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yes ma'am.

found a semi local (1.5 hour drive) for fertilized eggs.

heck, I'd like to start as soon as the incubator gets to the house. I could have some egg layers this year yet.
 
Hiya :frow

Oh yes shouting helps with how far away I am :lau

It's lunchtime here 12.40 pm. Just having a quick pop in here before I go do Harry horse, I'm also trying to upload a vid on YouTube and it keeps saying error :barnie Have given up with it for now cos it's driving me mad!!


Oh no on your tree Sally :hugs
Wish mine would stay in the room on a night but no they have to be on the bed along with the cat!! One of my dogs is on steroids again and her personality has changed again. I think meds can affect them like that, yours more too due to seizures.

I've given up on the cleaning for now, may have another go when I get back but the again I may not ;)
 
Hiya
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Oh yes shouting helps with how far away I am
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It's lunchtime here 12.40 pm. Just having a quick pop in here before I go do Harry horse, I'm also trying to upload a vid on YouTube and it keeps saying error
barnie.gif
Have given up with it for now cos it's driving me mad!!


Oh no on your tree Sally
hugs.gif

Wish mine would stay in the room on a night but no they have to be on the bed along with the cat!! One of my dogs is on steroids again and her personality has changed again. I think meds can affect them like that, yours more too due to seizures.

I've given up on the cleaning for now, may have another go when I get back but the again I may not
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hide all the dirt with Christmas decorations!!!
 
yes ma'am.

found a semi local (1.5 hour drive) for fertilized eggs.

heck, I'd like to start as soon as the incubator gets to the house. I could have some egg layers this year yet.
thats cool, but that far of a drive? you live in the middle of nowhere? So when you gonna jump on the incubating thread with us?

Hiya
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Oh yes shouting helps with how far away I am
lau.gif


It's lunchtime here 12.40 pm. Just having a quick pop in here before I go do Harry horse, I'm also trying to upload a vid on YouTube and it keeps saying error
barnie.gif
Have given up with it for now cos it's driving me mad!!


Oh no on your tree Sally
hugs.gif

Wish mine would stay in the room on a night but no they have to be on the bed along with the cat!! One of my dogs is on steroids again and her personality has changed again. I think meds can affect them like that, yours more too due to seizures.

I've given up on the cleaning for now, may have another go when I get back but the again I may not
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I think it seriously effected her brain, she eats rocks and all kinda stuff now. I thought it was the phenobarb but I am starting to think she just thinks her job is to eat things, ANYthing, she had a coffee mug off my side table and was chewing on it, dogs dont do that! She was so good and now this!
 
have gotten involved by bringing in their contributions of dead branches and feathers. They also tracked in duck poop from the back yard. The poop was their own idea. Clever of them, huh?

For your information, we will be dining fashionably late. The grandchildren and dogs will entertain you while you wait. I'm sure they will be eager to share every choice comment I have made regarding the holidays, shopping, and several panicked calls to the turkey hotline. Please keep in mind that most of these comments were made at 5 am when I discovered the turkey was still frozen hard enough to cut diamonds on...not to mention the many necessary quality control checks of the liquor for the rum balls the previous evening.

As an accompaniment to the childrens' program, I will play a CD of tribal drumming. If the children should happen to mention that we don't own a recording of tribal drummimg - or that the drums sound suspiciously like a frozen turkey in a clothes dryer, ignore them. They are lying.

The dining table will not be covered with expensive linens, fine China or crystal goblets. Since this is Christmas, we will refrain from our regular paper plates, leftover takeout napkins and sporks. If possible, we will use dishes that match...something, somewhere, and you will get a real fork.

Naturally, the dog's will be under the table to make sure the floor remains clean. Bless their hearts, they try so hard to keep up with all the floors in the house. Oh, and the litter box.

Our table centerpiece will not be the tower of fresh fruit and flowers I had copied from a picture in a magazine. The grandchildren ate the fruit for breakfast and the cats ate and bared up the fresh flowers. Instead, we will be displaying a wet hedgehog-like decoration handcrafted from the finest quality construction paper, glitter glue and assorted pasta shapes. The artist (aka grandchild) assures me it is a snowman. The dogs are totally convinced that it is a new chew toy. With a little luck, most of the dog slobber should be dry by dinnertime.

We toyed with the pleadant image of ringing a dainty crystal bell to announce the start of the feast. We quickly trashed that idea. Kids, cats and breakable are not compatible. We will instead bang on an empty saucepan with a large metal spoon. So much easier to hear above the noise



In the end, we may choose to keep our traditional method of announcing dinner: when the smoke alarm sounds, if no one tells you to get out, please gather around the table. Sit wherever you can as we have dispensed with formal seating arrangements. In the spirit of harmony, we ask that children sit at a separate table. In a separate room. The dogs will remain here under the table. After all, they have a job to do.

Now I know you have all seen the Norman Rockwell paintings of someone neatly carving a perfectly browned turkey in front of a crowd of appreciative onlookers. This will not be happening at our dinner table so don't even think of pulling out the camera for a photo opportunity. Considering the vast amounts of previously mentioned quality control checks of the rum for the rumballs the night before...I cannot guarantee what the turkey will look like. Just eat it.

For safety reasons, the turkey will be carved in a private ceremony. I must insist on private. This means do not, under any circumstances, enter the kitchen to question my technique. Do not send small, unsuspecting children or elderly relatives to check the progress. I have an electric knife, the turkey is unarmed. It stands to reason that I will eventually win. When I do, we will eat.

I would like to say that "passing" the rolls is not a football play or an opportunity to hit other diners in the head with warm, crusty bread. If you pass a roll or other item and it falls to the floor, no 10 second rule applies here; it immediately becomes the property of the dogs. Don't try to take it away from them. Finders are keepers, losers are weepers and the dogs will insist on being keepers. Please don't ignore this very important dog rule.

I have one reminder for the adults. For the duration of the meal, and especially in the presence of certain youngsters, we will refer to the gibblet gravy by it's lesser known name of Cheese Sauce. If a young diner questions you regarding the ingredients or type of Cheese Sauce, plead ignorance. If the child is persistent, you could suggest they check the dogs' opinion. The digs will be more than happy to sample it and will confirm to any doubters that it is as tasty as any Cheese Sauce ever created.

There is one last small to the plans. Instead of a choice of a half dozen scrptious, time-sucking deserts, we will be serving the traditional pumpkin pie garnished with whipped cream (to cover the cat paw prints on one and the dog tongues on the other). You will still have a choice - take it or leave it!

Have a very merry Christmas and a happy, blessed new year!

Newfie
:gig :lau love it Newfie.
 
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