When I was a kid there was such a thing as “no take backs!” Think you had to call it first though, or it didn’t count!

They better not sneak him in my coop while I am gone either!!
:eek:

He was one of those dogs that you wish you could clone. He was wonderful.
I missed you all too. Now that it gets dark earlier hopefully I'll have more free time in the evening.

:hugsI am sorry Suzi. No they never live long enough. :hugs

Speaking of dogs....my pit bull, Bucco, did something hilarious last night.

He is a notorious counter surfer, and he is huge. Lately, he has been grabbing things off the kitchen island with his big mitts.

Last night, he was roaming around and then jumped on the couch next to me. I heard him licking/eating something. So I went "Bucco, what do you have?" and stuck my hand in his mouth.

He gave me a goofy look, cocked his head, and spit out this large, dog-spit-covered egg--completely intact--into my hand. Somehow, he got up on the kitchen island, put that egg in his mouth, and ever-so-gently carried it into the living room, and hopped on the couch without even so much as cracking it.

I died laughing!:lau Then I took the egg in the kitchen where he followed me, told him he was a very good dog, and cooked it up for him, while he sat there, tail wagging.

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This is my good dog Bucco, when he was a baby. I also call him Cletus. He's my love.:love

OH MY GOODNESS!
Mine would never have given it back. :lau
Well not until the next day anyway. :gig

By the way.... I love his big ole mooshie face.
Give him some grandma cheek mooshes for me.
:love
 
I was thinking the same thing about something popping out of place. So I held her and moved both her legs around. Flipped her on her back (She loved that!) and did the same. Felt them both and bent them systematically... didn't see or feel anything abnormal.
Would a sling help? She roosts with everyone else so she's getting around fairly well. I hate to say it but I don't have time for hospital care right now. Can't trust someone else to it either that's for sure.
Wrap her an ace bandage? Pull that leg in snug to her body? (Like that would last)
Aspirin and turmeric I can do.
They recover on their own from stuff like that.
 
Feeling bushed today. I need to get my stuff together and get more work done on that coop. Maybe i can get hubby to hang the door. Most of what i have left to do is security related. Secure the top of the run, put in the last nest box, window and door. Maybe i will need to build the second door. Guy said he would find me one but no luck so far.
 
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Speaking of dogs....my pit bull, Bucco, did something hilarious
last night.

He is a notorious counter surfer, and he is huge. Lately, he has been grabbing things off the kitchen island with his big mitts.

Last night, he was roaming around and then jumped on the couch next to me. I heard him licking/eating something. So I went "Bucco, what do you have?" and stuck my hand in his mouth.

He gave me a goofy look, cocked his head, and spit out this large, dog-spit-covered egg--completely intact--into my hand. Somehow, he got up on the kitchen island, put that egg in his mouth, and ever-so-gently carried it into the living room, and hopped on the couch without even so much as cracking it.

I died laughing!:lau Then I took the egg in the kitchen where he followed me, told him he was a very good dog, and cooked it up for him, while he sat there, tail wagging.

I love that goofy dog.View attachment 1534760
This is my good dog Bucco, when he was a baby. I also call him Cletus. He's my love.:love


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Look at that punum!!! Don't you just want to bite that nose? He will let you. Sweetest dog in the world.
He’s a precious pup with an old soul. There was a thing going around Facebook a couple of months ago Called the “egg challenge” and people were doing that on purpose though.
 
Stacey glad to see you out here...:ya:celebrate
Thanks buddy. Im trying to stay “zen” down here.
What’s your weather looking like?

Being on here is:
A. Keeping me out of dh’s hair while he works from the dining room table, and

B. It’s keeping me from killing my daughter.
I feel guilty to have the luxury of some power to run a fan and a lamp and charge my phone, and she’s complaining about food.

At this point, everyone’s else’s food is long since spoiled.

If the rain would stop I could get out there and kick a path to the grill and COOK something yummy.
 

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