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We lost our beautiful teenage rooster this weekend. I'm guessing a fox, though it could just have easily been a raccoon, possum, hawk or coyote. Despite the fact that he was the most beautiful rooster we've ever had, it will make it much easier on all the animals when we introduce our spring flock into the mix (because he won't be trying to establish dominance in the hen house).

And speaking of spring, we hauled our dilapidated push mower into the store this morning for servicing and repair work. It's hard to believe that in just a few weeks it will be time to cut grass and plant the garden. A small part of me wants to forget the garden completely, but the other part of me knows it's a wise thing to at least plant some of the foods we like. Who knows what I'll wind up with this year, or what will actually survive!

Tomorrow is one of those absolutely crazy days that make me question my sanity. It's election day in Garner. Although I'm usually a coordinator for several precicnts, since this is a small election the board is training back-up coordinators and I am "on call".  Basically, I get to get up at the normal election day time (4am) and be ready to roll at 6am EXCEPT this year I'm waiting on a phone call. If I don't receive a phone call by 9am, then I'm off the hook and free for the rest of the day. What we've not been told is whether or not we'll get paid for that day. :/

And I'm thankful. Buster brought us a rat into the garage this weekend, and last night he was playing with a mouse out in the yard. You'd think he was a cat. After he brought it to me last night, wanting to play fetch with it, while I'm trying to lock up the chickens, I totally expected to find it in the garage this morning. It wasn't there. I was so relieved. Now every time I see something in the shape of a pine cone (which he also likes to play with), I walk a wide arc around it. After two moles, one rat, and a mouse, a girl can't take too many chances, especially one who is not fond of varmin.

And since this is National Quilting Month, I'm hoping that I can actually get some quilting done before the month is half over. I've got my fingers crossed!

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Jennifer said…
I don't know how you can stand the rats and mice! You are one strong woman

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