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I have SO MANY things I should be doing today, and instead I'm dicking around on the internet. :)
Because I never learn from my mistakes, we are currently raising two girlpups again. I voluntold my kids to raise each one separately in hopes of avoiding another Frankie/Laali fiasco. Since they're both taking classes by internet now, it's more of a possibility. Seph named his pupper Itachi, nicknamed Ita. She's a bombastic little tricolor who tugs on my heartstrings and would inevitably bury me if I tried to raise her myself with the work schedule I now keep. Scary smart, opinionated, intensely velcro. If we can survive her first year and bond her halfway properly, we will have an exceptional dog. Even Ash is taken with her, and Ash hates puppies. LOL Nat's pup is a little sable merle he named Penelope. She's more standard for what I see in my bloodlines... a bit fuzzy-headed at this age, mellow, cuddly, aims to please but doesn't go out of her way for it. Mouth like a shark, of course. Even if things don't work out with Ita, I know they will with Pen. Obligatory photo that anyone bothering to read this journal has already seen in three, two, one...
Other than that, not a lot going on here. The property has been socked in with snow, melt, freeze, repeat for a good three weeks now. Maybe more, I'm losing count. I've been losing chickens to a lynx suitor who needs to be chased off my tail somehow. I feel bad because I know he's hungry. Have gotten about as proficient at putting chains on a Honda Civic with its itty bitty wheel clearance as I'm ever going to get. I swear, something ALWAYS gets hung up and I'm left trying to squeeze my arms into crevices too small to fit anyone larger than a child. Maybe I need to buy a chimney sweep. Word around the block is we're supposed to finally thaw completely next week. I sure hope it reaches this high.
Work on projects and exercise is hitting a severe amount of winter apathy. This may or may not be related to my freshly renewed fascination with CHEESE. I may have to also hire a drill sergeant to whip my butt into shape...
Because I never learn from my mistakes, we are currently raising two girlpups again. I voluntold my kids to raise each one separately in hopes of avoiding another Frankie/Laali fiasco. Since they're both taking classes by internet now, it's more of a possibility. Seph named his pupper Itachi, nicknamed Ita. She's a bombastic little tricolor who tugs on my heartstrings and would inevitably bury me if I tried to raise her myself with the work schedule I now keep. Scary smart, opinionated, intensely velcro. If we can survive her first year and bond her halfway properly, we will have an exceptional dog. Even Ash is taken with her, and Ash hates puppies. LOL Nat's pup is a little sable merle he named Penelope. She's more standard for what I see in my bloodlines... a bit fuzzy-headed at this age, mellow, cuddly, aims to please but doesn't go out of her way for it. Mouth like a shark, of course. Even if things don't work out with Ita, I know they will with Pen. Obligatory photo that anyone bothering to read this journal has already seen in three, two, one...
Other than that, not a lot going on here. The property has been socked in with snow, melt, freeze, repeat for a good three weeks now. Maybe more, I'm losing count. I've been losing chickens to a lynx suitor who needs to be chased off my tail somehow. I feel bad because I know he's hungry. Have gotten about as proficient at putting chains on a Honda Civic with its itty bitty wheel clearance as I'm ever going to get. I swear, something ALWAYS gets hung up and I'm left trying to squeeze my arms into crevices too small to fit anyone larger than a child. Maybe I need to buy a chimney sweep. Word around the block is we're supposed to finally thaw completely next week. I sure hope it reaches this high.
Work on projects and exercise is hitting a severe amount of winter apathy. This may or may not be related to my freshly renewed fascination with CHEESE. I may have to also hire a drill sergeant to whip my butt into shape...
