Remember the giant gray fox that was eating my chickens? A neighbor thinks that it wasn't a fox I saw. His buddy dumped a greyhound poodle looking dog at his house, huge, fluffy and gray. He informed us that he thinks that it was this dog that I saw. The other day he brought us 12 pullets to replace some of the missing birds, and he is bring over one of his bannies to sit. He couldn't get his friend to pick the dog up, the guy wouldn't even return his phone calls, so now the dog has a heated fence, and no more birds have gone missing. I like this guy.
We have a long weekend ahead of us. We are getting top soil from my mother, and will be tearing up the floor of my house. I don't want to fall through it again.
Even with the air conditioner running, it is still a little too warm in the house. And I am not canning right now. Hopefully the weather men are correct, and it will be cooling off and raining soon.
I wonder how many odd google searches I will get with this title.