The Old Folks Home

[Nomadicus]

A man with chickens sleeps when he can. We have a chorus of crowing in full stereo from both sides of the house. I've adapted and I no longer hear it until I'm up and about.

 

[ShrekDawg]

A man with chickens sleeps when he can. We have a chorus of crowing in full stereo from both sides of the house. I've adapted and I no longer hear it until I'm up and about.

 

[Nomadicus]

Now I know why I've been in a pre-hibernation state all day today. The morning temp Wednesday is going to be 29°. After a very hot summer I'm afraid that a frigid winter is going to follow.

 

[BigBlueHen53]

On Work days, I get up at 5am

I have a dog that wakes me up at 5 am like clockwork. She has her ways. She starts by thumping her tail on the floor. Whack, whack. She is so happy to be awake. Me not so much. I pretend to be asleep. Oh, she can fix that. She gets up, comes over and starts licking my hand, my foot, my knee, anything that's poking out of the blankets. Slurp slurp, wake up, Mom. It's morning! No it's not. Go away. I tuck everything in under the blankets and snore lightly. Go away, I'm asleep. Not time to get up yet. She is not fooled. She picks something up in her mouth, a towel maybe. A sock. A cat toy. Anything. She's a Golden. Joy is something in the mouth. And she starts pacing. Toenails on the hardwood floor. Click clack, click clack ... OKAY ALREADY! I'M AWAKE! GAAAHH! I put on my robe and take her outside. Yes we have dog doors. But she wants my company. I go back to bed till 6:30. That's feeding time. Sigh. Tell me again why I have kids? I mean, dogs?

 

[ShrekDawg]

I have a dog that wakes me up at 5 am like clockwork. She has her ways. She starts by thumping her tail on the floor. Whack, whack. She is so happy to be awake. Me not so much. I pretend to be asleep. Oh, she can fix that. She gets up, comes over and starts licking my hand, my foot, my knee, anything that's poking out of the blankets. Slurp slurp, wake up, Mom. It's morning! No it's not. Go away. I tuck everything in under the blankets and snore lightly. Go away, I'm asleep. Not time to get up yet. She is not fooled. She picks something up in her mouth, a towel maybe. A sock. A cat toy. Anything. She's a Golden. Joy is something in the mouth. And she starts pacing. Toenails on the hardwood floor. Click clack, click clack ... OKAY ALREADY! I'M AWAKE! GAAAHH! I put on my robe and take her outside. Yes we have dog doors. But she wants my company. I go back to bed till 6:30. That's feeding time. Sigh. Tell me again why I have kids? I mean, dogs?

I'm so lucky Brew sleeps in till I want to. Usually. and his feeding time changes so he doesn’t bug me for that either lol

 

[Sally PB]

I have a dog that wakes me up at 5 am like clockwork. She has her ways. She starts by thumping her tail on the floor. Whack, whack. She is so happy to be awake. Me not so much. I pretend to be asleep. Oh, she can fix that. She gets up, comes over and starts licking my hand, my foot, my knee, anything that's poking out of the blankets. Slurp slurp, wake up, Mom. It's morning! No it's not. Go away. I tuck everything in under the blankets and snore lightly. Go away, I'm asleep. Not time to get up yet. She is not fooled. She picks something up in her mouth, a towel maybe. A sock. A cat toy. Anything. She's a Golden. Joy is something in the mouth. And she starts pacing. Toenails on the hardwood floor. Click clack, click clack ... OKAY ALREADY! I'M AWAKE! GAAAHH! I put on my robe and take her outside. Yes we have dog doors. But she wants my company. I go back to bed t

Oh, this brings back a wonderful memory of our first Doberman, Shadow.

She learned NOT to stick her wet nose on bare skin. She did this when I was (truly) asleep, and I nearly levitated off the bed with a shreik! Ok, mom, sorry.

After that, she would put her nose about a 1/4" away from my face and breathe on me. She would lean her side against the side of the bed and wag her entire body, so that the bed shook.

She smiled when she was happy. She actually smiled. I miss her.

 

[sourland]

Good morning, OF. I miss Maggie Mae. There's a picture of her and me above the computer table and another in the bookcase.

 

[Nomadicus]

Good morning Old Folks. 3 more ° and I can go out and make me rounds among the coops. 55° is tolerable but much prefer 65°.

 

[Sally PB]

Good morning Old Folks. 3 more ° and I can go out and make me rounds among the coops. 55° is tolerable but much prefer 65°.

Three more degrees, and the poop in the coop might thaw enough so that I can scrape it off the poop board.

 

[LaurenRitz]

Three more degrees and I'll definitely be oblique.