Nice update!My husband spent quite some time tracing his "roots;" a DNA test on him might show how many of the family stories are accurate. One version is that a family name is Irish, another holds that it is actually a bastardized version of a French name. Another family group did quite a bit of migrating around in Europe before some of 'em crossed the ocean, so there's quite a bit of diversity possible there.
I have uncles on both sides of my family that did the family genealogy thingy; not experiencing a need to reinvent the wheel, I'm taking their respective words for it.
@getaclue quite a cluster of birthdays you have there! Hope y'all have a great time; a pool party sounds like a lot of fun.
Personally, I'm celebrating not having a pool - or rather, a pond, in my pasture anymore. We've had a couple of weeks of dry weather, and the water is now gone.
Unfortunately, that doesn't mean the hazards of water have entirely disappeared. There's a lot of peat in my soil, and the torrential downpours we experienced washed a lot of it from the higher areas and into the lowest ones out there. Most of it is firm enough to walk on, but not all . . . what's that they say about goats being born looking for a way to kill themselves?
I looked out my kitchen window, and I saw my old goat Daisy lying down near the back fence. After a while, I realized she wasn't lying down, she was stuck. She had found one of the few spots of muck that were soft and deep enough that it wouldn't support her weight, and had sunk in up to her belly. I fetched a lead rope from the shed and gingerly made my way out to her. The ground supported me (barely), but I guess goat feet are just a little too small. By digging in the muck, I managed to get my hands under her, and passed the rope under her rib cage. By pulling up on the rope, I managed to free her front legs, but she couldn't get any purchase so she just folded her legs and lay down again. I hunted up some pieces of deck board and managed to work a couple of them under her front end, then I dug down on each of her back legs until I could get hold of the hock and pull the leg free. With all of her legs free, she still just lay there. I pulled her over until she was entirely on the boards, and still, she lay there. With my sweat dripping on her, I pulled up on the rope, and yelled in frustration, "come on, you stupid beast, stand up!" Finally, she did, and ambled off as if nothing had happened. Evidently, it really was just that spot.
23andMe has a health report(charge extra) with it and it gives you a percentage of Neanderthal DNA that you have. Europeans all have that but others- Asian and some Afircan do not.
goats are fun?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLUE!!!
