West Nile Meningitis, bursitis, sciatica, celiac disease and corn intolerance; it's been a ride.
Since my very first entry, I have acquired ducks. Muscovies, to be precise. I started out with 22. Twelve from a hatchery in Oklahoma, four fertile eggs from Ebay, and the rest I acquired from various homes in Southern Colorado as adult hens. Some drakes I had to rehome, because I had to many of them from the original batch from Oklahoma, 4 hens I rehomed, some killed by predators. Bear and bobcat. One had a leg injury that wouldn't heel and I had to have her put to sleep, and one died of natural causes. I now only have 10 remaining ducks. CC, Rachael, Agnes, Ethel, Rosie, Josie, Lilly, Ms Blue, Summer and Dotty.
I won't acquire more ducks. It was super busy when I had the 22. Now things are calmer and I don't have as much to do as I did back then. My youngest will be seven years old this spring, the oldest, I don't know since you can't age a duck. Summers are busy with hens wanting to be moms, a fun time for me and Rodger as we watch them grow up but also busy with me cleaning up after all of them.
And since that first entry I have 2 Maremma Livestock Guardian Dogs who are now 6 years old. I acquired them after the first year and predators discovered that I had tasty ducks. And of course Jack who taught my girls to like people and gives Rodger smiles.
So much has changed. Yes, I'm much older but also much wiser. Seriously, I am a totally different person. Life has a way of pounding you down like hammering a nail into a log regardless of what you think.
I hope to stop in here more often. I should. I'm surprised I still have the link to this place. Somehow over the years, I managed to shuffle it around and not entirely delete it. That in itself is a miracle.