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Cyn and Perchie, nice to see you both but bummer on the health news.


I just went outside to do morning chores. I did the ducks first, and then when I came out of the goat haus (right next door) I heard, clear as day, a man off in the woods behind the duck house say "hello."
Now, mind you, it's 4 am, cold and dark, and I live in the middle of nowhere.
The ducks all freaked out too, and looked back behind their house, off into the woods.
There should not be a man in my woods. I cannot see him and I hear nothing else.
I realize my "guard dog" is still snoring away on the couch, so I hightail it back to the kitchen door (as much as I can on thick ice) and wake her butt up and make her go outside. She doesn't notice anything abnormal, goes about her business. I hear or see nothing else and finish the chores up.
Still mildly panicking I realize I'm wearing a pair of stretchy pants with sewing machines, buttons and pincushions on them as well as a shirt with a very, very inappropriate design on it.

This is not the outfit that I want to go missing in. I mean I don't want to go missing, ever, but this is definitely not the outfit I want splashed on the news.

I basically penguin run back to the garage, lock the door, then come upstairs and get the dog, who still hasn't noticed anything out of the ordinary.

Now she's on the couch (because she is lazy) and very lowly growling while looking out towards the front of the house. But, she does that a lot (and if the snowplow goes by it's all out panic).

I'm really not even sure there was someone/something out there, but I'm wide awake, now.
 
could you go out later this a.m. and see if you can find his foot prints and see where he went or came from? That is spooky.

If Ripley is not a good guard dog, you should have seen a kennel full of Cockers, all wanting attention and hugs. But I figured maybe all that barking would warn strangers off.
 
Oh my goodness scg.. glad nothing happened...and, I had a scary thing happen about 5 nights ago. I go to bed late. I've been doing better..but this night was a few minutes before 1 a.m. I heard a car out there, didn't think much of it because there are 2 different homes that have vehicles come home late at times. I had Cooper walking beside me, he sleeps right beside me, I still hear this car. I decided to look out our big front window. There is a car stopped right in the middle of the road, not pulled over a bit, right in the middle. Right away I think, oh, they must have to adjust something.......then..I see a big person, I'm assuming a man, walk up my front steps. I thought ..is he going to Ring the door bell at 1 in the morning? Then I knew, no..there was nothing..no ratting of my door knobs..nothing. I had my phone in my hand. I hurry back to the hall, turn on my flashlight and point it to the door...and to the window..back and forth. A few seconds go by, and off goes the car. I go to wake my husband. All he says when I tell him what just happened, and a man walked up to our door was... I wonder why. It takes him a while to really get with it when he wakes up. So, I called my son that is living down stairs. No answer. I finally decide that the car has been gone long enough for me to check the front porch. Nothing. Huh, like I was expecting some cute note from a church member. Not at 1 a.m. I left the porch light on, and the kitchen light on. Son in the morning..mom..you called at 1 in the morning? He was worried it was something to do with dad. Yes he says when I mentioned the thought I had...you should have called the police. He thought I still should. No..lights on, plus I put a real noisy chime on the glass front door. Instead of screen, it's glass. Boy, it's a nice loud one. Like your dog, mine was useless . If that door had been touched, he would have gone balistic..but he didn't. Crazy stuff. My son says, because we're old folks, we could have been watched. It's true, I know they look for certain things in old folks homes. Money and meds. No money here, and, no ..fun..drugs here! Still keeping the porch light on...from now on. It's supposed to be sensored but it hasn't been working. Just turn it on now, for the full night.
 
Good morning, Old Folks.

Well, hubby is doing well in one area, not so well in another. Went for his physical today. Had had lab work done, found out that he is in stage 3 kidney failure. What? Dr. said it had been going down for a while. Just had my husband start seeing this guy. My Dr. His retired. Never a word about his kidneys. :rolleyes:

That just sucks. I'm so sorry. :hugs I know kidneys can sometimes repair. When GD had Lupus Nephritis they were talking about installing a port and starting dialysis, but her kidney function eventually returned to normal.

I've heard coyotes out there and I've seen bear poop, but this was much more scary .

People are far more scary than animals.
 
Well, hubby is doing well in one area, not so well in another. Went for his physical today. Had had lab work done, found out that he is in stage 3 kidney failure. What? Dr. said it had been going down for a while. Just had my husband start seeing this guy. My Dr. His retired. Never a word about his kidneys. :rolleyes:
can't like that, what is it with dr's:eek:
maybe keto would help?
 

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