Tuesday, February 28, 2017

"Don't let making a living prevent you from making a life." - John Wooden


The Eugene city council is considering an ordinance to ban smoking and dogs from the downtown area. Both are a problem exacerbated by the oversized homeless population. That ordinance and the news coverage it's getting is how I know that there are doggy poo stations on the sidewalks with plastic (in Oregon!) bags and cans to receive the dog's output. Each station also has a sign with instructions about how to use the bag to pick up your dog's poo.
Forgive me if this is snarky, but if you need instructions about how to pick up your dog's poo the picker may have an IQ beneath the level of the pickee.

Our church's ladies Bible study meets on Tuesday mornings and Pam attends. I often go in with her and spend that 90 minutes at the Starbucks a couple of blocks away working on my book. I did that this morning, but it was a tough call because the sky was blue and the sun was out. That's supposed to continue through Thursday with drenching rain beginning early Friday morning and continuing into mid-March. Ugh. But I needed to pick up some things from the feed store and aluminum pieces for the trailer build, so going in with her saved an extra trip into Eugene.

I have an appointment with the dentist at 11:30 tomorrow and I wish it was earlier. I've got a lower left molar that just today has gotten so bad that I can't put pressure on it by biting anything harder than a stewed tomato, and even pressing on my cheek hurts. The upper left canine is so sensitive to cold that in the morning I can't breathe with my mouth open.
He's going to tell me I should have been there weeks ago, which is what he told me last time I was there. But I simply cannot spend money we don't have, even on dental care. It goes against my core.
If he has to yank them I'm fine with that, just fix this, please.

Meet Sundae! Marta brought her over this afternoon to join our herd of (now) four goats. Sundae is 2+ years old (I think), Stella is 7 months old, and Itzhak & Asante were born mid-December.
Sundae is nothing to look at! thanks to a listeria infection just prior to her first kidding a year ago. The only lasting effect of that usually fatal disease is her misaligned jaw which complicates her eating and will probably keep her off the cover of Hot Does Monthly. It's not in any way genetic, so she'll bear normal kids and raise them just fine. We have to give her special feed that she can chew more easily than hay, but that's no big deal.

Marta said this is what's called, in the farm context, a free lease. That is, we keep and care for Sundae and get her offspring at no cost, but if anything ever comes up that we can't keep her she'd go back to Marta who continues to officially own her.

The best part: Sundae has already been bred to one of Marta's bucks and will kid (we think) in early July. I'm expanding the barn to create a kidding room for that glorious event and will then become a safe place for her kids after they're weaned but too young to be out with the adults.

Between being in town this morning and getting Sundae this afternoon I didn't get anything done on the trailer build. So I'll be out there as soon as possible tomorrow and break only for the dentist appointment.

President Trump seemed remarkably restrained, don't you think? I don't remember him using the word huge once! Maybe there's hope after all.

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