It has rolled around again...

these Monday's just keep on coming.


I certainly am not moving any mountains today. I am afraid I need to go back to the doctor but I am not going today.


I went to church yesterday and sat there and sounded like I was hacking up a lung. I am not contagious but I sure sound bad.


Fleta walked to Green Forest Saturday. I could not believe when she sent me a Selfie from the square...First of all a Selfie from Fleta is pretty remarkable in it's self.


Yesterday she cleaned the grave yard. I wanted to start helping her mow it but I did not even know she was out of the house yesterday. Mainly because I have hardly made it off Betty's couch. I did walk down to Jr's and look at his rock patio he laid. He then told me his mom came up to borrow his weed eater. I had saw Greg really weed eating all over the yard. I could not imagine Fleta wanted to help. No, Jr said she wanted to weed eat for the dead people. She would let her yard grow over the house before she even mowed it but yet she wants to keep the Dead People's yard clean....Go figure.


I have not posted this yet but Greg fixed me a riding lawn mower. He took an old one of Fleta's and had a whole new deck put on it. I have mowed the yard once with it and then yesterday evening I got on it for a little bit and cut around.It works like a new one...Thank ypu Greg!


It looks like rain this morning. I have not looked at a weather forecast though. Hopefully it will rain...See there I go...Never happy. Just last week I was fussing about all of the rain.


Fleta has been having trouble getting live births out of her nanny goats. I first thought it was because this new billy is throwing such large babies but yesterday she lost 2 out of one of her biggest nannies. This one was certainly large enough to have these. The babies look really good....Except for being dead..That is a bit of a problem for them...So yesterday Fleta said she thought they must have some sort of disease. BUT...Anyone who we could ask is dead..Clayton did know a lot about stock. So last night I woke up at 1:30 and searched the web, because that is what Pat would have done. Unfortunately I am not as diligent in my search as she would have been...What I found out....Yes, they could have one of many diseases. So Fleta needs to pack the next one up ...dead...along with the placenta and take it to a Vet for an autopsy....Fleta...Also says to wear gloves when doing this...Just FYI...