Let’s see, what has happened since my last post?
We got another goat. She is a four-month old Pygmy/Nigerian mix. We named her Willow. She is a sweet little thing. She was pretty nervous when we brought her home. She’d yell at the top of her lungs when we picked her up. She and Hazel hit it off right away. They are best buds.
We had another puppy show up at our house about 20 minutes before we were to leave and get Willow. He was a cute little terrier mix. I decided to call him Charlie. He was only with us for five days. We found him a really great home.
I applied for a job as a peer breastfeeding counselor with WIC. Sadly, I did not get the job 😦 They said I was qualified, but they didn’t have the funds available for travel and so were looking for someone more centrally located. . . I am pretty disappointed about not getting the job. I was very excited about it.
On the topic of breastfeeding, Peanut has been a complete boobie monster. He has been cutting his one-year molars and his eye teeth, so all he has wanted to do is nurse. It’s been rather hard to get anything accomplished. He has slowed down a little bit and I have been making him wait a few minutes when he asks.
Munchkin has gotten really good at riding his bike. He zooms all over the backyard. He goes to the store and buys bags of fruit and toys and fills up his bike at the gas station 🙂
We spoil our chickens a little. The Reds (Claudette and Georgia) are our best friends. Whenever we step out the back door they are right there to see if we have any treats for them. It’s pretty funny. One of them stole a carrot right out Peanut’s hand last night. Buffy and Rocky still keep to themselves. We can’t keep any of the chickens in the pen anymore. As soon as we open the coop, they climb up on top and hop over the fence. . . So the pen is open during the day and they have free range of the yard all day. The Reds at least go back to the coop to lay their eggs. Buffy and Rocky haven’t started laying yet, I think.
Peanut has started saying words here and there. It is very exciting. He is also turning into a little Eval Kneval. Not so exciting. He belly flops from the couch to the over-sized ottoman we use as a coffee table and back again. He also “jumps” off the ottoman onto his and Munchkin’s little Spiderman couch. Oy. Now I have two stunt children to worry about.
Last, but not least, we had a dog here for the day on Wednesday. She was a little thing and just standing in the middle of the road. A few people were outside their houses and said they had never seen her before, so I put her in the car and headed home. She had milk, so she had puppies and as the day went on, I got worried about where the puppies might be. I had been posting about her all over Facebook and Craigslist trying to find her owners. Finally we drove back down to where we found her so we could ask around. Some kids were walking down the street and I asked them if they knew where she might belong. Thankfully they did. She had been right outside her house when I picked her up. . . .I knocked on the door and the woman didn’t even know she had been missing. . . Whiskey, that was her name, was happy to be home. She had three puppies waiting for her.
Whew! That was a lot to catch up on. Time for a nap!