Granny's gone and done it again

I could spell anything though. It was a gift. Like, maybe I was savant or something. I could look at a page of newsprint and a misspelled word would jump up and hit me in the eye.
I still can't stand seeing things spelled wrong. Always want to correct it.
 
Yeah, looks like two boobs! :gig
The fact that it’s less than 1% from an A- is gonna haunt me. The universe is trolling me, that must be it🥲
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Morning all!

Blasting into the busy time of the year here between spring cleaning, getting the coops ready for spring and craft/art projects the days just seem to go by faster than 24 hours worth. Need to get everything done before heading out to harvest wood for next winter. Strang thing is that we haven't even used half of what we harvested last year. Mild winter? Yep, so far.

Tried to play catch up. Gave up about halfway through. Laundry is calling and I must answer it's call....unfortunately.

Y'all feel good, do good and have fun! Think I hit on everything I've read so far.
 
Forgot to add the one exciting thing that happened here in our little corner of Missouri dirt.

Since our dogs don't work and play well with one another nor with the cats (at least the cattle dogs don't play well with the cats. They think they are squeaky toys) we keep everyone segregated in their own section of the house.

The two oldest get the living room, kitchen and bedroom along with the front yard and the cattle dogs get the utility room, our hobby/family room, the shop and the back yard. Everyone is happy. Spot the oldest Female gets along with the males and the cats beautifully but she doesn't like Rocki the female cattle dog at all. Buck the oldest male is so-so with the cats and hates the cattle dogs and the feeling is mutual. He bit every one of them when they were pups and man do they have long memories.

So we have a doggy door in the utility room so they can let themselves in and out. It has worked beautifully and they house broke themselves in about two weeks' time.

Two nights ago I head out to the family room to feed and spend some time with the cattle dogs. Diesel takes off and I hear the doggy door flap open and closed and here he comes running in with something in his mouth. We have a futon out there that we have opened flat for them to hang out on and us too. He jumps up on the bed and drops what he has in the middle. I take one look and moan and go back into the living room and tell my husband, I will deal with puke, I will deal with poop I will deal with pee. But I WILL NOT deal with the dead squirrel in the middle of the futon.

He is laughing, I'm laughing, Diesel is sitting by his prize with this big proud cattle dog smile going from ear to hear. He brought us a gift to show us what a good hunter and provider he is for his poor old helpless humans.

This is the third squirrel that they have caught and dispatched since last fall and we have no idea how they are accomplishing it. These are BIG squirrels too, fat and healthy. Our fence around our back yard is heavy gauge cattle panels with no climb goat fence lining the inside to keep the chickens out when they free range so we don't know how the squirrels are getting in unless they climb the fence, avoid the hot wire (since the cattle dogs love to climb), jump in to feast on acorns that drop into the yard from a big oak tree near by and then can't figure out how to get out once the dogs zero in on them. They must go into a blind panic at that point and that is when violence occurs.

Thing is we check the dogs and nobody has a bite mark on them amazingly enough. Maybe the squirrels see these 45 pound dogs that are built to take on bulls barreling towards them at warp 9 and keel over from a heart attack.

I got a dust pan, we disappointed Diesel by telling him we would not cook up his squirrel for dinner and got the critter out of there fast. Now the linen from the futon is in the washing machine and we are wondering how soon it will be before the next squirrel appears in the middle of the futon.
 
Sunny now, and 55° last time i checked.
I think any male dog should be neutered unless you are a professional breeder, and yes, neutering makes them less likely to roam because they don't have the hormones that drive them to go looking for bitches in heat. They live longer because they don't run out in traffic and get hit by cars, they don't get in dog fights and so on. I also believe females should be spayed, because a lot of people don't neuter their males, who then roam and then your bitch ends up with an unwanted litter. I can't really say whether a neutered male husky will stay home though, or even a spayed female husky. I think it's just in their dna to not be a backyard dog, I think they may get restless or claustrophobic in a small area. They need exercise, they need stimulation, they need to run.
Actually they have proof that is much healthier for your dogs to not neuter them.
 

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