Night marauders destroyed my morning plans. An owl tore the tarp off a temporary pen. I saw it fly away when I was feeding birds at 4:30 a.m. It didn't get any of the chickens, but the tarp is a complete loss. Worse, a skunk doused Vesta, so I'm going to have to bathe her before I can drive to Shawnee. She's got a funky, stinky, wet doggie aroma like I've never smelled before in my life! GP are like skunk musk sponges.
If anyone is at the show and is checking posts, please pass this on for me. I left a message at the I-Hop, but Betsy is the only one there right now.
To Rebecca - I will be there, but it will be around lunch time.
To Lynn - I will be there, but it will be around lunch time.
To Mary Jo - I will be there, but it will be around lunch time.
To Mitzi - I will be there, but it will be around lunch time.