September Dog Day On The Stairs

Morgan spent the day half way
up the stairs. I think she is
cooler on the metal and
she can see out all the
windows from up there.
After all she is a watch dog.

The chickens are locked up.
No coyote sightings.
Hot quiet day.

I learned a lesson

about what type of container

not to use when feeding chickens.

The chickens never messed

with the  paper plates I used

to give them kitchen scraps,

but they tried to eat

the styrofoam picnic plate.

Goofy chickens.

  

My daily outside footwear is in the photo. I slip a plastic bag on each foot when I wear the muck boots to make them easy to remove. In the house I wear socks. Comfy and they shine up the floor.

My dog days

have been spent listening to old radio shows

and enjoying the classical music

that is played between the shows.

I came by my love of classical music at school.

In the '40's the schools used to play classical music over the speaker

into all the classrooms after lunch.

We would rest our heads on our desks and be quiet and listen.

Some days instead of music we would rest and

listen to our teacher read to the class.

This morning there was a terrible rotting fruit smell in the house that I finally tracked down to a innocent looking cantaloupe. It was just ripe not rotting. My father wouldn't allow cantaloupes in the house because he hated the smell. The chickens don't mind the smell they love cantaloupe. 

Kristine says the reason I have lost all my energy is because the weather is changing. Could be. I think it is a combination of me staying up late reading and the hot weather. I'm looking forward to some cold winter weather and getting back to doing stuff. 

Peek at the Past

It's not cold now.

It's in the 90's.

(September 30, 2009)

[3 eggs today]

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