My news doesn't get better...
On the morning of the 4th, I discovered Butterball had been ripped apart. She kept perching on top of the chicken run and it was hard to get her off and into the waterfowl pen so I told my daughter she could leave her there the night before. Being a 15+lb bird I thought she'd be fine. I'm so angry with myself over it. I'm dying to get a camera set up out there so I can see the creatures who wander my field. I know it happened in the morning, as I heard her chattering at some point around 7am, so I'm pretty sure it was a dog. It peesses me off that people let there dogs roam around here so much!
Then my cocker got her yearly cheat-in-the-ears which gave me another VERY unnecessary bill. We have torched the cheat grass in the dog yard, which helped a great deal, but there is a small amount in the backyard and if there is ANY Kahlua will find it!
After I had a breakdown this weekend I've been able to steer myself toward positivity again and am sure things will look up! Thanks for reading my rant!
oh so sorry lovinmychickypoos... that is sad