Over 100 posts for me to look at this morning. I did get through them, but figured a multi post to comment on them all would end up being ridiculously long, even for me!
Welcome to the new people!
I enjoyed the pictures of adorable children, and the child "eating" the severed hand really cracked me up because I'm sick like that.
The cape cod coop is really cute.
I hope those of you not feeling well get over it quickly, it's no fun to be sick when you want to be getting things ready for winter.
I'm sorry about the insurance problems. I have an attitude about insurance companies because you pay and pay and pay and then they look for every little reason they can find not to pay when you need them. I've been having a hassle with my medical insurance because they don't cover some of the stuff done by the doctor who's been helping me with the sciatica and pelvic sprain. Fine, I know they don't cover certain things, but they're constantly sending me paperwork to verify that this was not caused by an accident and requesting information from me -- not the doctor because she's not on their list -- and it's the same dang problem and same dang information every time. I eventually get reimbursed for the things they cover, but they spend more time and money trying to avoid it than if they'd just pay. Now they're doing the same thing with the foot doctor, requesting additional information because some combination of something he did isn't covered and they want clarification. They didn't used to be like this with the regular doc and foot doc.
I'm so thankful we don't have too many predators around. Being in town helps, but it also means I can't have a roo to help protect the girls. We have foxes in town, but I never see them in my neighborhood. I think it might be because there are so many dogs here. The lilacs keep the birds from being able to swoop in and I let the loud dog whenever I see a cat in the alley. On the other hand, we do seem to get a lot of possums in our neighborhood. The slide door to the coop is sticking open and it's a pain the you-know-what every evening. DH is trying to figure out how he can get it to slide down smoothly again. It's made out of some kind of non-vinyl siding and just slides between the wooden coop wall and the wood strips DH put up.
FIL's friend dropped by another load of chard. I love watching the hens get so excited about it. They're spoiled and I wouldn't have it any other way! Whenever I go outside, or even if they see me looking out the back door at them, they pace around in front of the gate and talk to me. And yes, I talk back. I even thank them for their eggs most days when I gather them.
Welcome to the new people!
I enjoyed the pictures of adorable children, and the child "eating" the severed hand really cracked me up because I'm sick like that.
The cape cod coop is really cute.
I hope those of you not feeling well get over it quickly, it's no fun to be sick when you want to be getting things ready for winter.
I'm sorry about the insurance problems. I have an attitude about insurance companies because you pay and pay and pay and then they look for every little reason they can find not to pay when you need them. I've been having a hassle with my medical insurance because they don't cover some of the stuff done by the doctor who's been helping me with the sciatica and pelvic sprain. Fine, I know they don't cover certain things, but they're constantly sending me paperwork to verify that this was not caused by an accident and requesting information from me -- not the doctor because she's not on their list -- and it's the same dang problem and same dang information every time. I eventually get reimbursed for the things they cover, but they spend more time and money trying to avoid it than if they'd just pay. Now they're doing the same thing with the foot doctor, requesting additional information because some combination of something he did isn't covered and they want clarification. They didn't used to be like this with the regular doc and foot doc.
I'm so thankful we don't have too many predators around. Being in town helps, but it also means I can't have a roo to help protect the girls. We have foxes in town, but I never see them in my neighborhood. I think it might be because there are so many dogs here. The lilacs keep the birds from being able to swoop in and I let the loud dog whenever I see a cat in the alley. On the other hand, we do seem to get a lot of possums in our neighborhood. The slide door to the coop is sticking open and it's a pain the you-know-what every evening. DH is trying to figure out how he can get it to slide down smoothly again. It's made out of some kind of non-vinyl siding and just slides between the wooden coop wall and the wood strips DH put up.
FIL's friend dropped by another load of chard. I love watching the hens get so excited about it. They're spoiled and I wouldn't have it any other way! Whenever I go outside, or even if they see me looking out the back door at them, they pace around in front of the gate and talk to me. And yes, I talk back. I even thank them for their eggs most days when I gather them.
