Monday evening, when we moved the chicken coops, about 12 of the roosters escaped from under a corner of the coop. Boy! It sure was fun dashing around trying to catch them! :D We did eventually manage to catch them all and pitch them back into their respective coop, but it took a little while. I'm sporting a bruise on my right knee from where I threw myself at one booger (got him too!), and when I went down I hit that knee on a dried out cow-patty. Yessiree...they do get hard enough to leave a mark!
Tuesday we did...what? Um...let's see if I can remember...well...
That's right, I played my cello, on and off, for about four hours! I started shortly after Gunsmoke came on and watched that with one eye to see what happened to Festus--who just about died of thirst, by the way! I didn't pay too much mind to Bonanza--except that Adam got involved with some Quaker gal then pulled up stakes at the end--of course! I can't even remember anything at all about The Big Valley--probably because by this time Savannah had put down her stitching and we were playing together (roughly)--her on the piano and me on the cello. We probably spent one to two hours working on a cello accompaniment line for "Dixie". She wrote it, but I tested it. :) I like it!
Next day (and today to some extent), my hands were really stiff from playing that much. I played for a few minutes yesterday, but the majority of my day was spent doing something else--critters of course took up a large portion of the morning. Daddy helped me to trim Snip's hooves and then I went for a fairly short and satisfying ride. In the afternoon, I spent some time watching Daddy working on the tractor and trying to be helpful. He had to go to town and get parts to rig the bush hog better. He was going to drag the runway today, but it rained, so that didn't happen.
Instead, today we got the wheel fixed for the Kubota--I did a little bit to help with that, but Daddy of course did most of it since he knew what he was doing and I was just watching (and hopefully learning!). After lunch we went off to a hardware store I'd never been in before and bought a new belt for the Craftsman mower. There was a big, jolly fat cat sitting on top of a box. I spent most of our time there petting him. He purred something tremendous. You don't know how lovely it is to be able to pet a cat like that again after so long. :)
Daddy had me drive both to and from the hardware store--that way I'll remember where it is. I was terrible groggy what with the weather and all, but I did alright. No wreaks or near wreaks.
We we got back we put the new belt on and leveled the deck. That took a whole lot longer than it takes to write. It was fun mostly and I got greasy up to my elbows again. It poured down rain the whole time practically and even thundered and lightening-ed some. I think I was actually helpful--grogsville and weak feeling hands and all.
I've managed to read "Captain's Courageous" too, over the last few days. I really like that story... :)
Now, for the finale, how would you like some pictures of Charlotte? :)