~ white tailed deer ~Yesterday I left 35 minutes early for a 15 mile drive, thinking, "surely I'm leaving enough of a cushion to make it to church on time...?" I made it about a mile from the house, rounded a turn and there she was, standing in the road, trying to decide to go over the fence and down the hill or over the fence and up the hill. It took her a while.
She finally decided to turn and go up the hill. I gave her all the time she needed; I didn't want her to panic and injure herself. When I glanced in the rear view mirror, there was a motorcyclist, seated on a rice burner, aka crotch rocket, and not exhibiting any patience.
My attitude is the jerk should buy me an ice cream cone because I, probably, saved him from wrecking his motorcycle and, probably, injuring himself.
Yep, a few miles up the road, he decided to pass on a double yellow line. And motorcyclists wonder why car drivers don't respect them. Well, when they start respecting themselves and the laws of the road, perhaps they'll garner respect. Or not.
So, I was late for church, again, but only by a couple of minutes. Not too bad, eh?
A recent thrift store find...
A Singer serger although someone told me they thought it was also an embroidery machine. What do you think? Whatever it is, it was an absolute find for $8.95. The best find in a long while...hurrah!
~ Gracie, in the forefront; Sadie, behind and Abbie, far right ~Dr. Lois, the vet came today, to see Gracie and Abbie, my old girls. The diagnosis is, probably, nothing serious other than old age...which is terminal, as we all know. While Dr. Lois and Steven...or is it Stephen, not sure...were here, they trimmed Gracies nails. Poor dear old thing; she cried, moaned, barked, squealed like a girl. All that was before they started cutting her nails; when they actually started, she quieted down. She went on arthritis meds about two months ago and now feels like a young gal; so much better!
~ Abbie ~
Abbie is going on arthritis meds as well; she has old bones and I want both Abbie and Gracie to be as comfortable as possible for as long as possible. They've been good friends, great companions and I believe in taking care of my own.
As for me, I had a bad fall tonight, not even sure what happened but I found myself crumpled on the driveway rocks while the horses milled around. Fortunately, the all sidestepped me but Sadie knocked into me as she ran away from the horses. Basically, I'm okay but you'd think otherwise if you could see the bumps, lumps, bruises and vibrant colors. It's at times like this, as well as every other minute of the day, that I really miss Dave. He'd notice if I didn't make it back to the house and come looking for me. Now, I'm on my own. This farming business ain't for sissies! smile
Blessings ~ my furry family ~ good health ~ Steven ~ Dr. Lols ~