Not that I want snow but the rain from last night certainly got everything wet and muddy.
. The chicken pen is just plain yucky. Plenty of standing water for the ducks to play around in but they much preferred their pool this morning. The tarp covering the coop part was sagging from all the water that had pooled in the top. I managed to get most of it off but there is one area left that I can not get to unless I undo the tarp. On the plus side the outside temperature is quite pleasant. Too bad it wont last.
I found myself buying a turkey for Thanksgiving yesterday. They were on sale and I found one that was around 10 lbs. I have not had a traditional Thanksgiving meal in about five years (nothing like coming from a large family that rarely gets together for anything) and decided this year that I might as well cook a meal for myself. Granted a store bought bird wont be as tasty as the birds that are driving me nuts here on a daily basis but it will probably taste better than the frozen pizza I had for Thanksgiving last year.
And Homer, my foster dog, is going to his new forever home next week.
. He met a wonderful lady from MA last weekend and they clicked. She was looking for an older, quiet dog and Homer put on the charm. His new name will be Morty. Sad to see him go but that is why I am fostering, to give dogs a chance at a new life. And with him going that means I can take in another foster. If anyone has been on the fence about fostering I would say get off and just do it. This time of year, thanks to the holidays, many rescues are running into the situation where they have more dogs than foster homes and have to turn dogs away that really need a new chance at life.

I found myself buying a turkey for Thanksgiving yesterday. They were on sale and I found one that was around 10 lbs. I have not had a traditional Thanksgiving meal in about five years (nothing like coming from a large family that rarely gets together for anything) and decided this year that I might as well cook a meal for myself. Granted a store bought bird wont be as tasty as the birds that are driving me nuts here on a daily basis but it will probably taste better than the frozen pizza I had for Thanksgiving last year.
And Homer, my foster dog, is going to his new forever home next week.
