Getting Around

I managed to sleep wearing the brace, thankfully. So far things have been fairly simple to figure out how to do with only limited use of my right hand/arm. Typing isn't too bad, but I make quite a few errors and it is very tiring.

Noah, the Farm Minion, has been helping by taking care of the harder things like filling the water bottles. I can't hold the bottle upright and fill it with the garden hose at the same time, for instance. So folks can rest assured everyone is being taken care of.

Oh hell

Just because you find a pig in the neighborhood, doesn't mean it's mine. We don't have pigs. Unless you count that bassets, that is.

Not. My. Pig.

Crap.Crap.Crap.

Pig Chronicles

It's not my fault. And we're not keeping it.

The neighbor teens found a potbelly pig and decided it must be ours. So they came by to tell me they had the pig. Ugh. I told them I could probably keep the pig overnight, but I couldn't keep the pig. So while I was in the shower and changing to go to class, they put him in the backyard. I caught up with them and had them help me corral him in the empty rabbit pen. Took over an hour. I am now intimately aware of the reality of the term hogtie.

So I called Kevin and had him pigsit. Because when this level of crazy happens, I call Kevin. Kevin is constitutionally aligned to crazy shit. Plus, he's a lot of fun to have around when this sort of thing happens. Spike (as Kevin nicknamed him) managed to get loose into the duck pen, so Kevin nailed the duck nesting box shut and reinforced the duck fencing. Spike has been eating hay and a combo of duck pellet and scratch, so he's reasonably well taken care of for the night.

I'm not sure what gender Spike is, but since he went nutty humping the red bucket filled with water for him earlier. Kevin thought it was just play, I'm in no position to comment on that.

Needless to say, the dogs are in love with Spike and want to keep him. Including Boo. And Libby.

I'll be calling Animal Control in the morning to get Spike. The Sheriffs wouldn't come get him tonight since they only have SUVs and cars.

This is my life, folks. It sounds very exciting and it often is. It sounds very crazy and it almost always is. Sometimes, it's very boring. Today is not boring. Today was extreme insanity with a side of "Dear Gods, why me?"

Meanwhile, there is pig.