Spring, tentatively springing

That’s one of our apple trees just starting to sporadically bloom, despite the beating it took in the snowtober storm that broke major limbs off all our trees. Will we see apples this year? I’m thinking not, but I’ll post another photo if the trees bust into full bloom.

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What we have here is a failure to communicate

Susan’s out of town so I was on my own taking care of Brady this morning. This means I bring him into the shower with me because he can’t be left to his own devices yet. I stripped him down then started filling the tub. When I set him down in the bathroom he immediately trundled over to the toilet, tapped it on the lid, exclaimed, and looked over at me. He’s fascinated by the toilet and we’re constantly having to pull him away from it, so I said something along the lines of ‘nope! Toilets are not for babies!’ This sequence repeated a couple of times. After the third time, he gave me a funny look when I once again admonished him, then took two steps away from the toilet, squatted, and pooped.

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Who’s smarter than who in this exchange? I’m thinking it wasn’t me.

Bad news about Soolin

Sorry for the gruesome photo. As you can see, Soolin had surgery this week. During her annual physical a few weeks ago, a sample of one of the three peanut sized tumors she had on her back came up suspicious. That got sent to a lab, and those results led to an immediate surgical procedure to remove them. I was in shock when I picked her up – these things were very small, and I was expecting little 1 or 2 inch incisions, not these 7-8″ Frankenstein’s monster scars. The good news is 2 of the tumors were right next to each other so she has only 2 scars, not 3. She’s also handling the recovery much better than the last surgery she had.

The bad news is this was cancer – a mast cell tumor to be precise. Her chances seem decent, so I’m hopeful. Only one of the three came back as definite cancer, and the one was stage 2, which is better than stage 3. For now, we watch to see if she gets any more tumors or if the cancerous one grows back.

All in though I feel terrible for her and pretty sad. She’s only 7 and already having all these bad health issues. She still has her happy demeanor and still wants to play, but now all I do is worry that some other shoe is about to drop for her. Here’s hoping this is the last of her troubles. She has another week of forced inactivity then her stitches come out and she can return to her normal lifestyle.

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A sign of spring

Success! We’ve been trying to establish an asparagus patch, started with root cuttings from my father in law and have supplemented with seeds each year. It’s supposed to take about 3 years, and on our third year we have plenty of healthy asparagus shoots poking up. Last year we had exactly 2. Delicious grilled asparagus will soon follow.

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Like Father, like Son

I discovered Brady off on his own reading a book Sunday after lunch. He was sitting quietly, turning the pages and sometimes pausing to touch the pictures. How awesome is that!

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Saturday spent on coop

Spent my Saturday running errands then working on this little coop to put our hatchlings in. It’s not done yet, but it’ll do for their first 3 weeks r so until we put them outside to meet the rest of the flock.

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