I'm back up to 20 chicks now, and all are flourishing. They eggs are not hatching as fast now, so I think they did get too cool the other day.
Hubby came home yesterday and brought a new dog. Kind of. There's been a puppy, 5 or 6 months old, hanging around down at the end of the driveway for the past 3 days. She hadn't figured out to come down the driveway to the house. Which was good. With the 3 dogs we have now, it's a good group. I think a 4th would upset the status quo, and we may regret keeping her. It's obvious she's had the crap beat out of her though, and I do feel bad for her. She was absolutely starving, and I do admit I took her some canned food down when she was at the gate. But I didn't bring her home. Hubby did. Now we have to decide what to do with her.
Honestly, I guess it is my fault because I didn't tell him about her, and he always brings me home the strays he finds.
Think I'm going to plant part of my garden today. If it's not too muddy from all the rain we've been getting.
And , Of course, I've already told hubby I need several hours of me time for the Derby later. Gotta watch the Derby. Even before I moved to Ky I was a fanatic. I have old notebooks with notes in them from Jr High. I would write down all the horse names, trainer names, jockey names, anything interesting about them, and the order they all finished in. I remember specifically when Winning Colors won, in 1988. I think I was about 14 at the time, and I was fascinated by the big filly. I was so proud of her, just for being a female and winning against all the boys.
How sexist is that?
Have a good weekend.