Mahonri's 3rd Annual, BYC Easter Hatch-a-long!

Wherever we go in the house our dogs are with us, yes, even in the bathroom!

Sounds like my house. All I have to do is head for the hallway and four dogs sprint into the bathroom, spin around and stand there waiting for me to join them. Fortunately, the four of them will generally lay down and wait for me to........ahem.........finish. In true Pavlovian style, when you reach for the TP, everyone jumps up because it is time to vacate the room (I avoided saying it's time to go
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) However, occasionally someone will try to climb into my lap, never let a lap go to waste. Just try to get off the commode with a great dane attempting to sit in your lap and three border collies pressed to your shins.

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The most formative of my youthful years were spent living in Otter Rock, OR. Rode a school bus 9 miles each way to/from school in Newport. Florence, eh. On the other hand, Newport, Yaquina Head, Agate Beach, Beverly Beach, Otter Rock and Depoe Bay comprise the swath of Oregon Coast which draws my soul.
I spend a week in Depoe Bay every year. That's the vacation my Valentine's Hatch eggs took with me, necessitating the purchase of the converter to plug the incubator into the cigarette lighter in my car for the long drive.

Deb
 
Hahaha!!! Now you have got me so curious as to what else "oops" could mean! Especially since this is the first time I have ever been told I live in a genteel household! LOL! I think you better pm me. heehee

My guess is oops doesn't mean something else, oops would be the PG version of what is used. Yeah, oops is not my go to word either
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Deb
 
Sounds like my house. All I have to do is head for the hallway and four dogs sprint into the bathroom, spin around and stand there waiting for me to join them. Fortunately, the four of them will generally lay down and wait for me to........ahem.........finish. In true Pavlovian style, when you reach for the TP, everyone jumps up because it is time to vacate the room (I avoided saying it's time to go
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) However, occasionally someone will try to climb into my lap, never let a lap go to waste. Just try to get off the commode with a great dane attempting to sit in your lap and three border collies pressed to your shins.

Deb
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I have 12 dogs.......all in the house. 3 English Shepherds, 4 Shih Tzus, 1 Poodle, 2 Shih-Poos, 1 Brussels Griffon & a Chihuahua. We have the same bathroom issues. Just pray I'm not in a rush to get there, I trip over them.
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I have two dogs that will eat just about anything. Asparagas, apples, carrots - you name it they will probably eat it. Our third dog only likes the really tasty stuff and only eats dog food because that is what I give them for dinner. He waits to see if I am going to offer something better every night and then finally settles down to eating his dog food.
 
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OK I get it finally. I'm such a slob when cooking that spills don't rate cuss words of any kind. It's just an expected part of cooking for me. So oops in my house means I am in the kitchen and something has just hit the floor. I never even realized that I said it when cooking til the dogs started the "flying to the scene in a blur of fur" thing. Hahaha
 
I had three different ages of eggs in my incubators right now. Today the first group went into lockdown and it's quite disheartening. This is my first experience with shipped eggs, so maybe I was just spoiled with my own eggs. Out of the 37 eggs I set (there was one more broken in transit), only ten waved at me when I moved them from the turner. There are six more that looked like late quitters. They don't smell nor are they leaking, so I left them in. My biggest problem is the breed I wanted the most (lakenvelder) only three are in lockdown.

I also had my "free" bobwhite quail eggs that came with the incubator. They sent 37 eggs (one broken). I never actually candled them until today. I didn't check for live chicks, just the shadow of a chick. I put 24 into lockdown and one that looked like a quitter. The rest were clear.

So it's really about 46% at lockdown. It's just the lakenvelder I am depressed over.
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Deb
 
I had three different ages of eggs in my incubators right now. Today the first group went into lockdown and it's quite disheartening. This is my first experience with shipped eggs, so maybe I was just spoiled with my own eggs. Out of the 37 eggs I set (there was one more broken in transit), only ten waved at me when I moved them from the turner. There are six more that looked like late quitters. They don't smell nor are they leaking, so I left them in. My biggest problem is the breed I wanted the most (lakenvelder) only three are in lockdown.

I also had my "free" bobwhite quail eggs that came with the incubator. They sent 37 eggs (one broken). I never actually candled them until today. I didn't check for live chicks, just the shadow of a chick. I put 24 into lockdown and one that looked like a quitter. The rest were clear.

So it's really about 46% at lockdown. It's just the lakenvelder I am depressed over.
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Yes you were spoiled with your own eggs. I have terrible luck with shipped eggs! I think the Reno PO likes to play football with them or something.
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The folks at my local PO are very sweet but somewhere in transit these eggs are getting scrambled. I'd rather drive for hours and hours to pick up eggs than get any more shipped eggs.

I sure hope that all the rest make it!!!
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When I get home from work at night, the entire inside menagerie follows me to the bathroom. Zorro makes his little "burf" sounds, Dooley races around, skidding on the floor, and Smudge taps my knees with a paw to suggest I provide my lap for him. As I am of a certain age, these sessions last for some time. There is no room for lap cats or dogs of any size while I am playing Solitaire a few dozen times on the iPad.

Any task involving the opening of the refrigerator door requires canine assistance. Any task at the kitchen counter requires the same attention to my actions. Baby carrots are their daily treats - and they can count! Each dog gets two BCs and Simba the rabbit in his cage gets three. Zorro will eat ANYTHING, but Dooley is more of a gourmet.
 

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