Feeding Routine.

 Feeding Routine.

 

Both dogs licked their bowls clean. Sylvia seemed to think hers was not sufficient, but they will both get a bite more when this next batch is finished. The carrots have to cool first. The rice and chicken are ready, but the broth and juice for the carrots will need to be stirred in. Yes, they are very spoiled dogs. And guess who does not even care.

 

This week is chicken feed week. The kind that Sutherlands sells has corn, milo, and black sunflower seeds. The Feed and Garden Store sells cheaper feed, but it is milo and corn—mostly corn. Guess a bag of milo and a bag of sunflower seeds dipped into a container might work just as well. The corn feeds the doves and the ornery ducks that won’t go away. Not sure that a bag of wheat would be useful or just a filler. Will have to think about it.

 

Not that yours truly has done anything other than a little cooking today, but yesterday it felt like frustration hit in full force. Got a pair of white leather sandals out of my closet and decided that they were going to be workday sandals. They are not the most comfortable things around, but they will do for running out to the hen house early in the morning. Then the long couch in the living room just irritated me beyond words because it was in my way when the half door needed to be opened. So now it is turned a different direction. May turn the desk for the same reason. And no, have no idea why everything is making me irritable. One of these days this couch may go to Faith Mission or somewhere. It is comfortable enough and the dogs like it, but then they like my recliner and Papasan chair as well. Think a couple of chairs would be just about as good as this extra long couch. Oh well.

 

Have not been able to find a few things lately and know that they are here somewhere. It makes me want to start at the back of the house and just start bagging things up to take to Faith Mission. Think as many as three electric razors (men’s) are in two different drawers. And then there is an entire box of those electrical things for computers and cell phones. Argh! Junk and stuff, ya know. Cleaned out my china cabinet a couple of years ago so that what was in there is handy now. Think the same thing needs to happen to the entire house! Eventually might even clean out the drawers of both desks. And then there is a steel file cabinet! Can you believe that someone still has one of those things? It has all the books for appliances in it, plus a bunch of tax stuff. Yes, it is time to dispose of all that junk and stuff. A bonfire? Think it would just about burn up a shredder to get rid of stuff that way.

 

Have been watching the progress for a “Mother-in-law house.” Olga’s daughter and her husband have been getting a house made for his mom. They are working their backsides off to make it from metal. He is so very talented with decorative work around their place, but this looks very sturdy and probably big enough for one person. Not sure if it is just supposed to be a sewing room/ living room or an entire house. Either way, it is nice.

 

Silvia has an alligator toy that she will fight for. Well, actually, anything that she wants is something to fight for if Thompson has it. This morning it was a red ball that can be stuffed with treats. She asked me to get it out from under the couch, and Thompson got it first when it came rolling out. Had to get his attention on another toy and slip that one away from between his feet. He knew what was happening, but never even growled. He is just a sweetheart!

 

Have been reading about flowers that can be planted this time of year. NOT that planting is going to get done around here, but some of the things that need to be cut back include the trumpet vine and honeysuckle. Jerry put a post in the ground out close to where the old elm tree used to stand a couple of years ago. He tied strands of rope around the trumpet vine to make it grow up the post. But now it is coming down and taking over the flower bed underneath. Guess the old woman just needs to get the clippers out and throw a bunch of the limbs from this stuff in the trash bin. Also need to trim back the Seven Sisters rose. It is so pretty when it blooms, but it blooms once and then that is it. It does give the grape vine a bit of protection, however. They both are growing on the corner of the deck. Miss having zinnias and petunias out front in the flower bed. Maybe next year.

 

The wind is still blowing a gale. Patty told me this morning that she looked up the usual patterns of wind and found that they were usually from March until sometime in June. She said it never had been a problem when Donny was alive since he did everything that needed to be done. But now it bothers her big time. Have no answer for her unless she just wants to give up living out here on this hill. But the wind blows in Texas everywhere. Could be worse. At least right now the grass is beginning to green up again. Plan to leave it for as long as possible before calling one of the boys. Caleb does a good job. But this time we will talk about weed eating and mowing across the road next to the fence on Zupkas’ side. It just looks nicer with both sides cut neatly.

 

Put clean water out for the hens a bit ago. Got all of six eggs today, so tomorrow should be better. Maybe the wind bothers the hens as much as it bothers Patty. At least the heat has not been that bad.

 

Really don’t know much at all. Had read about the pickup and horse trailer flipping over around Henrietta when the truck had a blowout. We can pray for those two brothers and their family. Know how much it hurts when one of the children is hurt. Let’s pray that the youngest will heal quickly so he can use his legs and be able to walk. Having had back surgery, it reminds me that it is going to be a long process of healing when four different places have been broken! God help him!

 

Need to go brew some decaf tea and put it in a pitcher. This time of the evening is not a good time to drink anything with caffeine, but water just doesn’t quite satisfy. Grumpy old woman!

 

Let us thank God for spring—well, for all seasons. And let’s pray for peace in this nation. May God guide those who serve us and protect us.

 

Rest well, my friends. You know you are loved.