grumpy
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Three-thirty came early yesterday morning. I was sound asleep, then came wide awake.
I do that sometimes. Especially when I've got a lot on my mind. "Time to start my day."
Got my inside duties out of the way....""quietly"". I didn't want to wake anyone.
Then, it was off to the barn. My buyer was scheduled at 5:30 and she's usually on time.
We loaded up 45 head of fryers that averaged 5 pounds, 9.5 ounces. A nice group of youngsters.
At 7:00 a.m. it was back to the house to get the family up and started on their day.
8:00 a.m. found me back at the barn checking nest-boxes, counting young, filling out hutch cards.
9:30 a.m. headed to town, deposited rabbit check, and ran a few errands.
10:15 a.m. doctor's appointment. Biopsied a spot on my arm, and did blood work.
11:25 back home and took a short nap. Up at noon, new cup of hot coffee, back to the barn.
Started working on the feed storage cabinet. Being Wednesday, it was also breeding day.
Got six or seven does bred and moved some youngsters to the grow out pens.
Culled a couple of really nice looking young does. They'd missed their 3rd time.
"Sorry girls, you're pretty, but you gotta go."
Got the base built and installed for the cabinet. Took one pic.
About that time, I heard someone holler....Hmmm. "Wonder who the #### that is."
I don't like strangers walking up on me, but he looked a little familiar.
He works with the county extension office and wanted a couple of dressed rabbits.
"Good, I could use some pocket money." We got to visiting.
He was interested in the rabbitry, and wanted a trio this coming April.
Then, he asked if I'd be interested in putting on a seminar
about raising meat rabbits. "No one, other than you, raises rabbits
for consumption on the scale that you do."
I could feel my heels beginning to instantly, "dig-in", I told him,
"I'm not real whippy about a bunch of people snoopin' around my barn."
All the while, I'm mentally checking off the amount of work
it would take to get everything ready.
"How many people?" I asked.
"No more than 10, and you'd be paid a stipend for your trouble."
It got a little more interesting...LOL.
We set the seminar up for after the first of the year. He left a little after 5:30 p.m.
I worked a little more on the cabinet and started doing chores, finishing up around 8:00 p.m.
Turned out the lights and headed for the house. Then, I remembered.
"Dang it! I forgot to eat. No wonder I'm hungry."
Had some peanut butter and crackers, returned several phone calls,
watched TV, and got to bed around midnight.
A "normal" day.
I do that sometimes. Especially when I've got a lot on my mind. "Time to start my day."
Got my inside duties out of the way....""quietly"". I didn't want to wake anyone.
Then, it was off to the barn. My buyer was scheduled at 5:30 and she's usually on time.
We loaded up 45 head of fryers that averaged 5 pounds, 9.5 ounces. A nice group of youngsters.
At 7:00 a.m. it was back to the house to get the family up and started on their day.
8:00 a.m. found me back at the barn checking nest-boxes, counting young, filling out hutch cards.
9:30 a.m. headed to town, deposited rabbit check, and ran a few errands.
10:15 a.m. doctor's appointment. Biopsied a spot on my arm, and did blood work.
11:25 back home and took a short nap. Up at noon, new cup of hot coffee, back to the barn.
Started working on the feed storage cabinet. Being Wednesday, it was also breeding day.
Got six or seven does bred and moved some youngsters to the grow out pens.
Culled a couple of really nice looking young does. They'd missed their 3rd time.
"Sorry girls, you're pretty, but you gotta go."
Got the base built and installed for the cabinet. Took one pic.
About that time, I heard someone holler....Hmmm. "Wonder who the #### that is."
I don't like strangers walking up on me, but he looked a little familiar.
He works with the county extension office and wanted a couple of dressed rabbits.
"Good, I could use some pocket money." We got to visiting.
He was interested in the rabbitry, and wanted a trio this coming April.
Then, he asked if I'd be interested in putting on a seminar
about raising meat rabbits. "No one, other than you, raises rabbits
for consumption on the scale that you do."
I could feel my heels beginning to instantly, "dig-in", I told him,
"I'm not real whippy about a bunch of people snoopin' around my barn."
All the while, I'm mentally checking off the amount of work
it would take to get everything ready.
"How many people?" I asked.
"No more than 10, and you'd be paid a stipend for your trouble."
It got a little more interesting...LOL.
We set the seminar up for after the first of the year. He left a little after 5:30 p.m.
I worked a little more on the cabinet and started doing chores, finishing up around 8:00 p.m.
Turned out the lights and headed for the house. Then, I remembered.
"Dang it! I forgot to eat. No wonder I'm hungry."
Had some peanut butter and crackers, returned several phone calls,
watched TV, and got to bed around midnight.
A "normal" day.