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Well, it's 1:30pm, and we've had Sierra Pacific come out (the guardians of the forest), and we've had the Sheriff come out. We even got a reverse 911 call this morning warning us to be prepared to evacuate. It is disconcerting to not see or smell the fire but know that one is very close.

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I don't know if this'll work, but I've heard so much about "The Secret" that I finally watched it and hopefully it'll properly embed here:

The Secret
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Larry had the foresight of NOT including me in these pics. We have a king-sized bed, and the pups were on HIS side. I was on MY side. This is Bear (top) Jack and Gordie.

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I’m grateful that we didn’t fight during our last conversation which was Wednesday (something that happens in 99% of our conversations), but I don’t know how to feel. Rather than grief, I’m left with an overwhelming feeling of needing to do something to help, but I don’t know what to do.

My brother’s in prison, so I volunteered to tell him, and I guess that was good because I got the 3rd degree and he should be calling back within this next half hour. I don’t think my mom could’ve handled that. My stepmom definitely couldn’t have handled that.

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I've never done this before and will never do it again, but WOOHOO!! For McCain's running-mate. I don't think they could've picked someone better. Obama just gives me the willies (and not in a good way.)

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I'm sure there are more interesting things dragged home, but this one poses a dilemma. Does the wife get the horn to represent the horned god on her altar, or does the husband get the horn to stick in his lathe and make stuff out of?

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This is sure to piss some people off, but a reputable medical magazine published:

"People diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease live almost four years longer, on average, if they closely follow the Mediterranean way of eating than if they don’t, according to research from Columbia University Medical Center in New York City. The traditional Mediterranean diet pattern includes mostly vegetables, legumes, fruits, cereal, olive oil, fish, dairy and moderate daily intake of alcohol—typically wine."

HELLO!?

Is that four QUALITY years, or just four years?

If you're caring for a parent or other loved-one with Alzheimer’s, the last thing you want is for them to live four years longer. No, you don't want to kill them off, but why extend the amount of time you spend turning off the stove, checking to make sure all the doors are locked, hunting them down when they DO escape, and then eventually need their diapers changed and basically are a complete stranger to their caregiver? I would not trade the last years with my grandmother for anything, but with four more years, she would have died absolutely penniless after racking up tens of thousands of dollars in medical bills, and it would have been impossible to pay for care when it was needed (My mom & I did most of it, but there were times we needed help.) She was bedridden for nearly a month before she died. Where exactly would those four years fit?

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I can't believe I did this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7bMQuHzHngU
My first YouTube video.

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Color test:
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Heat wave? I hate it that our news teams have not lived in Redding for very long. They should be at least 40 years old, and have lived here since they were at least 5. Then we can get decent weather observations.

I was born here and spent every summer here. I moved back up here about ten years ago, and that would pretty much be a newbie if not for my past.

So we get these “Heat Wave Hits North State” warnings, and they say “it’s going to be about 105F (40.5C) all week and maybe will hit 110F (43C) on Friday”.

Folks, this is NOT a heat wave. A heat wave is when it’s 119F (48C) for ten days in a row. And we watch the weather only to see if we were the hottest place in the world that day (which we’ve been more than once.)

We are missing two dogs. I hope that they tuckered themselves out and are taking a nap somewhere —and aren’t lost. Because we’re on 44 acres that runs into everyone else’s 40 acres and then there’s the Shasta/Trinity National Forest. They won’t want to go near strange people, and I’m really started to be worried. It’s been many hours, and this is the first time they’ve ever been gone like this. At first, all three were gone, but the smart one came back a couple hours later.

I get news alerts from our local substandard paper. Can someone call the grammar police? “SEIAD VALLEY – A new lightning-sparked fire has scorched about 150 acres about four miles southeast of here in northern Siskiyou County.”

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Yesterday the husband brings home Season 1 of “Bones”. I haven’t seen this show before, but wish I had. I’ve had an interest in Forensic Archeology for quite some time, but not because of the current worldwide CSI craze that’s going on. It’s the masses of bodies embedded in peat bogs for hundreds if not thousands of years that have been preserved in near-perfect condition. Finally, we have the technology to discover far more information than we’ve ever had before.

“...in 1984, at Lindow Moss near Manchester, peat workers happened to spot a human foot on their machine's conveyer belt. Researchers eventually found the rest of the body, still encased in uncut peat. Fifty specialists were called in to examine Lindow Man. They dated him, X-rayed him, probed his guts, found his blood type, checked his teeth, and reconstructed his face. Lindow Man, they discovered, was in his twenties when he died about 2,000 years ago. He suffered from mild arthritis in his lower back, had excellent teeth, and had type O blood, like most of the modern English population. His intestines were riddled with the eggs of parasitic worms, and his last meal was unleavened bread. He was strangled with a cord of sinew, which left clear marks around his neck. He had also been struck several times over the head, and one of his ribs had been cracked by a blow from behind.”

Fascinating, yes? High school history was never so intriguing.

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Background Noise: Bones, Season 1, The Man in the Morgue

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We had another helicopter crash this week. I think that makes a total of 11 dead from California fires this year. I read the Redding Record Searchlight article on it yesterday and was appalled at the grammar mistakes and godawful writing. Not only did the author keep repeating himself, he contradicted himself and basically gave no information that wasn’t hearsay.

Then I find that Good Morning America did a story from here this morning, and ended up reporting what was going on a WHOLE lot better than our own newspaper did. I’ve never understood why reporters report and conjecture on things they know nothing of, rather than keeping their pencils in their pockets until they have some facts. I realize they need to get info out, but it’s not like they’re in competition to be the first one to run a story. And to get their asses kicked by Good Morning America is just sad.

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I decided to take some online courses at Kaplan University and get my BS in Health Science. So far, it's falling well below my expectations, and classes haven't even started yet.

It started with an orientation scheduled for Thursday. We received the email Thursday morning, so it was probably a hassle for some people to organize their schedules and attend. Obviously it was too much of a hassle for the teacher who'd sent out the email as she didn't show.

So yesterday we get THIS email. "......I have decided to host another orientation in the Resource Center for those of you that could not make it on Thursday night........"

For those who could not make it? Like YOU? It's taking every ounce of my self control to not send a smartass answer back to her. An apology or acknowledgment for not bothering to show would have been nice instead of making it sound like the students had some kind of problem getting their act together.

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I just have to howl with laughter when someone on one of my forums discovers articles on the Landover Baptist Church site or The Onion and presents them as a fact to get in an uproar over. Granted, parodies aren't always funny, but it's hardly worth protesting loudly.

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I have my new wedding ring! I was completely lost and bereft without it... like I’d lost a piece of myself. I surprised myself with how much the symbolism and having it meant to me. (This was probably the worst possible fabric I could have picked to take a photo of it.)

I had lost it when I lost my 160 pounds. It just flew off one day and was never seen again. It had no stones, but is a fairly hefty medieval-style white and yellow gold ring, and with soaring precious metal prices, it was no small object to replace.

My dogs are ditzes. (Or maybe I’m the ditz). I don’t smoke in the house, but have a porch outside our bedroom where I have a little “smoking area” set up. As a general rule, Shelby goes with me when I go to smoke, but then Tyler decided she needed to go too, and now I have the entire pack go with me when I smoke. I noticed this last time that everyone opted to stay in the bedroom rather than go outside where it’s HOT, and I come back inside and all three of the pups were curled up on the bed. Obviously it’s not so “special” to go outside and smoke with mom if everyone gets to do it. (It’s not hot today actually, it’s only 80.) I’m going to go back to one dog.

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Husband: Are you missing a tarot card? Nine of pentacles?
Me: Shit man, how'd it get in with your stuff?
Husband: Is this the deck you had me count fifteen times to see if it grew a new card?

Thank goodness I have my 9 of pents back. There is nothing worse than one of your very favorite decks (Mystic Faerie) missing a card.

Of late, I've been trying to work with my Tarot of Dreams, but it's just impossible to shuffle --and I've tried a lot of ways. For as much as it cost, I'll be damned if I'm going to splay them out on the table and mix them up like I'm making mudpies. They're just so big!

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Finally got photos of the ruby-throated Anna's hummers at one of our feeders. It's times like these when I wish I was actually a photographer.

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Our first day of starting to move our stuff in here, we met the lady next door. There are only two residences here, behind our locked gate, and we’re on 38 acres. We’re not sure how far away the neighbors even are, but they reared their ugly heads in the form of She stopping in here and without preamble, spat out, “Are you the new neighbors? Good! I have a BIG problem.” And then launched into the Grievous Problem of the gate being left open.

Frankly, it was the first time we’d left the gate open—the propane guy was coming to fill our tank. It wasn’t like we were letting an army in. Landlord had told us it was a kind of issue, and we respected that. But we ARE moving, and the effing gate takes forever to unlock. A Hummer couldn’t get through that gate. So we leave a note. “Quick Trip”. Granted, the doctor appointment took longer than we’d thought, but when we have a carload of birds, we don’t want to be farting around with the damn gate. We made a Quick Trip. Sue us.

We get home this evening, and they’d written the date and time on our “Quick Trip” note. I’m not sure what that was meant to accomplish. Well, it accomplished me writing this post is what it did. So this note proves that we left the gate open for more than just a “Quick Trip”—cuz we got home at 6 with the last of the macaws and tiels. They musta been right behind us though, I would've thought we left at some point after noon, and the note was designated 12:41.

So I ask you. After discovering these people have a SECOND gate up at their residence, just how paranoid can a person be? (And I thought *I* was paranoid!)

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WHAT TO DO IF YOU FIND A BAT

Bats are sometimes found inside a residence or outside on the ground. As with any wild animal, a bat should not be touched with bare hands.

Quietly approach the bat and using a towel, thick gloves, or something similar, gently gather the bat up and place it into a box or other container with a lid. Alternately, you can simply place a box, waste can, coffee can, or similar objet over the bat where it has landed. Then take a piece of cardboard and gently slide it between the box and the surface the bat is on (i.e., floor, wall, or ceiling). Keeping the cardboard in place, gently turn the container right side up. Make sure the lid is secure and that the bat will have adequate air.

Contact a wildlife rehabilitator in your area. A state by state list of bat workers is located at www.batworld.org (click on Local Rescue). If you are unable to access that list please call Bat World Sanctuary at 940-325-3404 for help in locating a Bat World rescue center or a bat rehabilitator.

If you do not find immediate help you can
provide temporary care as follows:

Line a box with an old t-shirt so the bat has something to hang upside down on. Create several pleats in the shirt so the bat can hide in the folds if it wants to. (Make sure any tape that is used is secured well so the bat won't get stuck.) Put some water in a very shallow container such as a baby food jar lid. Place the lid on the floor of the box next to a wall so the bat can hang over it to drink. Make sure a top is secured to the box; some bats can squeeze through a crack as thin as ¼"! If you must handle the bat please remember to wear thick gloves (even though rabies in bats is rare, if you are bitten the bat will need to be tested). Keep the box in a room where the bat won't get too warm or too cold and make sure the room is closed off from children and pets.

Please note: Like most mammals, bats can catch rabies. However, less than one half of one percent of bats actually contract the disease. According to the Center for Disease Control, it is not necessary to test a bat for rabies unless it has had physical contact with a human or a domestic pet. However, a bat will need to be tested if it is found in a room with a person who cannot reliably rule out physical contact, for example, a sleeping person, a child, a mentally disabled person or an intoxicated person. If contact has occurred or is suspected, please call your physician or local health department immediately.

My own note: Bats are shy and private creatures. Although less than one half of one percent of bats has rabies, the fact is that those were counted by random samplings in large bat communities. If you find a bat laying somewhere, SOMETHING is wrong with it. I personally think those rabies statistics take a big up-dive. Don't freak out, but DO realize that there is an illness or injury involved.

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Well, we’ve joined the multitudes of sheeple with cable. We’re a statistic. At our last house, we had three channels. Evidently, we don’t even get those three channels here. So, I’ve ordered cable at the request of the husband.

Our sports have been ridiculous, with ABC and NBC (CBS? We only got two of the three) contracting to get only certain games... and so our coverage of Denver’s games is spotty at best. Sometimes we’ll get New England or Texas before we’ll get Denver— even big games like the Playoffs. This means Larry’s mom won’t be recording games for us anymore. I think it kind of gave her a purpose, and was something they could bond over. Well, now I guess they’ll have to stick to discussing the games in excruciating detail.

On the plus side, I’ll be able to watch the Dog Whisperer, and Dave Ramsey has a new TV program on the Fox Business Channel. I may start watching some television after all.

It doesn’t look like we get the Smithsonian Channel though. That kinda sucks. 200+ channels and still no Smithsonian!?

On the “WTF” front, I realized today that the big freezer has been off since Tuesday. Ice Cream, and about $300 in meat is quite probably ruined. I’m debating on throwing all the meat in one big pot, making broth and shredded beef for all occasions. I don’t know. Hopefully the good folks on the Friendly-Freezer group will be able to tell me if any of it’s salvageable.

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I’m so sick of packing and moving! Where did we get all of this CRAP!? My friend Janyce is back in town. Oregon was not all it was cracked up to be evidently. We’re going to have a barbecue on Sunday which should be a lot of fun, and give us a break from packing and moving. It will also give us a chance to catch up on a WHOLE lot of information!

My dressmakers mannequin came from France via NY! I’m so thrilled with it. I have a million ideas for its use.

Tyler and Shelby are completely wigged out by this moving stuff. They’re scared that they’re going to be “left behind”, no matter where that is exactly. They’re spending a LOT of time in the Yukon just so they won’t be left anywhere.

We have a LOT of fabric samples coming for the futons. I wish they’d describe their fabric better —it would’ve saved us about 20 bucks. It’s not really easy to tell with descriptions like “premium” and “budget”. WTF? And I don’t trust that they would only make futon covers in material appropriate for that. We need something that stands up to the dogs. Tyler has already learned to jump up on the futon and over the back —just for the fun of it. Took her a bit to get used to the sprawling landing on the wooden floors.

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Background Noise: Angel, Season 5, Shells

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I figured out that the way to get pictures of the new house was to give the camera to my husband. The only thing missing here is the dining room which isn't all that spectacular anyway.

This is the pavilion and we're still deciding what to do with it.


This is my studio. It's got great light, but might be smaller than the one I already have.


We can go up and adjust this waterfall. If it's turned on all the way, it shoots across the road.


These cupboards may make me blind, but they're obviously custom & expensive. I gotta say it --the woman who decorated it never saw a copy of "House Beautiful". Check out all the lighting going in every direction except the counters. That orange afghan is NOT mine.


Nice big laundry room. We're going to add another counter and turn this into the bird-feeding room and get them out of our kitchen. Their paraphernalia takes up a lot of space.


Nice pantry IN laundry room. It's not even remotely filled with what we have to fill it.


Oh yes.

And I bought a couple housewarming plants.


I've always thought the secret to a successful marriage was separate bathrooms. Now I'll have to share.


Two views of the VERY large master bedroom. It has its own porch off the side. They really liked the "unfinished" look, or didn't care since it was a vacation rental.




Our little livingroom. The futons aren't ours, so I'm going to buy slipcovers so we don't ruin these. I'm hoping Larry agrees on the giraffe print --although it might match the kitchen cupboards a little too much. Maybe just navy blue.


Two shots of our large back porch. Our little picnic table is going to look really pathetic here. I splurged on a bird feeder as a housewarming gift to myself. It holds three types of seeds.




They left the bunk bed in one of the two bedrooms. We figure it's time we actually had a guest bedroom. I suppose I'll be buying new bedding for these. The bunk bed comes apart into two twin beds.


So, that's about the it.

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Are apples prone to blooming arbitrarily? I have an entire orchard of trees that pretty much look all the same to me, but a few are blooming. If the others are apples as well, wouldn't they all be blooming?

I know that none are citrus. I'm not sure what a plum or peach tree looks like. I know I've got a LOT of pruning to do here --all in its own time. But it would be kinda nice to know what's growing... aside from a lot of painful blackberry bushes.

I can already taste that homemade blackberry ice cream!

Here's one that hasn't burst into bloom yet:


One with just leaves:

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It’s that time of year, and although we went over to the dark side and rescue exotic birds now, our combined 20 years of wildlife rescue experience doesn’t vanish. As a matter of fact, we’ve used much of that information in the care of our flock. After all, they’re still wildlife... just not indigenous to this country.

Many times, birds do not need rescuing, or they’re “rescued” before it’s been determined whether they do or do not require a human helping hand.

These little tykes DID need a helping hand, but it wasn’t of the “yank them out of the nest and take them to the wildlife shelter” kind of help. Their mother was startled off the nest at dusk —and didn’t return... well, until the next morning when the babies were returned to their nest and mama dove is now continuing to raise them to be upstanding citizens of the mourning dove community. They simply needed a warm spot for the night.

It makes me smile every time I think of it.

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And not in the generic way. We’re moving, and that’s already a pain in the ass. Shelby (the long-haired one) has never quite gotten the 2-dog family thing. It’s all about her, period. The princess Shelby.

Each trip we make to the new house is ripe with indecision. Take Shelby? Take Tyler (the short-haired one)? Take neither?

Tyler is not greatly socialized, and is startled easily. It is only now that she WANTS to go for a car ride —it doesn’t ALWAYS end up at the nasty vet. Car-traveling is brand new for her. It’s old hat to Shelby. She was raised at a training center and is socialized to the n’th degree.

So yesterday, Shelby “loads up” into the backseat of the Yukon, and plants her ass on the floor where she KNOWS Tyler needs to jump to (and spend half the trip.) The seats really are high, even for a BC. You could see it in Shelby’s face. If she didn’t move, then Tyler couldn’t get into the truck. So, Tyler said F-You and made the leap right up to the seat (with only a tiny bit of help from me), and damned if Shelby didn’t pout all the way to the new house (stuck on the floor) because we’d foiled her ingenious plan. Well, Tyler did, and enjoyed the seat and window all the way to the new house. Good for her!

It’s funny that the traits we love the best about our furred and feathered companions are the exact same traits that drive us insane.

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I had a weird dream where I was the captain of a military ship, and a sea monster came up and destroyed my ship. So I had to go through a formal inquiry which finally determined that the destruction of the ship wasn't my fault.

I'm not even going to touch that one.

I'm a history whore, and my husband is enabling me. Me, who flunked history all the way through school until I was taking three classes my last year, because I'd flunked history until every other subject was passed and done with. Husband signs up for a Military Book Club (which I'm sure is grounds for a divorce) and then gets me into it by cramming the Ancient Egyptian, and the wars between East and West in my face.

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We have our first goat emergency. Of course we couldn't get a goat without having an emergency --what were we thinking?

The little guy stopped eating yesterday, so last night we brought him into the garage and put him into a large kennel.

He still appears to not be eating, but is drinking. He went poop once, and although it's not diarrhea, it IS clumped together somewhat and isn't as black as I think it should be. It's more of a medium-dark brown.

His nose is running slightly today although it wasn't yesterday. His eyes were running the tiniest bit --which could have been caused by a breeze or anything though.

I'm thisclose to taking him to the vet, but I gotta wait until Larry gets home and the vet my vet recommends is like 50 miles south of here, so I've got some time to try stuff.

And yes, I've read absolutely everything I can lay my hands on. He doesn't seem to have any obvious symptoms aside from the not eating, and the fact that he's only pooped once in close to 12 hours. He probably did that as soon as he woke up this morning. Maybe he's just a tard lethargic too, but not awfully.

Although Larry bought some medicated feed (for worming) and pobiotics, and a whole crapload of stuff when we got the goats, we haven't used any of it. The guy we got them from obviously just lets them run, and doesn't do a whole lot with them. They'll come for food, but that's about it. He didn't tell us ANY of all this goat stuff we needed to know. (which really worries me now.)

We've got two books for goats: Weaver's "Goats", and Storey's "Raising Meat Goats". Plus a crapload of wildlife rehab information for deer, so we're not completely ignorant.

Okay, we're completely ignorant, but not wusses.

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On the job-hunting front, Larry is going through the testing and interview process to become a Greyhound Bus driver!!! That'll be something if he gets it. At least it's not like long-haul driving where you're isolated from everything except your radio.

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We have our first goat emergency. Of course we couldn't get a goat without having an emergency --what were we thinking?

The little guy stopped eating yesterday, so last night we brought him into the garage and put him into a large kennel.

He still appears to not be eating, but is drinking. He went poop once, and although it's not diarrhea, it IS clumped together somewhat and isn't as black as I think it should be. It's more of a medium-dark brown.

His nose is running slightly today although it wasn't yesterday. His eyes were running the tiniest bit --which could have been caused by a breeze or anything though.

I'm thisclose to taking him to the vet, but I gotta wait until Larry gets home and the vet my vet recommends is like 50 miles south of here, so I've got some time to try stuff.

And yes, I've read absolutely everything I can lay my hands on. He doesn't seem to have any obvious symptoms aside from the not eating, and the fact that he's only pooped once in close to 12 hours. He probably did that as soon as he woke up this morning. Maybe he's just a tard lethargic too, but not awfully.

Although Larry bought some medicated feed (for worming) and pobiotics, and a whole crapload of stuff when we got the goats, we haven't used any of it. The guy we got them from obviously just lets them run, and doesn't do a whole lot with them. They'll come for food, but that's about it. He didn't tell us ANY of all this goat stuff we needed to know. (which really worries me now.)

We've got two books for goats: Weaver's "Goats", and Storey's "Raising Meat Goats". Plus a crapload of wildlife rehab information for deer, so we're not completely ignorant.

Okay, we're completely ignorant, but not wusses.

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We got these little guys yesterday afternoon, and had our first escape this morning. It's a lot easier to herd goats to their destination than to try and catch them. I'm pretty sure there are people who were born with that knowledge.

Tyler thinks they're pretty spectacular (they smell neat and make a silly sound), and doesn't understand why we won't let her chase them. I'm sure she'll calm down soon (I hope.) She calmed down with the chickens, and I thought she never would after nearly killing one. Now she doesn't chase them at all, even though the Macaws drive her nuts every time they holler.

The goats'll take some work to tame down a bit, but they aren't too bad. Our escapee (Thelma) didn't go anywhere, probably on account of the remainder of her goat family was safely trapped in their pen. Regardless, we have a lot of work to pen these guys in properly. At the moment they're in what used to be my garden. After the last lavender died though, I haven't bothered planting anything there.

The little boy's name is Freeway, and the larger white girl's name is Louise --for lack of better names. We get kinda worn out naming animals.

HERE is a really neat thing I found. You can take the Dog Sled Express!

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