Wabbits and Weather!

 Wabbits and Weather!

 

The dogs were out in back early this morning. Guess one of the wabbits was a little too slow. Sylvia would not let me have it for disposal until later, but she finally gave it up.

 

The wind blew and the limbs flew last night. From the forecasts for today, we are in for more (really) high winds, hail, and possible tornadoes. Wouldn’t mind so much if the wind would remove all these nasty mosquitoes! Put on “Bug Off” this morning before going out to take the dead wabbit to the trash. A mosquito found one place on my arm that was not covered in the bug off stuff. Not sure just how effective the stuff is when the nasty little zippers come find me despite the scent of all the weird stuff in this salve. But at least the smell does not bother me.

 

Just got off the phone with Sterling. Seems Jacqui has pneumonia and that pretty well explains why she has been feeling so rough lately. Anyway, he said the house certainly was empty without her. Even Toby, their little dog, was upset at her absence. Guess we all need to be thankful when someone cares enough about us to feel lonesome without us.

 

Gotta tell you about a former neighbor we had across the street some years back. A house is now where they used to live, but this morning the deep base sound of a truck or whatever reminded me of the former neighbors. Their kids had little ones and totally ruined their ears—at least their hearing—by playing the music in their van so loud that it shook my house and apparently did the same to the children’s ears. If parents had any idea what kind of damage they do with loud music, it seems like they would at least avoid that type of stuff. So many young ones go to these concerts today that shake entire neighborhoods with the sound system. Can’t believe they don’t have some kind of warning for those situations. Only went to one freaking concert like that when we were young. It made my head hurt terribly! Crazy loud.

 

Finally got all the hens inside tonight and now can just wait for the storms to hit. Patty has the little pills for Roxie to help her not lose control of her nerves. May go look for the thunder shirts here in a bit. Patty said we had hail last night, but the old woman must have slept through it. The dogs were restless but did not get too excited. Tonight may be an entirely different story. May God watch over us.

 

Let us continue to pray for our nation, our president, our industries, and those who are able to work and are willing to do so. So many places need willing workers, but it seems to me that so many are not really wanting to work. That may change. Or not. But meanwhile, most of us will have to buckle down and try to keep our outgo less than the income. May we be blessed with common sense.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.