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Good job Sean. Got to respect a man who ***** up properly.:p:lol:

I just joined that group. I added warm water to a bucket of dog food in the sink - allowing it to soak up in preparation for feeding. For a fairly significant period of time I retired here to communicate. The Princess came home, and I heard her yell, "Geordie", followed by hysterical laughter. Apparently I didn't shut the water off entirely, and water had been dripping into the bucket. Picture overflowing dog food and water in the sink - a true mess. Thankfully it was only dripping slightly so the sink did not overflow on to the floor. She will tell that story at Thanksgiving dinner. :oops: Think I will go and feed dogs now. It will be a well moistened meal.
 
I just joined that group. I added warm water to a bucket of dog food in the sink - allowing it to soak up in preparation for feeding. For a fairly significant period of time I retired here to communicate. The Princess came home, and I heard her yell, "Geordie", followed by hysterical laughter. Apparently I didn't shut the water off entirely, and water had been dripping into the bucket. Picture overflowing dog food and water in the sink - a true mess. Thankfully it was only dripping slightly so the sink did not overflow on to the floor. She will tell that story at Thanksgiving dinner. :oops: Think I will go and feed dogs now. It will be a well moistened meal.

:lau OMG
 
I just joined that group. I added warm water to a bucket of dog food in the sink - allowing it to soak up in preparation for feeding. For a fairly significant period of time I retired here to communicate. The Princess came home, and I heard her yell, "Geordie", followed by hysterical laughter. Apparently I didn't shut the water off entirely, and water had been dripping into the bucket. Picture overflowing dog food and water in the sink - a true mess. Thankfully it was only dripping slightly so the sink did not overflow on to the floor. She will tell that story at Thanksgiving dinner. :oops: Think I will go and feed dogs now. It will be a well moistened meal.
Welcome to the club Mr sourland. I got life membership given to me in my early teens.:D
 
I bet they do and I'm very much wanting to try.
I know we can eventually produce enough of our own chickens to feed us for a year (Mr. Shad ;)). I would keep whatever pullets I wanted and sell off the rest. I'm just not ready. I want to be. But I know I'm not.
I have so much to do that I end up doing nothing. When I look back at what I accomplished before my father died, it amazes me to see how far I've fallen. DH's Alzheimer's doesn't help but that isn't his fault. So adding on to my stress by taking a life for the first time seems like a bad idea. I'd probably traumatize myself! I'd feel too bad for the chicken.
Wait until you get a saucy one that keeps flogging you!
 
Didn't really read any of that as a pity party, but this made me laugh anyways. My coffee was cold so I brewed another pot. I conquered the sinks today and intend to conquer nothing more except perhaps a salmon dinner.
It was. I know when I'm whining!
 

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