I figured if anyone would appreciate this, it would be you guys.
Last night when I'm cooking dinner my DH comes running in the house and yells, "Come down to the barn, we've got trouble."
I've got stuff boiling and frying all over the stove, so I ask, "Right now?"
He yells, "Turn it off, we've got TROUBLE," and out the door he goes.
I'm thinking one of the big animals broke a leg, the barn collapsed, maybe a car drove through the fence... Well, here is what the trouble turned out to be.
After I was just patting myself on the back the other day for getting through kitten season without coming across anymore road kittens, etc, there they were. A visit to the vet today confirmed they were wormy, flea infested and had ear mites, but other than that they are quite friendly. I thank whoever left them for doing such a good job socializing them. Yes, thank you. And did I mention they're all girls, about 6 weeks old per the vet.
So, there you have it. Along with my other fourteen cats, and one stray that I can't catch who lives in the woodshed... three more. And there you have the definition of trouble.
Last night when I'm cooking dinner my DH comes running in the house and yells, "Come down to the barn, we've got trouble."
I've got stuff boiling and frying all over the stove, so I ask, "Right now?"
He yells, "Turn it off, we've got TROUBLE," and out the door he goes.
I'm thinking one of the big animals broke a leg, the barn collapsed, maybe a car drove through the fence... Well, here is what the trouble turned out to be.
After I was just patting myself on the back the other day for getting through kitten season without coming across anymore road kittens, etc, there they were. A visit to the vet today confirmed they were wormy, flea infested and had ear mites, but other than that they are quite friendly. I thank whoever left them for doing such a good job socializing them. Yes, thank you. And did I mention they're all girls, about 6 weeks old per the vet.
So, there you have it. Along with my other fourteen cats, and one stray that I can't catch who lives in the woodshed... three more. And there you have the definition of trouble.