May 2nd, 2009

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Saturday Morning Miscellany

Madame Queen Mary Kitteh receives her morning laptime. You'll need to ask the Kittehs of Apocalypse why she is also referred to as Mean Ole Mary Kitteh, as she is quite patient with the Monkey Servants.

Two years ago I received as a give-away prize from one of the companies which supports the care of patients in surgery an iShuffle. Happy to say it's still going strong, and as evidence it's getting a lot of use I'm about to be done with the second set of earphones. The first of course is the trademark white ones which came with it. Mind, they still work, however the soft cushy rims wore off. Not so comfy in the ears any more. The second I simply transferred from the laptop, as they came with it. Part of laptop being a multi-media device. So they are older than the Shuffle, though not by a lot. The wire begins to separate from one of the earphones. Thus I shall need to replace earphones soon.

Because I enjoy portable music, I do.

Coffee on relaxed mornings is much better than coffee on busy mornings. It's good on all mornings, eh, just better on relaxed ones.

Bought a replacement battery for Herself's yard tractor. So of course, the old one took a charge. Question is, will it hold that charge? Our experience so far: battery replacement is an annual thing.
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Through the Looking Glass

So, testing the cross-post from the whole DreamWidth zone thing. Usual for the weekend morning, wake slow & drink coffee, head out to do the Ranch Rounds. Biggest difference this time around is the Spring Kidding is started. I've been told that sounds like an event to be found at a Renaissance Faire, along with some other humourous thoughts. Actually, not that far off. So far 10 new kids. Triplets from one doe, and we are both happy and mildly chagrined. She's not the oldest, but is one of the older does. Last time around we bottle-fed her kids, as she's gotten fibroids in her udder and her milk is blocked. Alas, and these are the ones we're feeding this time as well.

However, Nose copes so marvelously with this. She stands by (just out of our reach, she's not one of our more people-fied goats) and waits until the kids are full, then she gathers them back to her, and grooms and nuzzles and cuddles them. From her point of view, it's a functioning relationship. We're the wet-nurses.

After taking care of Ranch, Herself and I wandered over to Williston. There is a Farmers Market cum Flea Market advertised at the Lions Club, and Herself wanted to check it out as this is a potential outlet for her wares. Looks interesting, and she's going to follow up on getting space. Then heading home she directed me to the Williston Women's Club, which hosted an Art Festival today. Made contact with four different artists and the Williston Artists League as well. Most of the artists could be called 'local' as being from North Central Baja Jorja. One is very local, probably within five mile radius from the Ranch.

Now, I should be doing other things, instead here I am nattering away.