Medical Exams.

 Medical Exams.

 

This morning the young man from the insurance company came to give me a physical—checking blood sugar, blood flow through the veins, breathing capacity, etc. Everything is just hunky dory. The only question he asked that caused me to pause was “do you want to hurt anyone or yourself?” It took me a minute to understand what he said. Thought about the incident at Pioneer and assured him that the old woman was not particularly violent toward anyone normally. It would really take something to get me angry or scared enough to use a weapon, but turning the dogs loose on someone in the back yard would not bother me in the least.

 

Took a nap this afternoon and then went out to gather eggs. Now it is raining again. Not going to gripe. We will be crying for rain in nothing flat when “sprummer” gets here. Am sure you recognize that time of year, right?

 

Just put on a big package of chicken thighs in Jennifer’s roaster. Here’s hoping that they turn out good. Not really sure that the dogs are as hungry for chicken as they once were, but can guarantee that they are not getting beef around here. Their kibble is lamb and rice and that is pretty doggone expensive. It makes me wonder what is in the various types of dog food. Maybe we don’t really want to know, however. Read the other day that shredded cheeses have a bit of sawdust in the package to keep the cheese shreds from sticking together. So, maybe we are all becoming part termite? Have accused Thompson of being part termite when he chews on things that don’t need to be chewed on. He stopped being a puppy years ago! But the handle on their toy basket has wooden things twisted around the metal handle. Well, it DID have wooden things twisted around it. Most of that has been swept up now.

 

Have it in the back of my mind to make some cookies. Used to make them all the time to keep the kids and Lewis happy. Never did have much luck with cakes, but cookies and pies were pretty easy to make. Have a recipe book for dog cookies, too. Silly son-in-law used to have a bite of dog cookie and say that the ingredients were just as good as any in people cookies. He was and is absolutely right. But he always did that in front of folks to startle them. It worked!

 

Patty was telling me about a story that she heard about a nurse who was going to take some food to some homeless people who ended up attacking her. That’s one of those “shake your head” stories that makes you wonder what some folks use for brains. She said that she never put her purse down in her shopping cart. Her husband always put it on HIS shoulder. Can’t imagine anyone trying to rip a purse off of that man’s shoulder! Crazy!

 

Saw that Olga’s son-in-law’s cow had a calf this morning. Those are always the finest kind—raised at home and pampered from birth! Their goats are the same way—kids are so very cute! Just wonder what they do when the kids are grown. Granddad always had to neuter the male lambs, so my guess would be that the kids have to be cut as well. Some lady asked my brother what it meant to “work” calves. He didn’t want to be specific, so he just said that they had to be dehorned and branded. And no, he did not tell her about “mountain oysters.”

 

Another week starts in the morning with things to do and places to go, so let’s be glad that we have the energy to get things done and go where we need to be. May God bless our decisions and actions in all ways.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.