Granny's gone and done it again

Well I did not get the banana bread made but did make pound cake. To much chicken drama today to do much baking. We lost one of the older pet roosters to an unknown illness. Sammy had been sickly his whole life. He had splay legs as a chick so I fixed his legs and he bonded to me. He and 2 buddies were allowed to live in a small coop near our porch and became known as the Porch Pirates. Sammy was the smallest, Buddy in the middle and Hector the biggest. We let them free range during the day all last summer. Hector started to get aggressive so we put he and Buddy into a small rooster coop and Sammy in with a few small hens. Sammy would come to me everyday to see if I had treats and allowed me to pick him up and get cuddles. I noticed Thursday afternoon that he wasn't acting right so I brought him into the infirmary for special treatment. He was dead this morning when I went to check on him. I have to admit I cried like he was my baby.
Sorry, it seems like it's always the favorites that go early.
 
Jenny was that way, a bit, when we got her. She'd hang her head and look fearful, wouldn't look at you, and she woulcn't come either. I really wanted to change her name but couldn't come up with anything better so I just made sure whenever I said it I used a soft, loving tone and handled her very lovingly so she would have good associations with it. She's a lot better now. She's come such a long way! She comes to me almost all the time, and to other family members sometimes. She doesn't bark at Melissa any more. I think she looks like her former owner.
Bless you for giving her a good home.
 
We rescued our Lhasa Apso from a friend of my sister. She had bought Daisy as a gift for her 16 year old daughter. The 4 year old son abused Daisy to the point of rupturing her spleen. The Mom called me from the vets office to see if I wanted her when she was released. Of course I did! The Mom brought 8 month old Daisy, her papers, bed and food to me. She told the son the dog was dead. Daisy was terrified of green flooring even grass. I found out their kitchen floor was green and every time Daisy went in there she was either kicked or yelled at. We had Daisy for 13 years and have not had a dog since she died.
I would miss having a dog too much.
 

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