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pecans in the cemetary

Pecans in the Cemetery

On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old, pecan tree just
inside the cemetery fence.

One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the
tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts. ‘One for you, one for
me, one for you, one for me,’ said one boy. Several dropped and rolled
down toward the fence.
Along came another boy riding along the road on his bicycle. As he
passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed
down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, ‘One for you, one for me,
one for you, one for me…’ He just knew what it was.

He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an
old man with a cane, hobbling along. ‘Come here quick,’ said the boy,
‘you won’t believe what I heard! Satan and The Lord are down at the
cemetery dividing up the souls!’ The man said, ‘Beat it kid, can’t you
see it’s hard for me to walk.’
When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.
Standing by the fence they heard, ‘One for you, one for me. One for you,
one for me.’ The old man whispered, “Boy, you’ve been telling me the
truth.” Let’s see if we can see the Lord…?
Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable
to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars
of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the
Lord.
At last they heard, “One for you, one for me. That’s all. Now let’s go
get those nuts by the fence and we’ll be done…?”
They say the old man had the lead for a good half-mile before the kid on
the bike passed him.

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Welcome to the weekend!

Payday is here and the money is already spent! But isn’t that always the way. No matter how much money you make, the cash is gone by the time it gets here allocated to this or that.

Anyway, This weekend we will be making the chick cage more secure and hopefully building a roof. If you lean in and listen closely, you can hear me cheering wildly! The plan is this, We’re gonna move the rabbits in the chick/broody pen for added security for them as well. Which…
A) lets me sleep with out listening for predators and
B) lets me sleeping without getting bombarded by their bunny thumps, rattling the food dish, and chasing each other around the cage.

I explained to them that after a night of no sleep, they are less than cute. But they don’t seem to care. Annoying!

As for the gardens, it seems that they have held up admirably against the constant rain that we have been blessed with all week.
Even the fragile asparagus seems to have withstood most of the onslaught.

My trees look wonderful and happy and many of the non-fruiting trees are even putting out their leaves now. The pollen count is out of this world though. With the allegra (allergy medicine) everyone’s been taking, it hasn’t made us utterly miserable this year.
Again with the cheering! If this keeps up I’m going to have to invest in Pom-poms.

Welp… gotta get started on the house.

Gratitudes:
I am grateful for puppy kisses. For the unwavering loyalties and love from the dogs in this household. In a world that blames you, lies to you, misleads and misdirects you… I come home to tail-wags, I miss you’s, and kisses. There is nothing they wouldn’t brave for us.

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Seriously, We’ve had the fans running and the window’s opened, I’ve dusted, vacuumed and wiped down everything. I’m beginning to wonder if I haven’t learned the lesson I was supposed to learn and this is my daily reminder to “Keep on track”

It might have been nicer if I had been boiling Hickory chips or maybe even mesquite… then I could play it off as a major bbq, despite the rain.

At least this weekend will be in the 70’s, which will make it MUCH easier to keep all the doors and windows open and the fans running.

Gratitude:
Thank you Lord for our Mistakes in life, they are learning blocks and steps to lead us to the path we are supposed to be taking.
Live with them, learn from them, remember them and move on!

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It’s a “Glass half full/ Glass half empty” kind of thing.

My first response was to look at the Half empty part and cry. Yesterday the boys and I went to the movies and came back to find the house filled with black smelly smoke. The Lab/Pitt was in the crate locked in the room and Shih’tzu/poodle was in the middle of it all, wheezing and coughing.

You see I ended up leaving the stove on by accident.. and the soup and pan burned. Luckily, thats all that burned. My house smells, but my family and my home are safe and secure. It was a scare.. but everyone is all right – Thank God!

We took the Shih’tzu poodle to the vet who checked her lungs and gums. Poor thing after the trauma of that smoke filled house – got two shots and a couple of pills. This morning she seems fine and act’s fairly normal.

The Lab/Pitt who was locked into the room was safe because the smoke hadn’t reached there yet … I’m sure she could smell it and was scared, but physically she was fine.

I was afraid I’d have trouble sleeping last night, nightmares of what might have been – but that was not the case. I slept safe and secure in the knowledge that my family was alright and I woke up with a children’s song on my mind.

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Oh the Lord is good to me.. That’s why I thank the Lord. For giving me the things I need, the sun and the rain and the apple seed. The Lord is good to me.
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I am so grateful that no one was hurt! I am sooooooo Grateful that my house didn’t sustain any damage. I am so grateful to have my family around me at the time we found the house full of smoke. It was very scary and I was very traumatized and I had the support and level-headedness of the boys with me.

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Oh My… The rain last night shook the heavens and the earth. I was beginning to wonder if I had to run out and put waders on all my chicks, chickens, and rabbits. As it was I checked the chicks three times last night to make sure they weren’t drowning, wet, soggy or freezing to death.

The make shift covering we rigged, worked out wonderfully. (I am surprised to say)
Two tarps, one placed under the first one in a shingle set up.. so that the water runs off the side and not pooling over the chicks heads. Tomorrow is supposed to be a sunny day. With any luck I’ll get the rest of the pen secured and I can let them out of their little covering… If not, then it will have to wait until the weekend.

I have two broody hens (maybe 3 – the last one is trying to make up her mind.) Plus 33 chicks. Sounds like the local Fauna are going to picking off my chickens again – Or I’ll be feeding the neighborhood during a small apocalyptic crisis.
Either way I’m good with it. I am limiting how many eggs the broodies get to sit on.. and thus, hopefully limit the number of little chicks they add to my count.

My plants are holding up against the rain flow too. I am surprised about that as well, with the hail that fell last night.

Gratitudes:
I am grateful for my sense of sight, and the ability to watch nature’s light display playing out of my bedroom window. Lightning storms are gorgeous and unlike most sane people, calm my mind. I am grateful for the rain. We so desperately needed it! It would have been better to have a few days of steady medium rain rather than (ready for it MC?) a torrential downpour.

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Growing up my teachers taught that animals were nothing but a bunch of instincts wrapped in a neat meat package. Anyone growing up around animals knew that they were so wrong, and now in class they teach differently. Yet many people still underestimate animal intelligence.
This is not a rant; it is an observation, an occurrence and a bit of nostalgia.

Let’s start with the nostalgia.

The first instance of cooperation and conspiracy
In the beginning, I had a dog that was an Australian shepherd/chow mix, and a Siamese (devil) cat, not to mention two young boys. I would come home and find the sliding glass door open and yell at the boys. “STOP leaving the door open. It lets the dog in and the cat out!” They would assure me that it was not them. So of course my natural response is to mock them. “Of course not, The dog did it …” I’d growl and walk away.
Well it wasn’t long before I had to eat my sarcasm (and since there is quite a lot of it, it made a full week’s worth of meals.).
I caught them in the act….
The cat would stand on my desk and push at the sliding glass door with her paws, using her slight body weight to boost her power. It would open JUST enough to let the dog get his nose in there and open it the rest of the way.

The second instance of their cooperation and conspiracy
The cat loved pizza (and cinnamon rolls) and like most dogs, mine loved people food of almost any texture, flavor or type. When the boys would order pizza, they (at first) would leave the box on the stove. In the middle of the night, the cat (who couldn’t open the box) would push the pizza box off the stove until it fell on the floor. The dogs would tear open the box and eat all but one piece.
The cat would feast on the left over piece, eating the cheese and bread to her heart’s content.

Both animals have long since passed away but I felt the need to recognize their ingenuity and ability to work together across multi-species lines.

Now for the Occurrence…
My current dog – a pitt/lab mix is not allowed to chase the chickens. She still does when she thinks no one is watching because she can’t get enough of the explosion of noise and feathers when she does. It’s like teen agers and video games – they are inexplicably drawn together. However because of the wonders of the spray bottle, She is very careful not to indulge in this forbidden activity when anyone is watching.
The other day she was sitting outside with me and just shaking… I looked where she was looking and saw a squirrel sitting in the midst of my chicken flock, daintily eating the oats and corn I threw for my chickens. I watched her for a long time and you could see the wheels turning.
Squirrel…. chickens… If I do it.. No no no.. But Squirrel… chickens… no no no…
After about 3 minutes of her trying to figure out how to get the squirrel without getting busted for the chickens I couldn’t take it anymore. I know I shouldn’t have… But I whispered “Get the ….” No sooner did I start the sentence did she bolt for that squirrel.
The squirrel thinking it was safe almost didn’t get away in time.. Afterward, quite satisfied with a bit of tail fur from the squirrel and the cackling from the chickens, the lab/pitt came and laid at my feet, tail thumping happily.

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Animals are awesome creatures and don’t deserve to be lumped into a category of lesser beings that we can do what we want with them. The circle of life demands that some animals eat others and keep everything in balance, – my argument is not for veganism or vegetarianism but for the quality of life we give the animals in our care.
They should not be shoved into cages until they can only stand up or taken from their mothers and bottle-fed in small boxes, or made to fight to the death in cage-matches for our entertainment. The list goes on.
From the hamster to the horse – animals have distinct personalities as well as likes and dislikes unique to them. They should not be taken for granted.

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The weekend

The weekend is off to a fast start. The boys have finished bringing in the old Broody pen into the back yard. (Just in time, because I have ANOTHER broody hen) We are going to use it to house the rabbit cages and the broody hens. It’s big enough for them to share for now. Eventually they’ll get their own rooms.

On a good note, My bedroom has screens again, so I can let the spring air circulate through the house! YAY. Hubby is going to put them up in the front of the house too this weekend. I am so excited.

My eye is doing better. it was pretty painful last night – Hubby says the fans in the coffee shop, dried my eyes out. Whatever the reason … Ouch.

I have a lot on my plate today, sore eye or no… Besides general clean up and taking care of the plants and animals, I have to make cookies for a function on Sunday, get the walls ready for sanding and painting, and force myself to get in a little writing.

Well, that’s all I really have to say for now. Still limiting my online time.

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