We had to have Cynthia put to sleep this afternoon. My poor baby was just giving up the fight. Her crop had filled up again, so much so that she’d aspirated some of the fluid into her lungs and air sacs. The danger was not from drowning, but from infections from the bacteria and fungi [...]
Well after last night’s appalling display of self-pity, I’ve had things (as I suspected) shunted into some sort of perspective.
Cynthia has been ill again recently. She had a swelling underneath and the vet had detected a ‘mass’ inside of her. However, a couple of days ago I found a slightly odd rubbery thing under the [...]
Urgh, I hate going on Facebook. Yet somehow I can’t stop myself.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my hens, my cats, I love being with Rich. I have fun in my own way, but living the way I live has sort of isolated me amongst my peers, and I’ve gradually been pushed out of the [...]
Thursday was too good an opportunity to miss. Weatherwise I mean. I had a mountain of work to get through before this weekend, yet despite my looming deadline, I found myself loading my tools into the car boot and trundling down to the allotment.
I don’t understand why I put it off. Well, I do actually, [...]
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