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Short weeks are my favorite. Mom is flying in tomorrow for the rest of the week. Boyfriend arrived late Friday and will be here the rest of the week. I get to go have dinner with his parents tonight, since I've never met them. YAY ME.

I have chicken things to do, no time for work. Will enjoy doing chickenly things in the daylight Thursday AM. Black Friday shopping with the mom and niece on Friday.
 
Morning all! Nice deer dacs.
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What a weekend. My oldest gelding, 32, coliced yesterday morning. I spent most of the day outside in 20ish degree weather with him...I am so tired today, but so thankful for vets who make house calls on Sunday. He was feeling better by 7 last night, much better by 10, and MUCH better this morning. I've had horses for nearly 21 years and never had one colic before. If I never had one do it again it would be just fine by me. Gotta love my vet though, he drove an hour to my place, worked an hour palpating, tubing with oil, and giving IV fluids, left me with extra banamine and only charged me $174. He's a saint.

Of course that means that I got nothing accomplished towards TG on Thursday, which is at our house. I'm trying not to be a nervous wreck.

It's snowing like crazy right now.

My desk is covered with work that MUST BE DONE today and tomorrow so I can take Weds off to shine up the house.

And you guys will be way too entertaining, forcing me to waste time on BYC.

Help.
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This year I have the whole week off!
And its raining. Ya all would think I'm nuts if I said its cold, so I better not say that.
And it hasn't rained a whole lot though, just enough to make it so GD can stomp in puddles and get all wet in between rain spurts.
 
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Orchy, sorry to hear about your horsey......my old worthless horse colicked and it cost me $3333 to get her back to normal. 20/20 hindsight, should have just put her to sleep. I paid all that money considering it was a nice young (8yr old) horse who had 10-15 usable years left. Within a year after the colic episode she had gone lame and has never had a sound step since. 10-15 nonusable years, here i come.

Anywho, glad to see your old man improving. Colic sucks.
 
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Thanks Nella.
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My vet is pretty practical, so when he said he thought he had a good chance of pulling through, I went with it. He knew I didn't want the old boy to suffer at all.

Not that having an arm shoved up your rear to the shoulder and a tube pushed down your nose to your stomach isn't a form of suffering, mind you.
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But at least it was temporary.
 
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Lunch time. Leftover sausage biscuit from breakfast yesterday. And chocolate. Godiva....

Sorry about the horse issues, Orch. What a bummer. There was a cute little circus pony that died of colic on some show DH was watching. How sad they all were. He was tiny and very well-trained. I wonder if they couldn't save him because he wasn't big enough to have an arm shoved up his butt?
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I cleaned the coop yesterday. As I got ready to clean it I was watching a buff sillkie stroll across the yard. It never slowed down when it got to the coop. Just walked right into the wall. Afterwards it stood there for a second, then turned right 90 degrees and started walking again. You could almost hear it singing "doh-dee-doh dee-doh dee-doh". After I got done laughing I felt kinda sorry for the poor fluff-headed thing. Neither one can see, and it's a wonder they get enough to eat and drink!

So I got out my itty bitty scissors to give them both a haircut. I'm not going to show them, so no harm in giving them enough fluff-removal so that they can see. As I sat down on the hammock with the first one, Jezebel jumped up next to me to supervise. The silkie didn't care, and just mumbled and burbled like a tribble from Star Trek. I trimmed away, and knew when it could see because it totally freaked out about the cat sitting next to me. So I turned it the other way, and it calmed right down. Out of sight, out of mind in the blonde silky world. Sure enough, as soon as I trimmed enough away it totally freaked over the cat sitting next to me.

A millie then flew up on me knee to gripe about the lack of attention being paid to the millies. She made it clear she could be bribed to forget this error with treats. The millie dared the cat to make a move. The cat declined.

I got the second buff silkie, and the feline supervisor jumped up next to me again. #2 buff didn't care. Until she could see. Then she totally freaked out because there was a cat sitting next to us. Turned her around and she was quiet. Jezebel gave me one of her eloquent looks that clearly said, "These guys are idiots!" I smiled, and trimmed the silkie's topknot until she could see. Wanna know how I could tell she could see? Jezebel gave me a "See? What'd I tell ya? IDIOTS!!" look.

But the buff (and blonde as well) silkies can now both see, and proved it by eating treats aggressively out of my hand. So aggressively that my hand almost got eaten as well. They've never really eaten out of my hand before. I had been calling them the puppies before this haircut (because they tumbled and milled about my feet any time I went into the coop). I expect I'll be calling them the landsharks now.

The dopey-est landsharks you've ever seen....
 
They sound like quite the characters, Lori. Dumb, yet lovable.
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I have leftover pork chop with potatoes and carrots for lunch today. I have a good, easy recipe if anyone wants it. I made it up all by myself.
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I am fortunate in that both of my silkies are such poor quality they can see perfectly well.

Don't forget, cutest evil silkie broody ever.

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I know most of you already saw that pic, but it is too cute to not repost.

poor silkie, one of her chicks died last night. it had been doing poorly for a couple days...finally when i went in last night it had died. I didn't have anything with me and it was dark and late, so I left it figuring I would deal with it this morning. When I went in there this morning, the poor silkie hen had moved her whole brood of babies over there and tucked the dead chick under her as well. Poor thing. it was so sweet and sad at the same time.

I moved her and removed it......she is down to 4 babies from 5. 1 splash, 1 blue, 2 black. I think. maybe? I can't remember. The little chipmunky partridge one is the one she lost. Last chick that a broody lost was a chipmunky/partridge also. Interesting.
 
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