Tuesday, May 28, 2013

A really strange day, all around.

Woke up this morning, and I was about half panicked.  I have nightmares sometimes, and while I can't tell you what it was, I can't even remember it, fortunately, it must have been a doozy, because I was awake instantly.  Husband was up and in the shower, so he didn't have to deal with it, thankfully.  After untangling myself from the bed sheets, I started my day.  Let's see, go out and let out the animals, and feed.

Lorenzo was down.  He is very, very old.  We estimate in his late 20's.  Which, for a llama, is old.  Well, he is now being made comfortable, because I don't think he is going to last long.  I keep going out to check on him, and he, at least, looks comfortable.  I don't really think he's in pain, but the idea that he's out there, and I can't DO anything... I guess it bugs me.

So, we locked the chickens up, so if Lorenzo does die, we can get the equipment out to bury him, and Husband said, have you checked the setting hen?  I had, in fact, forgotten about her completely.  So, getting out the "chicken stick" (a length of stick to avoid being bitten, she is one NASTY bird), I carefully lifted her up...

And saw one, two, three little chicks.  She is still setting, so I suspect we will have maybe one or two more.  Husband ground up some pellets, and we put it in with the hen, she clucked her chicks over to eat.

And today is the 25th "anniversary" of when I was in a nasty traffic crash.  I survived, but this is never a day I care to dwell on overmuch.

So, strangeness of life and doings here continue.

I think I will go knit a hat for charity now... Or make myself some fingerless gloves.

Just... Something.


  1. Sorry about Lorenzo.
    Nice to have chicks.
    Nightmares are never fun.
    I have had a odd day myself.
    (It would be weird if I didn't.)

  2. Best of luck with the llama.

  3. I am so late today getting blogs read....but here I am.

    I am terribly jealous you have a llama. Sorry to hear that Lorenzo is failing but I think llamas are about the cutest things on the planet. As I am a city girl, I suspect people on farms don't call their animals cute...but llamas are.

    I did live with my grandparents for a few years when I was a kid and they had a mean, nasty hen that took delight in pecking me. While I eat very little meat, I am fine with eating chicken.

    I hope your day was spent with people that love and cherish your presence in their lives. You survived something devastating, which blessed the lives of the people that care for you.

  4. Cat, it sounds like one of those restless days, when everything is "off." You are in my prayers, and i know you are doing everything you can for Lorenzo, as you do for all of your critters.


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