Blankie Update Friday

Yes, I know it is Saturday, but it's Friday somewhere, right? Another week has gone by and what do I have to show for it? Eight squares. Not the best, but not the worst. This morning was so beautiful I took the blankie outside for its photo shoot.

This must be the calm before the storm. We're expecting bad weather here tomorrow and into the early part of next week. We were doing yard/garden chores this morning, and I just had to take a picture of the toy:

It's a 1940s Ford tractor. What fun for a couple of former city-girls, or at least suburb-girls. That is a little step ladder in between the two wheels on this side. I'm so short I can barely climb into it without the ladder. The tractor just makes everything so much easier - moving dirt or stones or hay or chicken feed...you name it, I can haul it around the grounds in the bucket of the tractor.

Speaking of chickens, belated happy birthday to Ducky.....

...and Blackie.

They were 10 years old this past Wednesday. Who knew chickens lived this long?

Mellie hasn't been doing well at all. She hasn't eaten much at all, mostly just broth, for days. She has been getting weaker, and on Thursday she started trembling and shaking. We called the vet and he said to bring her right in. I really didn't think we were going to be bringing her back home with us, but he said it wasn't her time yet. He gave her a couple of shots (B12, Valium, some other stuff that I can't remember). Our main concern was that Mellie not get to the point where she is in pain. He said he will not let that happen - he gave us his cell phone number and said to call him any time day or night. Have I mentioned how much I love my vet? Love, love, love him.