Yesterday marked the 4 year anniversary of our completed journey from Houston to Vermont. After 6 days we finally rolled our brand new Subaru into the driveway of the short-term rental apartment in Canaan, VT. (Which sat approximately 700 yards from the Canadian border.)
And began the process of finding our new home.
The photos have been coming up on our rotating frames and it’s striking how much Daphne has grown…
Fast forward to now…
I’m sure this won’t be the last time I say this, but how the hell did that happen?
Daphne also had a fantastic visit to the dentist this week.
She let them turn on the light, look into her mouth, and even use the little spinny brushy thingy on her teeth for a little while. (She wasn’t having any of that evil pick thing, though.) Dentist said herteeth seem like they’re coming in just fine.
In other news, I was pretty distraught last night. I went out to lock up the chickens and found that Manky Leg Jeannie (MLJ) was missing…
I looked all over the yard, in their usual hiding spots, and then scanned everywhere for the telltale feather piles of a predator attack. No sign of her.
Assuming the worst, I closed the rest of the girls up in the coop and trudged back to the house to inform Jen that we’d already lost one of the new girls to the spring predator awakening.
Before finally going to bed at around midnight, I went out and checked several times to see if perhaps MLJ had just gotten lost, or scared away for a bit, and had made her way home…
Alas, no such luck. So I gave up and went to bed.
This morning, as Jen opened the shed to feed the remaining girls, she heard a faint rustling coming from somewhere in the back, beneath our gardening tools.
Convinced the culprit was an R.O.U.S. preparing to attack, she backed away…
And then out popped Manky Leg Jeannie.
Turns out she jumped into the shed yesterday while I was getting their food prepared and I never saw her. So, when I shut the shed door, that’s where she stayed… All day, and through the night.
Poor girl was pretty thirsty this morning, but otherwise she was none the worse for wear.
Okay see you next week.
j.s.