This is what it looks like here every morning when I go to let the chickens out. Maurice has to assist me. I wonder if she does a head count to make sure they're all safe.
Here she is transmitting her report to me with her powerful Cat Powers of ESP.
I wish she'd clean out the hen house. Let me just tell you- thirteen chickens can create a lot of poop. Poor Miss Chi-Cha was obviously roosting below someone last night. Her usually pristine white feathers are not pristine this morning. She needs a good dirt bath.
So I was talking to my neighbor on the phone yesterday about the continual howling of the hog dogs next door to her. It's sort of driving me mad although they are not barking this very moment which is a huge relief. My neighbor said the the dogs' owners had been away all week and that someone was supposed to be taking care of them and she also said that the two indoor dogs have also been outside this week, possibly adding to the barking situation. She knew their names. The indoor dogs, that is.
I told her that was well and good but that those dogs bark all day long every day anyway. Since I'm at home during the day, generally, I am aware of this whereas others may not be.
This is a tricky and sticky situation. Part of my problem with the dogs is that I know they're in a little pen and miserable and so of course they bark all day. So...do I just ignore them and the situation and live and let live which is sort of the way it goes around here or do I do something?
I have no idea what that would be. I don't know these neighbors at all. I couldn't pick them out of a line-up of two. If I called the sheriffs' office, they'd probably laugh at me. I don't even know if Jefferson County has an animal control office. I know they have a humane society. Their thrift store is awesome and I know they try to do good work. But it's probably not illegal in the least to keep dogs penned up around here.
Ah. Country living.
Anyway, as you can see, it's another beautiful day. I've just spoken to Ms. Jessie on the phone. She'd been watching "Call The Midwife" and was having a little bit of a cry. She is such a sensitive girl. I can't believe she's so close now. I told her that if I come to town I'll call her. I have been thinking about buying a new dress to wear on my anniversary night but somehow that seems quite impossible. Where would I go to buy it? I can't fathom going to the mall.
Perhaps the Jefferson County Humane Society Thrift Store. Which is called "Wag The Dog."
Well, all shall be revealed.
Good morning, every one. May all be well where you are. May there be peace and all of your chickens always come home to roost.