was too slow and everyone wanted to see the new quarters so she had to lay her egg on the hard floor. Oops Anyhow- we now have 1 good egg and two cracked ones.
One of our new chicken, named Blue – after the velociraptor – decided to figure out what was going on in the big house. (see video on Instagram) She actually made it into the house after several failed attempts at peaking, jumping and analyzing the door. Ok – I let her in – just to see what she would do.
She made herself comfortable! lol
Today was full of excitement- must be the full moon- but I’m only going to tell you one story that happened.
My oldest is now living with us again and had a short work schedule so I allowed one of her dogs to stay home with my two. Percy, the tall -toothless- white borzoi is a good boy for the most part but I have had problems with him running into the highway or off to the DWR property behind our neighbors house so when I heard horns blaring this morning I panic. I was afraid one of the dogs was in the road but I found all three dogs laying in the living room.
I relaxed and returned to making my breakfast. Toasted banana bread with butter. I had just replaced the butter when I heard more honking and braking tires. This was not good. I noticed that my neighbor’s cow from across the street had gotten free and was playing frogger with the morning traffic. I dropped everything and rushed out to take care of it- which was fairly easier than we thought it would be.
When I returned into the house I was greeted by an unexpected sight. Druid was laying in the living room licking the carpet crazily, Hickory was sniffing around, and Percy was standing in the kitchen looking guilty. Instantly I thought I had lost my breakfast to the three opportunist but the bread was still sitting on the counter. What was missing? The stick of butter – and when I tried to replace it – the culprit stepped forward and drooled for more!
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised- his mother liked to do the same thing. (aka- my oldest daughter)
As I stated before I was on a rescue mission where I helped get my friend out of a domestic situation. Yesterday was a long day of traveling, with what felt like a small Noah’s Ark- two adults, two dogs and two cats all crammed into the front of the Uhaul. I was exhausted and emotional by the time I got home. The trip had been a miracle.
It’s amazing how things work out. My friend, Karlene, aka- Kar, has been dealing with major health issues for the last few years and was waiting for an official diagnosis of her neurological issues. What she needed was love and support, but instead got judgment and verbal abuse. When her ex started stealing her pain management pills to get high, she had enough.
As my husband and I were working on how to get me down there I suddenly realized that my mom was on her way to California. It worked out even better than I had thought because my mom had actually booked a room in Mesquite, and when things escalated she was able to help with the packing, loading and hotel rooms for Kar and her animals. Yesterday we traveled back to northern Utah after parting with my mom, arriving late in the day at her mom’s house after many leg stretches and potty stops. Where her mom, children and grandchildren happily greeted her, with love.
Today I wasn’t able to go down to help unload the truck because of the many service people coming, so I was surprised when I got a call very early from Kar- Murphy was not done with her. Her brother who was on hospices passed away in the middle of the night and her mom was heartbroken. Kar was so grateful that she was there for her mom, and she would need to be because the day was not over. Later that afternoon I got a text saying – “can’t make this shit up. mom just got a 30 day notice from the landlord.” – the reason was because they are selling the house.
I’m still trying to pick myself up off the floor. Our problems seem so distant now.
Just when you think that life is bad, someone else comes along and makes your problems seem docile.
Today I thought I would be dealing with my broken water line but instead ended up traveling out of town to help move a friend who was getting out of a violent relationship. It has been a very stressful day of travel, threats, police, packing and animals.
Fifteen hours since this all started and we are finally able to sleep soundly in our hotel rooms.
There has been a lot of debate on the sanctity of marriage lately, and in our conversations, we were discussing just how far society would let it go. If one state – which I will not acknowledge – will still allow daughters to marry their fathers what is to keep people from tying the knot with their pets.
Dirk: But my cat loves me, and I love him. We can’t live without each other.
Me: You know the problem with that, no true cat lover has one cat.
Dirk: So polygamy?
Me: No, purr-lygamy.