Lily hurt her paw Thursday night. I let her out at midnight and she went racing to the back of the pen. She came back limping. Poor baby.
Taught for the afternoon. Bought College Son a few long sleeved white shirts for tobacco.
My High School 60th reunion was in the evening. Saw 3 of my classmates. Talked to some friends. Saw my old gym teacher.
Went to a friend's house after, (about 8:30) for a bonfire, two of the people were already “done”. One sleeping on the couch, one wobbling in his chair. They are supposed to be adults (45 & 50)!
Slept in. Cut the Large Cemetery with my Farmer 'cause College Son was planting tobacco.
Lily was still limping.
Um, don't really remember.
Hung around the house.
Ribs for super
Victoria Day. (Canadian Holiday)
Helped FIL plant tomatoes, broccoli and cabbage.
Read an ebook (Dragon Bones) Outside. With wine. Got a slight sunburn.
Cut our grass. All 3 acres of it.
That’s about it.
On my way home from delivering my Daughter's sax to school, (she forgot it) I saw a fresh road kill. I called my Farmer and he picked it up and cut off the hind quarters. I cut them up and froze them for the Butterflies. Lily guarded one of the leg bones in her pen in the yard…
I took the Butterflies with me out to the barn, Lily disappeared into the trees. I called and called and whistled and yelled and she did NOT come out! For at least 15 mins! When she did, I put her leash on and tied her to the fence. I was SO MAD at her!!
When she’s “hunting” she becomes deaf…
I brought in an old wooden cream shelf (that I’d brought home years ago) I cleaned it up and I’m using it to store my school “stuff”. My Farmer had been using it to store boxes of nails in the barn.