Counting Chickens.

 This morning when letting the hens out, a Black Marran came running around the end of the chicken coop. Apparently she stayed out all night and survived being out and about. Her "chicken momma" did not count last night! For shame! Will have to do better tonight. 

Still messing around with these stupid sneezes. As soon as the hens are penned up, an allergy pill--Benadryl--should take care of the problem. Living in hope here! Not sure what is in the air today since we had a fine mist-like rain early. Sat out on the lawn swing and talked to my cousin Elizabeth for about an hour. That was probably all the outside air needed to get the sinuses stuffed full of pollen. sigh

Made a quick trip to Walmart [yes, wearing a mask] to pick up a new clock, French vanilla coffee creamer, a big tub of ice cream, a roast, and a pair of gloves. The gloves were NOT what was needed, but apparently they no longer carry what used to be called "night gloves." Those are the kind you use after you put medication or some kind of skin softener on your hands. They help to keep the stuff on your hands rather than on your pillow case or wherever. 

Some things ordered online came in the post box today, so now the dogs have a choice between crumbly treats and chewy treats. But they can only have three chewy treats according to the directions on the package. They are made with sweet potato, chicken, pea protein, glycerin, and salt. Thinking that sweet potato might make interesting gas from at least one of these dogs. Oh well.

The UPS man came today and brought me a package from Jennifer. It contained some note pads and one big tee shirt that had something on it that looked like dandelion fluff blowing away from the stem--the fluff being chickens of assorted colors. Kinda neat! Jennifer always has some good ideas. She was saying that she looks things up on Amazon and then buys them from Etsy to help owners of various sites. Sounds like a good idea since Amazon hardly needs any help!

Have to go in to get blood work done early in the morning. Not that 8:30 is all that early or anything. But that is as early as it can be done. Taking eggs to Dr. Blackwell and her nurse, too. They both have lots of family to consume all the extra eggs.

Only have 13 hens laying currently. Four are on vacation or something. Grey Lady has so many feathers falling out that she looks like a feather explosion walking around. Not sure why Edith and Harriet are not laying, but maybe they just don't feel like making me happy with green eggs. Don't have any green ham to go with the eggs anyway!

Really have been getting a kick out of the "Chicken Report" by BillyeRuth. Honestly, think it is a good thing we don't live too close. She keeps me laughing so hard! If you have not already read about her jail breaking hens, just go back and read the comments on these posts. 

Have another police mystery book started. This one includes a dog that got fired from his job as a police dog. But it is already funny, especially since the officer who has the dog now is a retired Detective Superintendent who is learning to cook by going to all of these locally owned cooking schools. At this point, the detective was going to learn to make cherry puddings--like a pie or tart only not called that. The English are just a bit different. Maybe that is why it is amusing.

Took something for pain a bit ago and am finding it increasingly difficult to stay awake. Maybe that is a good thing. Should sleep well tonight. 

Washed the nose prints off the windows again. At least it is just their noses and not their toes. Have a feeling those big jumps could break a window easily enough. But then, have moved the furniture away from the windows so that they have to stand on the floor instead of jumping up from the couch. Having animals definitely keeps one busy and thinking about how to manage one's surroundings. Of course, they make me happy, too, so that's a bonus.

Uh oh. Knocked a tennis ball out from under the couch along with a bone and started a ruckus. But Sylvia is happy with the ball, and Thompson is gnawing the bone. All is well on the home front!

The weather report keeps changing up and down, dry and wet maybe. Nothing like guessing how to dress or prepare for your day. Not that it matters all that much. Not going anywhere anyway. Just wish we could get a good soaking rain. Everything seems awfully dry.

Will be so glad when 2020 can be put behind us. Maybe God will forgive us our sins and help us to regain a sense of perspective. Meanwhile, we can look around at our little part of the world and be grateful for all the blessings. As individuals, that is our job right now--to praise God and appreciate all He has given us. His way of doing things will never be wrong. We just have to try to use His vision and try to avoid our own way of thinking. And it is not easy. We carry our thoughts and our pride and all other parts of human history around with us despite knowing that it all amounts to dust and less. Eyes to see and we don't see. Ears to hear and we don't hear. These things will all pass away.

Good news is that Charlie Anderson is doing fairly well and will just have to stay in the hospital for a bit longer. We can still pray for him and others with this virus. It is so difficult to keep ourselves healthy. Please pray for not just Charlie, but all those affected.

May you get a good sleep and awake in good health. You are loved.

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