Dirty Dogs!

 Dirty Dogs!

 

Yes, my dogs desperately needed baths, and that meant that the old woman had to take one, too, after mopping up the mess on the bathroom floor and throwing the towels in the hamper along with her own clothes. Dear Hearts, bathing big dogs is a genuine task! SO glad they don’t fuss about it and jump into the tub for me without having to be pushed, pulled, or otherwise persuaded.

 

Put the hens up and had to count twice. Six Marans have their spots all staked out, but the pullets move around. Nine pullets use the middle coop, and six stay with the big hens. Once in a while, five hens will be with the hens and ten will be in the middle coop. Nothing like confusing the old woman this late in the evening!

 

Other than getting the floors vacuumed, have not really accomplished much today. Well, did clean out under the roosts in the middle coop and throw that in a foxhole the hens dug out in the side lot. You would not believe how deep the holes can get that these hens can dig! Have seen dogs dig down to the bottom of the foundation around this house, but so far, the hens have not become that industrious.

 

Hearing the geese fly over and squawking made me think just for a second that something was out in the coops bothering my hens. Those geese and the cranes that go over each evening and morning make quite a bit of noise. But early in the morning it makes me smile to see them headed out to round up their breakfast. The geese can make a considerable mess around town when they go after the acorns at the library or at the cemeteries. But it is still fun to watch them. Just wish we had a decent lake deep enough for them right now.

 

The forecast is for rain. It is cloudy, but not holding my breath in hopes. Would love to see a few inches in the next few days. Know the ranchers and farmers are hoping for enough to fill stock tanks and water the grass for grazing. Saw an article about some company that is moving here to WF that is going to be needing farmers to grow marijuana for whatever product they are making. It is not for smoking or anything like that, but my memory just has not dug up the actual thing they plan on making with the stuff. At least it would not need as much water as cotton. Too bad they can’t use tumbleweeds for whatever they make ‘cause we are going to have a bumper crop out on our dry lake bed. Sigh.

 

Really don’t have anything on my mind tonight. Have not looked online at any “news.” You know it won’t be any better than yesterday or the day before. All we can do is pray and ask God to help us have the faith that His plan is working out here on earth as it does in heaven above. Meanwhile, we all need to find some of the little things that can produce joy in life. Roger has a neighbor’s cat that comes to be petted. Maggie Sewell has her daughter close enough to hug. Some of us have a chicken to hug, and others are still waiting for the day that they can leave and be happy with their child and his dogs. For now, remember the songs you sang in church and let your light shine.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.