A tragic and untimely young death has rocked our little world. Supporting and appreciating what real friendship is has come right into focus. Its been a tiring couple of days, and I think I am beginning to understand the many colours and levels of friendship. Pseudo-friends, frankly, I can do without. That's not the real thing is it? I know this, money and material things cannot buy happiness and spiritual peace. Hoping for some good news to balance things out a little - and maybe another gin to dull the edges...its all going a bit zen.
The salt mine has had some unsavoury guests this week (police interest), and the dumb blonde horse WILL NOT keep the stupid hat on, and so seems to have developed a mild eye infection (I think from the flies). This means an expensive veterinary visit before it gets any worse. Cat will not swallow worming pills - is able to sort them out of any foodstuff and spit them out on the floor, so will also need to see over-paid vet for worming jab. Eldest son saves dog from vet by pulling out dog's very loose tooth himself with a pair of artery forceps. Scary stuff, but money-saving. He may have a veterinary future himself at this rate. Chicks growing and out of kitchen into utility room. This is real progress, until next hatching. BUT the sun IS shining, which means HAPPY CAMPERS. Hip-pip.
2 comments:
wow-you have a lot going on! Still, I guess that's better than sitting around twiddling your thumbs.
From recent experiences I know that death brings out all kind of emotions and reactions in people. Greed is one that springs to mind. And people that you only ever see at funerals.
Police at the salt mine. Do you get a prompt response over there or do you have to book a visit a week in advance like we do here in Notts?
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