Yes, More Pets

After all of the lamenting I've done about losing my URL, I had to get on here and say that I am officially over it.  Between Clint, my sister, and the emotional/technical support I received from long-distance friends, I was able to get to the root of the problem pretty quickly and take steps to move forward.  I still left some followers behind and have zero web presence, but Shan and Jewls helped me to make my peace with that.  Plus, to my complete delight, Leavenworth found me.  Sorry, I know that sentence doesn't make a lot of sense.  "Leavenworth" is simply what I have dubbed one of my followers (currently stationed in Germany), and he or she was the one who I was the most concerned about never seeing (so to speak) again.  It's hard to explain, but L has been with my blog for so long, and has gone through so many ups and downs with me, that even though we've never technically met, he or she feels like an old friend (albeit a very quiet friend).  So in a random streak of inspiration, I left a message on my Glazey blog, and L was able to follow those bread crumbs back to the new URL.  Clint's response when I exclaimed this afternoon "Oh my gosh, Leavenworth found me!" was a simple "Good job babe."  He totally gets me sometimes. 

Yesterday Shan and I got to visit with Kristyn.  It was awesome.  We talked each other's ears off for hours.  Kristyn got to my house at around 3ish, and we all hung out for about an hour or so, then went to La Casita for dinner.  Once back at my house, Shan left, but Kristyn and I hung out for a couple more hours.  Clint and the kids came home that evening (they were out shooting), so Kristyn got to meet my kids for the first time.  Trin and Elijah both love her to pieces, which cracks me up since Kristyn's not a kid person.  It reminds me of those people who don't care for cats, but always seem to have cats gravitating to them.  Elijah was asking me today, "When's Crystal coming back?" (okay, he's a little off on the name).  I had to explain to him that Texas wasn't right down Main St.

This morning we went to church, but that was an unpleasant experience because we somehow got blindsighted into a memorial service for a young man that we didn't even know.  That's a story in of itself, so I'll skip that for now.  After church, we met Steve and Becky for sushi.  Later, we purchased four chickens and two goats.

I was hoping to slip that last sentence in, but it's not blending very well.  Dang it.  I just know that all the people who think we own too many pets as it is are going to have a field day with that one. 

The four chickens are named: Polly, Zebra, Olive, and Princess Buttercup.  Can you guess which one I named?  ;)  The goats will not be at our house until either Tuesday or Friday, so their names have yet to be determined. 

My heart goes out to Dusty!  Here I've been whining about my pitiful blog issues, and meanwhile Shannon  has had to cope with the decision to amputate her dog's leg (and pay $1600 to boot).  But I think the fact that they're investing so much money to save this dog is going to turn lil' Dusty into their most beloved pet.  Wherever you store your treasures, the heart tends to follow.  By the way, I know this is still an emotional issue for my sis, but how long exactly does etiquette require me to wait before I'm allowed to make fun of the fact that she's paying a GRAND and a HALF for a three-legged dog??