My heart broke. The world's gone mad, and children are being murdered. Not for the first time.
Deep, deep sadness and shock and fear. I have school aged children, too.
My heart goes out to all those families. There are no words.
Dulci had a date with "destiny". She went into full-blown heat, and no matter how I feel on the inside, the world keeps turning and we have to keep on going and assuming there's still a tomorrow. Therefore, out she went to my friend's farm to meet her lover, Zeus. She is tiny, he is huge. She decided when we got there that she would really rather be with Bill, who is a wethered Saanan buck, and she flirted and peed for him and the whole nine. However, as he couldn't oblige, she went to Zeus.
She liked the sniffing and licking and blubbering and sneezing bit (very sexy), but she did NOT like when he climbed on up. In fact, she went right down. After two attempts and one VERY frustrated Zeus, we got her over a hay bail, and into a nice position, and it seemed like he did what he needed to do. She is small, though, so it wasn't easy. And she ran around a lot. Needless to say, I got hurt and threw out my back, and I never realized that mating would be so participatory on my end. I was right in the middle of the action, so to speak.
It's one for the books. Now I will watch and see if we accomplished anything. If she goes back into heat, then I know we'll have to try again. And I'll wear a back brace. Live and learn.
Dulci, who came back smelling like rutting buck on Saturday, threw Minerva into raging heat, and Minerva is in a bad mood. Can't blame her, poor girl. I wish there was something I could do for her, but it's not to be right now.
Daphne has built a nest to end all nests, torn out miles of hair, and made a general disaster in her cage, but still no babies. She's at 35 days today, and I'm thinking she got her signals crossed somewhere.
Decided to create a little, just to give me something else to think about. I made placecard holders for Christmas Eve dinner, which I haven't gotten a good pic of yet. I started the Christmas cookie-a-thon, and I did a little chalkboard art.
This, my friends, is a pain in the ass to do.
It came out cute, though, so I'm happy. Free crafts are nice when they work out.
Today I will sub in my children's school, after taking many, many pills to sort out my back. And I'll be grateful when I bring them back home.
Have a great day.