SANTA!!!!

Expressing herself

Last night I picked Turkey up from the vet. She apparently did not have fun and was terrified. When the manager tried to get her out of the run she wouldn't budge so her went to scoop her up. Well, her terror made her do some self-expression of the glands all of over him. He brought her out and i smelled it right away! When he came back with Eggroll I asked if she needed her glands expressed and he politely said "they've been expressed" and I was like "oh, was there a problem?" and he calmly said no, she was scared and expressed then quite clearly to me just now. I apologized to him and then patted turkey on the head "oh good girl, you saved mommy 20 bucks!!!"

Poor guy. Butt juice smells like a dead fish in a plastic bag in my truck in the summer.

Oh, and turkey got a bath.

Snow fun

So we had a snow day the other day but of course it was a Sunday. I woke and it was like 60 degrees outside and rainy. The weatherman had said snow but I'm always doubtful as this is Georgia. Then the temperature dropped and the rain turned to snow. I brought Eggroll inside and I decided it was a good day to lay in bed and read all day. I didn't really think it would stick but a short while later it was coming down! I waited until there was a nice covering in the yard and let the dogs out. At first they were like "no way!" but then they realized it wouldn't hurt them. Turkey loves eggroll so much that she didn;t care that her paws were wet from the slushy snow. Then she decided to stand in the cold lake that my backyard was becoming.

One of the big bummers about Georgia is the snow people. There is always a valiant effort made, but they usually suck. People have to scrape and shave the ground of all of its snow in order to create the big snowball. So what results is usually a rock hard ball of ice with grass, dirt and pinestraw all mixed in. Then of course the next day it is 65 degrees again so it all melts away as fast as it appeared. But thats okay because i'm ready for Spring!

Owie!

So last night I celebrated Halloween by procrastinating crafts and sewing for fun filled Chicken times. I wrapped myself in my chicken costume once again and ran around East Atlanta to see all of the kids in their costumes. I accidently scared a few and intentionally chased a couple. It was all in good fun. Oh, and I entered a costume contest at Haas Bar but was robbed by the buttefly catcher family. I would have entered at the Graveyard as well, but I thought I would give other people a chance to win. Hahah, I actually just knew I couldn;t handle defeat twice in one evening with the BEST COSTUME EVER!
So, after running around frolicking as a chicken, I got home and instantly fell UP the stairs. I don;t drink so its not like I was wasted or anything. I was simply running up the stairs and Turkey got under the chickens feet. Turkey is pictured above. Her full name is Turkey Chicken-Bone Murderface III. She's cute for an asshole. Anyway, my knee is killing me right now.
For the three of you reading this, come to Youngblood tonight and buy krafts!