I got Chewlee for a sleepover today, as planned. Unfortunately, I only get her for the one night. She has piano lessons tomorrow and her mother said they have plans for Saturday. **Cry, cry**
It was fun. She was in a chatty mode and that's always interesting for me. We stopped at KFC and I picked up some hot wings and she got a sweet tea since she said she was really thirsty. I like the fact that she has never liked soda since her mother never gave her any when she was younger. She doesn't like the fizz, actually. It takes all kinds. LOL.
She and I played on Pogo for a couple hours (hidden object games). Those are fun and she is really, really good at them. I watched *The Stand* with her and she was full of questions as the movie went on. I had to remind her that it was just a movie, albeit a good one that didn't disappoint in it's transition from the book to the screen. She was glad (I think) that the bad people all got blown up at the end but not the good people that were there to make *a stand* against the leader.
It's way past my bedtime now and I am going to join Chewlee in the guest room since we hope to make it to Walmart in the morning. Her mother is picking her up to take her to her piano lesson probably around 2 or a little earlier. It depends on whether or not she comes in to visit for a bit or not. Some days the Princess is almost hyperactive because she is running so many errands all day.
Love you all. Be good and take care. It's Friday after all. ***Hugs***
Friday, October 7, 2016
Wednesday, October 5, 2016
Get It Together, Guys!
So I was on my way to the heart doctor and I get a phone call. I stopped to answer it since it was from his office. The nurse asks me if I have had the carotid surgery yet and I tell her *no*. I was expecting the doctor's nurse to call me and tell me when I was scheduled. Back when the doctor told me it was time to do that, I told him it had to wait until after July 1st because I was going on vacation and should be back by then.
I called his office when I was back to let him know that and found out he was taking HIS vacation with his family to Disney World for a few days. That didn't bother me at all because I know how hard he works (and I like him, too). But then, time dragged on without hearing from him at all. His nurse says they set up a date for me to have a sonogram or something done on the carotid but I never showed up. I never got a message about that and never talked to his nurse, either. I think she must have left me a voice mail and I haven't been able to get into mine since I got this new phone so that would be the only way I would have ignored such an appointment.
Okay, so the heart doctor's nurse tells me he doesn't need to see me until AFTER I have the carotid surgery and she is going to see if she can hasten it along for me. First of all, she says there was no note in my file about any surgery, then she says what she did about the sonogram test. Now, come on! You can't have it both ways. So I ended up at Cee's house since I was close to it anyway. I was totally pissed but had a date to see the arterial doctor on the 18th and his nurse, again, was going to call me with a new appointment for the test on the carotid. I understand that they need a new test on it to make sure it's still in the same condition. What???? Is it supposed to spontaneously get better??
So I'm a bit annoyed with the heart doctor and a lot annoyed with my artery doctor. After all, we DID discuss the surgery and I have no idea why there was no notation, especially since they DID set up an appointment for that side to be tested. Oh well. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that sometimes the ball gets dropped when he's so busy. He's the only arterial doctor in this area so he's very, very busy. He not only takes care of his regular patients but he also works at the Wound Center. He's saved quite a few limbs on people that came in with horrible problems. I remember one man in particular. He had horrible wounds on his lower legs that leaked so badly, that he couldn't keep bandages on them that lasted more than an hour. My doctor put him right in the hospital and did surgery on him the same day. When I saw him next, it was a night and day difference. It was really amazing.
Oh well. I'm okay but I will call his nurse tomorrow and tell her about the voice mail problem so she makes sure she talks with me about the test appointment.
I'll close for now. Love you all. Have a great day with lots of smiles and laughter. ***Hugs***
I called his office when I was back to let him know that and found out he was taking HIS vacation with his family to Disney World for a few days. That didn't bother me at all because I know how hard he works (and I like him, too). But then, time dragged on without hearing from him at all. His nurse says they set up a date for me to have a sonogram or something done on the carotid but I never showed up. I never got a message about that and never talked to his nurse, either. I think she must have left me a voice mail and I haven't been able to get into mine since I got this new phone so that would be the only way I would have ignored such an appointment.
Okay, so the heart doctor's nurse tells me he doesn't need to see me until AFTER I have the carotid surgery and she is going to see if she can hasten it along for me. First of all, she says there was no note in my file about any surgery, then she says what she did about the sonogram test. Now, come on! You can't have it both ways. So I ended up at Cee's house since I was close to it anyway. I was totally pissed but had a date to see the arterial doctor on the 18th and his nurse, again, was going to call me with a new appointment for the test on the carotid. I understand that they need a new test on it to make sure it's still in the same condition. What???? Is it supposed to spontaneously get better??
So I'm a bit annoyed with the heart doctor and a lot annoyed with my artery doctor. After all, we DID discuss the surgery and I have no idea why there was no notation, especially since they DID set up an appointment for that side to be tested. Oh well. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that sometimes the ball gets dropped when he's so busy. He's the only arterial doctor in this area so he's very, very busy. He not only takes care of his regular patients but he also works at the Wound Center. He's saved quite a few limbs on people that came in with horrible problems. I remember one man in particular. He had horrible wounds on his lower legs that leaked so badly, that he couldn't keep bandages on them that lasted more than an hour. My doctor put him right in the hospital and did surgery on him the same day. When I saw him next, it was a night and day difference. It was really amazing.
Oh well. I'm okay but I will call his nurse tomorrow and tell her about the voice mail problem so she makes sure she talks with me about the test appointment.
I'll close for now. Love you all. Have a great day with lots of smiles and laughter. ***Hugs***
Tuesday, October 4, 2016
It Seems Like My Life Revolves Around These Nowadays.....
What do I mean by that? A review of my blogs lately seems to indicate that it's either talking about the chickens or our dog, Baron. Sad but true.
I don't feel that's really how my life is going. There's more than that going on but a lot of it seems too trivial to mention. The trouble is that much of our lives involve trivial things. Like pulling weeds, watching birds feed, doing wash, sweeping floors, making beds, cleaning up a bathroom or two....you get what I mean, right? Just normal, every day things we do. But the chickens are really an experiment or, you could say, another one of the Beast's hobbies that I wonder when he will tire of it and then there go the chickens!
As for Baron, he's like one of our kids except he can't talk. He's been the Beast's best friend almost since we bought him from the breeder. He was so very sick this last time that we were afraid we were going to lose him. Unfortunately, I actually think he's not quite over it. I thought, at first, that he was just trying to get special treatment still but a few things have made me take that back. He really has stopped eating once more and his nose is hot and dry. He feels like he's warmer than usual and is sleeping most of the day. I want the Beast to take him back to the vet but he seems resistant to the idea. It's probably because we still owe the vet money and the Beast, although he loves Baron, hates to spend money on anything but his *hobbies* or his *wants*. I'll keep nagging him about it. It sometimes works.
Tomorrow I have to go to see the heart doctor and I have some serious questions to ask him. I hope he's prepared to give me some straight answers. He has no idea just who he's dealing with. I've shocked more than my fair share of doctors. I do NOT accept being ignored or fed double talk.
After I get out of the doctor's office, I intend to stop over at Cee's since she lives so close to his office. I already talked to her and let her know I was coming. I'm only doing it because she didn't have other plans.
That ham that the Beast bought a few days ago? It turns out it is really delicious. It's not as salty as some are (and that's before it was heated up). It went well with my potato salad, of course. A nice dinner and lots of ham left over for a couple different soups. I foresee one of the Beast's bean soups in our future and I will be making some split pea soup, too.
Well, time to get my shower and get ready for bed. Love you all. Have a great Hump Day. Smile a lot. It confuses people and they wonder what you are up to....LOL! ***Hugs***
I don't feel that's really how my life is going. There's more than that going on but a lot of it seems too trivial to mention. The trouble is that much of our lives involve trivial things. Like pulling weeds, watching birds feed, doing wash, sweeping floors, making beds, cleaning up a bathroom or two....you get what I mean, right? Just normal, every day things we do. But the chickens are really an experiment or, you could say, another one of the Beast's hobbies that I wonder when he will tire of it and then there go the chickens!
As for Baron, he's like one of our kids except he can't talk. He's been the Beast's best friend almost since we bought him from the breeder. He was so very sick this last time that we were afraid we were going to lose him. Unfortunately, I actually think he's not quite over it. I thought, at first, that he was just trying to get special treatment still but a few things have made me take that back. He really has stopped eating once more and his nose is hot and dry. He feels like he's warmer than usual and is sleeping most of the day. I want the Beast to take him back to the vet but he seems resistant to the idea. It's probably because we still owe the vet money and the Beast, although he loves Baron, hates to spend money on anything but his *hobbies* or his *wants*. I'll keep nagging him about it. It sometimes works.
Tomorrow I have to go to see the heart doctor and I have some serious questions to ask him. I hope he's prepared to give me some straight answers. He has no idea just who he's dealing with. I've shocked more than my fair share of doctors. I do NOT accept being ignored or fed double talk.
After I get out of the doctor's office, I intend to stop over at Cee's since she lives so close to his office. I already talked to her and let her know I was coming. I'm only doing it because she didn't have other plans.
That ham that the Beast bought a few days ago? It turns out it is really delicious. It's not as salty as some are (and that's before it was heated up). It went well with my potato salad, of course. A nice dinner and lots of ham left over for a couple different soups. I foresee one of the Beast's bean soups in our future and I will be making some split pea soup, too.
Well, time to get my shower and get ready for bed. Love you all. Have a great Hump Day. Smile a lot. It confuses people and they wonder what you are up to....LOL! ***Hugs***
Monday, October 3, 2016
I Am So Excited...!
I got a real surprise today when the Princess called me. I gather Chewlee wants to come over and spend a few days with me. I'm going to meet up with the Princess on Thursday afternoon (after she picks up Chewlee from school) at one of the bigger stores in Boaz. She laughed and said she didn't want me getting lost, trying to find her school again. Yes, I've done that two or three times. **Blushing** I'm getting her on Thursday because she has no school on Friday. *Grin*
When I told the Beast, he asked how long we could keep her and I told him probably until Saturday afternoon at least but that I would ask the Princess to be sure when I went to go get Chewlee. I just hope she puts her clothes for her stay in the Princess' car beforehand so she's not stuck with just what she can fit in her backpack, along with what she needs for school.
Today the Beast made his banana bread....finally. I was afraid he would end up throwing out the overripe bananas without using them. Another day or two and they would have been useless.
I'm pretty sure that the chickens put themselves away when the light hits a certain point. What they discern as *dusk*, perhaps? But they will all run out to meet up with the Beast unless both barn doors are shut. They have a chicken that stays in the yard of the coop and makes this weird sound that must be how she tells them that he's coming! They really, really look forward to their cracked corn every night.
The Beast was reading all about how eggs from certain chickens were healthy for you to eat...I guess I should say healthier. The chickens had to be free range so that they have access to grasses and other greens and that they have access to sunlight. Those eggs are sold in health food stores for....get this!....$5.00 a dozen!!! I told the Beast that NOW we should put up a sign and start selling the darn eggs. LOL!
He took four dozen eggs to some of his church friends this morning when he met up with them. I was so happy to get rid of more of the eggs. I worry that they might get *old* even though the chicken farmers magazine says they will stay good for a LONG time. Longer than eggs from those egg factories that most commercial eggs come from. Even those have a long *shelf life*, too. But not as long as the eggs we get from our chickens.
I'm getting a kick out of them lately. We started putting the cat's dry food dish on the table out on the deck (we keep it on the patio so she can snack when she wants to) thinking it would keep the chickens from eating it on her. Yes, they seem to like it. I went to go sit out on the deck and watch the chickens for a bit and discovered one of the hens was on the table, eating the cat's food! I called the Beast over to the door and he went out ahead of me to shoo the chicken off the table. She flew down from the table all the way to the yard in one fell swoop. It made me laugh.
The cat, Sassy, doesn't bother the chickens when they come to eat her food. In fact, she kind of just lets them eat it because it's the one time that they will peck her hard if she tries to eat with them. She will slink off a few feet until they are done. That's usually when I have to refill her bowl. I don't think their eating it is good for them so I guess we will have to bring that bowl in the house. Sassy will just have to get use to eating it inside when she gets hungry.
Baron has become kind of a picky eater since he was sick. The Beast made him some rice that he mixed in with his canned dog food but Baron turned up his nose to it. That was really strange because he has always loved when rice was part of his meal. BUT...because the Beast worries about him when he doesn't seem to want to eat, he gave him two pieces of chicken (he de-bones the thighs first) that he then warmed up a bit since they are kept in the fridge after he cooks them. Baron ate the chicken and then ate all of the canned food with the rice, too. I swear that Baron knows who is the one he can manipulate into giving him special treatment just by not eating his normal stuff.
I have to make an appointment with the Beast's eye doctor for him. He's having trouble, again, with his right eye. He's losing sight in it once more. He found that out when he was using his camera last time. He ended up having to use the left eye instead to focus and make sure the settings were correct. That scares me a bit. I can't think of anything worse than his losing his sight in that eye. I do NOT want to be his driver all the time. I think if he loses his sight in that eye, it would make him ineligible to renew his license. Trust me, he would hate it even more than me.
Well, the Beast went to bed at 8pm after pronouncing himself a true *old person* because he was tired. Sheesh. He was up at 5:30am. Of course he's tired. He doesn't take a nap like *I* do.
My naps are shorter for some reason. I only sleep for about an hour at a time. Today I got an elastic *bandage* for my knee because Dollar General didn't have the regular ones. They call this one an *elastic knee brace*. It did the job, however, and for that, I am grateful. It got rid of the throbbing at least.
Okay, time to post this missive. Sorry to have gone on and on. Love you all. Be good. Be kind. ***Hugs***
When I told the Beast, he asked how long we could keep her and I told him probably until Saturday afternoon at least but that I would ask the Princess to be sure when I went to go get Chewlee. I just hope she puts her clothes for her stay in the Princess' car beforehand so she's not stuck with just what she can fit in her backpack, along with what she needs for school.
Today the Beast made his banana bread....finally. I was afraid he would end up throwing out the overripe bananas without using them. Another day or two and they would have been useless.
I'm pretty sure that the chickens put themselves away when the light hits a certain point. What they discern as *dusk*, perhaps? But they will all run out to meet up with the Beast unless both barn doors are shut. They have a chicken that stays in the yard of the coop and makes this weird sound that must be how she tells them that he's coming! They really, really look forward to their cracked corn every night.
The Beast was reading all about how eggs from certain chickens were healthy for you to eat...I guess I should say healthier. The chickens had to be free range so that they have access to grasses and other greens and that they have access to sunlight. Those eggs are sold in health food stores for....get this!....$5.00 a dozen!!! I told the Beast that NOW we should put up a sign and start selling the darn eggs. LOL!
He took four dozen eggs to some of his church friends this morning when he met up with them. I was so happy to get rid of more of the eggs. I worry that they might get *old* even though the chicken farmers magazine says they will stay good for a LONG time. Longer than eggs from those egg factories that most commercial eggs come from. Even those have a long *shelf life*, too. But not as long as the eggs we get from our chickens.
I'm getting a kick out of them lately. We started putting the cat's dry food dish on the table out on the deck (we keep it on the patio so she can snack when she wants to) thinking it would keep the chickens from eating it on her. Yes, they seem to like it. I went to go sit out on the deck and watch the chickens for a bit and discovered one of the hens was on the table, eating the cat's food! I called the Beast over to the door and he went out ahead of me to shoo the chicken off the table. She flew down from the table all the way to the yard in one fell swoop. It made me laugh.
The cat, Sassy, doesn't bother the chickens when they come to eat her food. In fact, she kind of just lets them eat it because it's the one time that they will peck her hard if she tries to eat with them. She will slink off a few feet until they are done. That's usually when I have to refill her bowl. I don't think their eating it is good for them so I guess we will have to bring that bowl in the house. Sassy will just have to get use to eating it inside when she gets hungry.
Baron has become kind of a picky eater since he was sick. The Beast made him some rice that he mixed in with his canned dog food but Baron turned up his nose to it. That was really strange because he has always loved when rice was part of his meal. BUT...because the Beast worries about him when he doesn't seem to want to eat, he gave him two pieces of chicken (he de-bones the thighs first) that he then warmed up a bit since they are kept in the fridge after he cooks them. Baron ate the chicken and then ate all of the canned food with the rice, too. I swear that Baron knows who is the one he can manipulate into giving him special treatment just by not eating his normal stuff.
I have to make an appointment with the Beast's eye doctor for him. He's having trouble, again, with his right eye. He's losing sight in it once more. He found that out when he was using his camera last time. He ended up having to use the left eye instead to focus and make sure the settings were correct. That scares me a bit. I can't think of anything worse than his losing his sight in that eye. I do NOT want to be his driver all the time. I think if he loses his sight in that eye, it would make him ineligible to renew his license. Trust me, he would hate it even more than me.
Well, the Beast went to bed at 8pm after pronouncing himself a true *old person* because he was tired. Sheesh. He was up at 5:30am. Of course he's tired. He doesn't take a nap like *I* do.
My naps are shorter for some reason. I only sleep for about an hour at a time. Today I got an elastic *bandage* for my knee because Dollar General didn't have the regular ones. They call this one an *elastic knee brace*. It did the job, however, and for that, I am grateful. It got rid of the throbbing at least.
Okay, time to post this missive. Sorry to have gone on and on. Love you all. Be good. Be kind. ***Hugs***
Sunday, October 2, 2016
I Get Hurt And I Make Potato Salad....
Today started off good. Baron was acting a bit weird but didn't want to go out so I figured he was upset that the Beast was gone (to church). I went out into the garage to look and see if there was something different for us to eat and that's when it happened. I had just opened the door and taken one step down when Baron suddenly rushed past (and hit the back of my leg) and sent me sprawling down to the garage floor. I hit it with my right knee and, apparently, scraped my toes (I didn't notice this at first). I was just glad I hadn't ended up face first on that concrete.
I thought, at first, that Baron must have really wanted to pee but then I saw him just laying down in the driveway. That ticked me off because I had asked him if he wanted to go out and he had just turned around and laid down on his rug, next to the Beast's chair. I really didn't think I had hurt anything until the Beast got home. He discovered blood on the floor where I had been sitting, chopping up all the ingredients for my potato salad. I looked down at my foot and, sure enough, I had two toes that had definitely been scraped. The skin was peeled back a bit and had been bleeding....a lot!
I wiped up all the blood, including on my toes and the sole of my foot then went and put bandages on them both. I told him what had happened and Baron didn't even look the least bit apologetic. I thought that was the extent of my injuries until tonight. That's when my knee started to hurt like hell. It felt like I had twisted it. You can see a black and blue mark in the making. I just hope that it doesn't get worse overnight. I don't have an elastic bandage in the house, can you believe it? If it still hurts tomorrow, I'll have to run up to Dollar General and hope they have them. I couldn't manage a trip to Walmart.
My potato salad turned out great. Why it wouldn't, I have no idea. It's a time tested recipe from our mother. I had everything at hand and even put in a lot of eggs (I sure have enough of those around!). I gather the chickens have forgiven the Beast for his foul-up with the corn. He replaced the bag yesterday so they got the good kind when he put them away. Today, they were all out in the yard of the coop, eagerly awaiting their treat. They had put themselves away again so all he did, after feeding them their corn, was gather the eggs and lock up the coop.
It's been really nice and cool at night for the last few days and it looks like it's going to be that way for the next week. We WILL be up in the 80's in a few days but still have the cooler nights. It's just that it won't go down into the 40's like tonight but instead will be in the high 50's or lower 60's. But that is still good sleeping weather. I would love nice hot days but cool nights to facilitate sleeping well. But that's just me. I have nice warm jammies I can wear on those cool nights (or cold nights in winter) and plenty of summer wear for hot days. Perfect! But I accept the fact that the warm weather will be coming to an end soon. *Sigh* I accept it but it doesn't mean I like it.
Well, I'm going to take a pain pill (for the knee) and hope I can sleep tonight without it throbbing on me. Love you all. I hope you have a great week with lots of love and laughing. ***Hugs***
I thought, at first, that Baron must have really wanted to pee but then I saw him just laying down in the driveway. That ticked me off because I had asked him if he wanted to go out and he had just turned around and laid down on his rug, next to the Beast's chair. I really didn't think I had hurt anything until the Beast got home. He discovered blood on the floor where I had been sitting, chopping up all the ingredients for my potato salad. I looked down at my foot and, sure enough, I had two toes that had definitely been scraped. The skin was peeled back a bit and had been bleeding....a lot!
I wiped up all the blood, including on my toes and the sole of my foot then went and put bandages on them both. I told him what had happened and Baron didn't even look the least bit apologetic. I thought that was the extent of my injuries until tonight. That's when my knee started to hurt like hell. It felt like I had twisted it. You can see a black and blue mark in the making. I just hope that it doesn't get worse overnight. I don't have an elastic bandage in the house, can you believe it? If it still hurts tomorrow, I'll have to run up to Dollar General and hope they have them. I couldn't manage a trip to Walmart.
My potato salad turned out great. Why it wouldn't, I have no idea. It's a time tested recipe from our mother. I had everything at hand and even put in a lot of eggs (I sure have enough of those around!). I gather the chickens have forgiven the Beast for his foul-up with the corn. He replaced the bag yesterday so they got the good kind when he put them away. Today, they were all out in the yard of the coop, eagerly awaiting their treat. They had put themselves away again so all he did, after feeding them their corn, was gather the eggs and lock up the coop.
It's been really nice and cool at night for the last few days and it looks like it's going to be that way for the next week. We WILL be up in the 80's in a few days but still have the cooler nights. It's just that it won't go down into the 40's like tonight but instead will be in the high 50's or lower 60's. But that is still good sleeping weather. I would love nice hot days but cool nights to facilitate sleeping well. But that's just me. I have nice warm jammies I can wear on those cool nights (or cold nights in winter) and plenty of summer wear for hot days. Perfect! But I accept the fact that the warm weather will be coming to an end soon. *Sigh* I accept it but it doesn't mean I like it.
Well, I'm going to take a pain pill (for the knee) and hope I can sleep tonight without it throbbing on me. Love you all. I hope you have a great week with lots of love and laughing. ***Hugs***
Saturday, October 1, 2016
We Couldn't Help Ourselves!!!!
We had Italian beef for dinner...again. We are weak. It's just soooo good! The Beast is talking about going to Publix and getting a couple more hard rolls because we have enough left for at least two more sandwiches. And this is just from the first package! Thank you, thank you, Carol! Wish you were here to share.
The Beast had to run and buy another bag of corn for the chickens. He bought the wrong kind last week. When he opened it up, he realized his mistake. Instead of cracked corn, he'd gotten whole kernel corn. That's great if you are feeding it to cattle or pigs but it's too big for chickens. He tried to give them some but they couldn't bite it so they just scratched at it and couldn't eat it at all. Tonight they were a bit wary of what the Beast threw down until a couple of them tried it....then it was a mad scramble....LOL.
The Beast was out with some of his church group this morning and I was just watching TV in my pajamas when I heard what sounded like one of the chickens choking. I quickly got dressed and went out to check on them. There were five of the chickens under the tree in front of my computer room window. I stood on the deck looking down at them and wait to see if I heard the sound again. I did, finally, and you will never guess what. I think one of our hens was trying to crow! LOL. It was the worst sound but she threw her head back, imitating the rooster but the most god-awful sound came out. The other hens actually walked away from her then waited for her to stop making the awful noise before they came back under the tree. When I told the Beast about it, he said he had heard the same thing a few days ago. He also thought that the chicken was choking or some such thing. He couldn't believe that the sound was coming from one of the hens!
It was chilly here today so I got to wear one of the sweater tops I bought at the thrift store. It was just perfect for the temperature (it was 61 degrees). It never got above 74 for our high but I was in and out of the house. The sun felt much warmer if you stayed in it for any length of time but I didn't. I was just pulling out morning glory vines from our bushes out front. I love those flowers but they are a real pain because they are so invasive....and hard to get rid of, too. How they got mixed up among our bushes, I have no idea. We never planted any and none of our neighbors have them either. They will take over anything and obscure them from view. When we had the tree next to our porch, it actually grew around it, up it and all over the branches until it looked like a morning glory tree! And it did it in a short amount of time, too.
Poor Baron is still doing the pity party thing. Today he was just hungry for affection and attention. We gave it to him...to a point. He ate his own food today, which we were glad to see. I noticed that he seems to be putting weight back on and is looking more like himself. No more ribs showing. They only showed up slightly but still.....
He did something funny tonight. He had been laying on his mattress when he got up, went over to grab his blanket and then he put it on his mattress, pushed it into a pile then laid down using it as a pillow for his head! He has NEVER had a pillow for his head since he was a puppy.....and then he only had it for a short time. He stopped using it when he got his first dog bed. I told the Beast to grab one of the old pillows and see if he would use it. Who knows? Maybe it's just a bit more comfortable of a position with his arthritis. He can't keep using his blanket since we use that to keep him warm during the winter because we keep our bedroom so cool (and the Beast worries about the dog being cold since he doesn't have a double coat like other dogs do).
Time to post this now. I'm actually very tired tonight so I am going to try going to sleep earlier than usual. It can't hurt. Love you all. Be good. Be kind. Be happy. ***Hugs***
The Beast had to run and buy another bag of corn for the chickens. He bought the wrong kind last week. When he opened it up, he realized his mistake. Instead of cracked corn, he'd gotten whole kernel corn. That's great if you are feeding it to cattle or pigs but it's too big for chickens. He tried to give them some but they couldn't bite it so they just scratched at it and couldn't eat it at all. Tonight they were a bit wary of what the Beast threw down until a couple of them tried it....then it was a mad scramble....LOL.
The Beast was out with some of his church group this morning and I was just watching TV in my pajamas when I heard what sounded like one of the chickens choking. I quickly got dressed and went out to check on them. There were five of the chickens under the tree in front of my computer room window. I stood on the deck looking down at them and wait to see if I heard the sound again. I did, finally, and you will never guess what. I think one of our hens was trying to crow! LOL. It was the worst sound but she threw her head back, imitating the rooster but the most god-awful sound came out. The other hens actually walked away from her then waited for her to stop making the awful noise before they came back under the tree. When I told the Beast about it, he said he had heard the same thing a few days ago. He also thought that the chicken was choking or some such thing. He couldn't believe that the sound was coming from one of the hens!
It was chilly here today so I got to wear one of the sweater tops I bought at the thrift store. It was just perfect for the temperature (it was 61 degrees). It never got above 74 for our high but I was in and out of the house. The sun felt much warmer if you stayed in it for any length of time but I didn't. I was just pulling out morning glory vines from our bushes out front. I love those flowers but they are a real pain because they are so invasive....and hard to get rid of, too. How they got mixed up among our bushes, I have no idea. We never planted any and none of our neighbors have them either. They will take over anything and obscure them from view. When we had the tree next to our porch, it actually grew around it, up it and all over the branches until it looked like a morning glory tree! And it did it in a short amount of time, too.
Poor Baron is still doing the pity party thing. Today he was just hungry for affection and attention. We gave it to him...to a point. He ate his own food today, which we were glad to see. I noticed that he seems to be putting weight back on and is looking more like himself. No more ribs showing. They only showed up slightly but still.....
He did something funny tonight. He had been laying on his mattress when he got up, went over to grab his blanket and then he put it on his mattress, pushed it into a pile then laid down using it as a pillow for his head! He has NEVER had a pillow for his head since he was a puppy.....and then he only had it for a short time. He stopped using it when he got his first dog bed. I told the Beast to grab one of the old pillows and see if he would use it. Who knows? Maybe it's just a bit more comfortable of a position with his arthritis. He can't keep using his blanket since we use that to keep him warm during the winter because we keep our bedroom so cool (and the Beast worries about the dog being cold since he doesn't have a double coat like other dogs do).
Time to post this now. I'm actually very tired tonight so I am going to try going to sleep earlier than usual. It can't hurt. Love you all. Be good. Be kind. Be happy. ***Hugs***
There Are Times......
As a mother, I hate it when two of my kids are fighting and both of them have a real bitch going on. I actually told them the solution but they really didn't hear me. For each of them, the solution is different. However, my other son apparently brokered a solution to them that they listened to. He told them if it didn't stop, he was done with both of them. I know he meant it. I told him that it was harder for a mother to do that *tough love* thing. I know. I've been through it before with another of the siblings. I still cry over that but I'm not explaining it for you. Just trust me that it was the last straw type thing. I wish it had worked but it didn't. So there is a child (although she will be 50 in a couple months) that has no family because everyone did it. Our lost child....it's quite sad.
Today Baron actually begged for some scrambled eggs. It was our breakfast and, because he really wanted it, he wouldn't eat his own food. So the Beast scrambled more for him and he cleaned up the plate like a pro. I know he's spoiled but he's the Beast's best buddy. Plus, he lost so much weight while he was sick that the Beast is willing to let him have his way....for now. I don't want him eating people food, however. If he gets in the habit, at his age, it won't be good for him. As it is, because he's an oversize Doberman, it means a shorter lifespan for him. Dobie's only live for about 15 years when they fit the *normal* size. I don't want to think about how much of his life is left for us. It won't be enough.
Today was a really beautiful day outside. It was in the mid-70's with a light breeze. I finally got my clothes washed, dried and folded what needed folding. I also got it all put away. The nice weather isn't going to last too long, however. It will be hot again in a few days. I happen to like hot but the Beast doesn't do well in it. But he sure loved today and even tried to get Baron to take a run by pulling out the scooter. This time, Baron wasn't interested. He just stood there looking at the house so we brought him in and the scooter went back in the garage. Oh well.
We got an invite to the graduation of one of our neighbor's sons. He's home schooled but has passed all the classes and tests, which is why he's graduating at such a strange time. It's to be a surprise for him and I think they will have a crowd since they are part of the church the Beast attends. He's a good looking kid and he will probably be helping his dad at his place of business. Either that or he will go to a Trade school of some sort. They don't believe in a college education and, truth be told, with what is going on in colleges right now, I don't think much of it either. It's no longer a place of learning. It's more like brain washing. Have you seen any of the impromptu questions being put to them that they should know but don't. It's incredible to me.
Well, it's way past my bedtime so I will say good night to you all. To all my friends and family that read this, thank you for being a part of my life. Love you all. ***Hugs ***
PS: We did eat some of the Italian beef tonight. It was delish!!!!
Today Baron actually begged for some scrambled eggs. It was our breakfast and, because he really wanted it, he wouldn't eat his own food. So the Beast scrambled more for him and he cleaned up the plate like a pro. I know he's spoiled but he's the Beast's best buddy. Plus, he lost so much weight while he was sick that the Beast is willing to let him have his way....for now. I don't want him eating people food, however. If he gets in the habit, at his age, it won't be good for him. As it is, because he's an oversize Doberman, it means a shorter lifespan for him. Dobie's only live for about 15 years when they fit the *normal* size. I don't want to think about how much of his life is left for us. It won't be enough.
Today was a really beautiful day outside. It was in the mid-70's with a light breeze. I finally got my clothes washed, dried and folded what needed folding. I also got it all put away. The nice weather isn't going to last too long, however. It will be hot again in a few days. I happen to like hot but the Beast doesn't do well in it. But he sure loved today and even tried to get Baron to take a run by pulling out the scooter. This time, Baron wasn't interested. He just stood there looking at the house so we brought him in and the scooter went back in the garage. Oh well.
We got an invite to the graduation of one of our neighbor's sons. He's home schooled but has passed all the classes and tests, which is why he's graduating at such a strange time. It's to be a surprise for him and I think they will have a crowd since they are part of the church the Beast attends. He's a good looking kid and he will probably be helping his dad at his place of business. Either that or he will go to a Trade school of some sort. They don't believe in a college education and, truth be told, with what is going on in colleges right now, I don't think much of it either. It's no longer a place of learning. It's more like brain washing. Have you seen any of the impromptu questions being put to them that they should know but don't. It's incredible to me.
Well, it's way past my bedtime so I will say good night to you all. To all my friends and family that read this, thank you for being a part of my life. Love you all. ***Hugs ***
PS: We did eat some of the Italian beef tonight. It was delish!!!!
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