So, after our little discovery, I'm having a hard time writing an upbeat story about our holiday weekend. However, we had a fabulous time, so I will muster all my will, and try to write about it.
On Saturday we had a blast with the people from Joe's work. The goat was great, and so was all the other food. The kids swam for about 4 hours straight and had fun making new friends.
Yesterday we headed down to Plano and had a nice dinner with mom, dad, and grandma. We were supposed to eat some pig that dad had on the spit, but it wasn't ready in time (although we did get to sample it and it was delicious) After the kids went to bed, we had fun watching Robin Hood: men in tights. That is such a funny movie! It had been at least 10 years since I last saw it, and every time before the next joke would come up, I would just start giggling, because I knew what was coming.
Today we got together with Katy and Matt Morphis and co. We went to the Plano nature preserve. Can I just say that you don't need to spend money to have a ton of fun? We first had a picnic in the trees on blankets. Then we headed to the creek, and explored all the way down the creek bed. There were sections of the creek that were deep enough for the kids to swim in. We also built a dam, and took lots of pictures. But those were all on Katy's camera, so we'll see if we can get a hold of those.
I finished off the day with a fun game of "hand and foot" with grandma Helen. She totally beat me! We had yet another yummy dinner, loaded the truck bed full with bio-diesel equipment, and got back to discover the disaster area. Now I'm eating chocolate and crackers to try to make myself feel a little better and forget about the misfortunes of our chickens.
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6 comments:
I can imagine you're angry about that chicken slaughter. Also I seem to remember a reaction under one of your older blogs (or Joe's) in which someone advised you to get rid of the dog that first showed this tendency to go after your chickens, because the other one would pick up the bad habit. That does not mean that you should go and shoot them though. Surely there are other possibilities.
xx auntie B.
Sounds like a fun weekend! It's just so cool that your house is so fab that you can host a big, fab party there.
I know, I have been meaning to get rid of her. But I liked her, and didn't want to let her go, so I kept procrastinating. Well, today she's going on Craiglist for sure! and the other dog will be tied up in the goat pen, I don't care how much he wimpers
Aren't these chickens protected by a fence?
Also: you guys killed a goat and ate it and the dog just followed your example; he wanted something to eat as well !! ;)
Maybe some expert training will do the trick.
Omama
I think the chickens jumped over the fence. We made sure the dogs didn't see us kill the goat, so they didn't learn it from us. The problem is, you can't train a dog not to eat chickens once they start. You can try by beating the dog with the chicken, over the head, if you can catch them in the act, but more than likely that won't work anyways.
what a nice family time it sounds like you had!
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