Yesterday won't go down as one I remember fondly. Woke up to one of our three chickens dead in the run, she'd been acting sick the prior day. Then my wife took our 20 year and 3 month old dog to the vet, as she'd stopped eating the last two days, and they put her down. Then the cold that knocked my daughter out for the first half of this week came for me, and I had to spend a day in bed recovering. Suspect it was COVID, I had all the classic symptoms, but I guess it doesn't really matter what it was. Cautiously on the mend, today.
Today's projects: build a small coffin and dig a big hole. This dog will be laid next to her littermate, who passed a few years ago at age 16.
Definitely weird waking up that first morning in more than 20 years, with no dogs in the house. A need to put them out is what usually gets me out of bed early in the morning.
Today's projects: build a small coffin and dig a big hole. This dog will be laid next to her littermate, who passed a few years ago at age 16.
Definitely weird waking up that first morning in more than 20 years, with no dogs in the house. A need to put them out is what usually gets me out of bed early in the morning.