Well, Sunday I was pretty darned useless. My back was bothering me, so I relaxed for the day. The ducks didn't produce any eggs and I was kinda bummed. Bacon is looking really good, though. He's getting quite large. His appointment is May 10th. Yummy! I imagine our beef will be ready around then also.
"Maybelle! I'm comin' fer ya, Maybelle!"
Got home from work yesterday and lo and behold, there were two eggs! I ran them in the house, washed them real good and put them in my carton in the fridge. I love this!
How come is it that if someone has a beef with ya, they prefer to yammer crap to the public rather than taking it up with the person directly? 208-412-6107.
"Maybelle! I'm here for ya baby! C'mon out, Maybelle!"
I think Echo is just about done nursing pups, so I am going to figure out which clinic to take her to this weekend to get her rabies shot, and then transfer Whiskey's registration to her. Then I'll have another 6 weeks or so before I need to get Reese done. Reese! Oh yeah. I've decided to call the pup Reese, I think. How did I come up with that? The movie about Johnny Cash ... Reese Witherspoon played June. I think I like it.
"Hey Maybelle, big daddy's home! Come 'ere, darlin' ... I bought you sumthin'!"
Well, I'd better run. I've got ... um ... something to take care of.
Mayb ... er, I mean ... Jodi