I know I haven’t written in a bit, but things have been crazy. I’ve decided to take a break for a while and deal with some personal things, but when I can, I will start back with the blog. Thank you all!❤
My children are getting older. It is really hard on me. For the longest time, I was their everything. I could not even leave the room without them wondering where I went. Now, I am always wondering where they are. Are they where they told me they would be? Are they safe? Are they making good choices?
I am finding that I am having trouble letting go and allowing them to make their own decisions and make their own mistakes. It is making me realize that I have some control issues. I know, many who know me will ask, “You are just now realizing your control issues?” I’m not just now realizing it, I am just being confronted by them all at once. I can’t always control what my boys do when they are not with me. I can make suggestions sure, but it is up to them to make the decision on whether or not they follow my advice.
Starting next school year, I will have a senior. #1 has always been my independent one. And the majority of the time, he makes sound and smart decisions. However, there have been some things that have happened that he has to deal with the consequences of now. They are not necessarily horrible consequences, but they will make life’s path just that much harder to navigate. I am so proud of how he is handling things. He faces things head on with so much dignity and responsibility. He is going to do great things in his future.
My babies are growing up and I am so proud of the young men they are turning out to be. Now, can this momma just learn to let go in the process?
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So. It’s been a while. I haven’t had the gumption to write lately. A few weeks ago, we had a an altercation with two of our dogs. It was very bad. I love my fur babies very much, so when something bad happens, it hits me extremely hard.
We have a corgi, Tyson, who is almost 10 years old. We had a pit mix, Bones, who was 2. Tyson is a happy dog. He loves all humans, and most of the time, he loves all dogs. He is my 5th child. We have had him since he was 8 weeks old.
Bones and his litter were abandoned on the side of a highway when they couldn’t even walk yet. A family member of #1’s friend found them and saved them. We brought Bones into our family when he was about 3 months old. Bones didn’t like any humans outside of his family, and he was kind of aggressive with other dogs. He was also very territorial. He had shown aggression a few times, but we normally could curb any issues before it got too serious. He was #1’s dog, but he was also mine. I loved him very much.
One evening, #3 and #4 took all the dogs outside for a potty break, and for some reason, Bones snapped. He attacked Tyson in the most viscous attack I have ever seen. It lasted about 30 minutes. Everything we tried would not get Bones to release Tyson. All our attempts seemed to make it worse, and there were a few moments where we thought Tyson was dead. Bones was even growling at us. After the attack finally ended, #2 and I rushed Tyson to the university veterinary ER. He almost didn’t make it. He was in the ICU and had to have emergency surgery. His trachea was torn up and jugular punctured. He is missing part of an ear, and his face is torn up.
While we were gone, the hubbs tried to find a place for Bones to go. We couldn’t keep him after the attack. It wasn’t safe. Unfortunately, everywhere we tried said they couldn’t take him because of his aggressive behavior, and our vet recommended euthanasia. He said sometimes a dog just snaps, and after an attack like that, they don’t come out of it the same dog. So, Bones was put down, and he is buried on our property.
Tyson is still mending from his injuries. It has been about a month. He is kept in a small area in the house. He is on a special, homemade diet, and wears a cone around his neck. He gets better every day.
We are still mourning the loss of Bones in our home. He had a huge personality, and we loved him so much. He will be missed for a long time.
I just had to get it out and write about it. I haven’t been able to write since it happened. I had nightmares for a few weeks following the attack and my mood has been extremely down. I’m hoping this helps.
I hope to be able to get back into the swing of writing again. Thanks for stopping by. Until next time…
Boys will think of anything to postpone doing school work
How is everyone holding up out there? We are doing our part at the circus and staying home, keeping busy with the monkeys and cows.
One of our cows had her calf in the wee hours Wednesday morning. Baby looked healthy, momma looked healthy, all except her sweet potato size teats. Every thing was going well. We kinda keep a close eye on the mommas and new babies the first couple of days, and throughout that first day it looked like the baby was having trouble taking to the teat. All day we watched, and she had yet to latch on.
The next day, teats have doubled in size, but baby was still up walking around. So we caught Butterscotch(momma cow), and tried to milk her. The milking process was unproductive. We let her back with baby while we tried to figure out next move. Two hours later, little miss is down and is having trouble breathing and her eyes are rolled back in her head. #2 starts rubbing her, trying to keeps her breathing and kind of doing chest compressions. I run and get our stomach tube we use for tubing calves and get her some colostrum and I tubed little miss. #2 stays out with her for a bit until he needs a break.
About 30 minutes later, we look outside, and she is standing up on her own. We were thrilled. We injected her with some vitamins and got some more fluids in her and she seems to be doing better.
We have been trying, very unsuccessfully, to get her to take a bottle. She is fighting it harder than any other bottle calf we have had. I finally got her to drink about a pint this morning.
Butterscotch still is not producing milk. The hubbs and #2 got her loaded into a trailer this morning and the hubbs has hauled her to the vet to see what they can do.
Needless to say, it has been a stressful few days here at the circus.
Its been a busy week here at the circus! We have started home school. So far, it seems to be going fairly well. We are just doing one subject per day per kid, keeping it simple and light. After April 6th, our school district will be implementing a distance learning program. It will be a new experience for everyone and I think the boys are kind of excited to get started.
While they have been working on their school work, I have decided to start a veggie garden. This past weekend, the boys, hubbs, and I moved the vacant chicken run and coop, and I tilled up a spot. I ran the tiller through again yesterday, and then this morning, got all of the seeds and started plants planted in the plot.
As I was working, I moved an old potato grow bag that had been sitting in the same spot for a year. I had just barely scooted it out of its position when I noticed a small snake. So, I called my resident snake wrangler, a.k.a. #2. He comes over and inspects it and informs me that it is just a type of garter snake. I said, “Ok, please move it somewhere else.” #2 proceeds to chase me around the yard with it. While I did allow him to have a pet snake, I do not want to touch one or have one thrown on me. #2 decides he is going to recruit #3 and #4 to help chase me down with a second snake that was found in the same spot. As you can see from the pictures above, I locked myself in the garage while they stood outside mocking me. Eventually, the snakes were re-homed into the wooded area that is next to our place and I was able to get back to work on the garden. Fun times!
After finishing up all the planting, I look over into the side lot, and the cows have broke through the panels and are in the pen where we put new momma cows and their calves. I called out for back up from the monkeys, and wouldn’t you know it, not a single soul could be found. So, I ended up getting all the cows out of the pen and fixed the panel where they had gotten in.
Now, here I sit, feeling like the day should be over. This momma is exhausted and it is only half way through the day. How is everyone out there passing the time and social distancing with their families?
Youth sizes now available!!
Welcome the newest member to this Circus’ menagerie! She is nameless at the moment, but #2 is extremely happy to have her join us. We have been researching and preparing for her for several months now.
I seem to have a bit of writers block happening. From watching the Twitter feed, it seems to be contagious. I expected a little bit of it to occur since it is Spring Break, but with the weeks adding up that the boys will be home due to CV, I’m hoping inspiration will strike and it won’t last long. It is a lot harder to come up with activities for older kids. Especially when trying to make them understand social distancing.
So right now, I have bored kids who keep pestering me, and no quiet time to write. Does anyone have any suggestions?