Monday, March 14, 2011

Lesson From The Chickens

It was a philosophical sort of day. What did I learn from the chickens? See the end of the blog for the answer.
Worked at the Fire Safe Council office for a while. They have a great chipper program. I help with the 6th grade fire safe program.
The donkeys lined up on the usually sunny side of the house this morning, but there was no sunshine to warm their fuzzy little bodies. The sun played peek-a-boo all day, but it never got warm. Lots of rain due all week.

Many of the horses were out in the yard all day. Bucky may look like a pony to you, but he knows better. He's a Thoroughbred!!! He took off with Rico and Pedro at a dead run. Sometimes he followed them, but sometimes he got out in front and led the race. This happened several times, especially when I tried to put them away. Last night he spent the night in the stalls with them, but tonight he was too wound up to be contained. Aaron trimmed his hooves on Sat and he can really move without any discomfort.
I'm going to start taking my critters' wisdom more seriously. Yesterday the chickens were celebrating- all of them. One of them laid an egg and everyone sang about it. Made me think we should be more like chickens. Let's be glad and joyful for others' successes. Let's sing and crow and make a big deal out of every day events. Yep. I'm going to be more like the chickens.Home At Last has many very special friends. I'll sing and crow about two of them tonight. Eileen G and Sharon D. Thank you, wonderful ladies, for the support you give.
Going to the Thrift Store tomorrow. Come by and say hi. Buy some things, too. Spring is almost here. Clean out those drawers, cupboards, closets, garages and tack rooms and bring useable things to us. We can use almost everything but mattresses, cribs and child car seats.
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Here's an easy way to save money for the sanctuary. Make a blessing jar and every time you are grateful or thankful for something put in a quarter or a dollar. Fill your jars and then bring it to Home At Last.

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