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So much to do..so little time !!!

1/30/2011

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I had an hour yesterday afternoon before the second shift....a.luxury here on the ranch. A decision had to be made and made very quickly, my hour was dwindling fast. Bed looked inviting,...very inviting, we had been up since 2am and matchsticks were going to be keeping my eyes open. Jodie had been left doing some finishing work on brother Johns plant box and would have been doing a great job..if Greg had (1) found her some wood she could work with the jigsaw and (2) possibly more important, a blade for the jigsaw to work the wood (if it wasn't to brittle to cut anyway !). Tom was making a roosting perch for the chickens that hatched on Farmfest day. A wonderful bunch of multicolored ( multicoloured) birds of indeterminate breed, all we are sure of is that they are all chickens and all hens, they are due to start laying in April. Tom said he had never done much wood so the project was a challenge for both he and Greg and I'm happy to say the project was a success, Tom didn't look too traumatized, Greg was happy with it and the perch is now up in the hen house. Sadly the dumb birds didn't seem to know what to do with it !
Poor Lamb Chop had adaptions made to his "bits" yesterday I was assigned to the head end, feeding peanuts if and when he needed them. Strangely Lamb Chop seemed to have something else on his mind throughout the procedure and when we gave him his evening feed last night was looking exceedingly sorry for himself !
Tom had his second horse ride yesterday evening and this time we went out onto the road, Destinys ears were pricked and alert...so were Toms !! Tom did great, we'll make a jockey out of that young man before he leaves.
As to the decision I had to make for my hour off....I made cookies and when we got home last evening, the smell of cookies wafted through the door. Always guaranteed to put a smile on Gregs face and now our two new friends can be found can be found dipping into the cookie tin just as keenly as Greg. Well, it's nearly time to get down to the barn, so I'd better go and get layered up...MJ on Fox 13 said there could be snow flakes. Take care, M

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