At 1 AM last Sunday Landon chased a raccoon out of the hen house after we heard a ruckus. He came in and told me Pepper was dead, so I tearfully told him to go out and bury her. A few minutes later I heard lots of squawking as she got her second wind when she saw Landon coming with the shovel. We spent FHE the next night fortifying the coop. Then we set a raccoon trap in our backyard, which was set off a few nights later, but the raccoon was so big that the door to the cage couldn't shut. He's such a monster he just wriggled out backwards and threw the cage over. Tom, our neighbor, is on a mission. He bought a bigger, $90 trap and set it up with tuna and cat food. We'll see if that coon can be fooled again.
Jocelynne is talking up a storm, and some of her words are actually real and intelligible! Her first sentence lacks proper syntax, but it's still impressive: "Where'd it go, ____?" The blank is filled in by whatever object she's talking about. Example: "Where'd it go, milk?" She just grabbed her stroller and said, "Bye, bye bye," before walking out of the room with it. She does that with keys and bags, too. When she's really got cabin fever, she'll get her shoes out and present them to me.
Jocelynne is talking up a storm, and some of her words are actually real and intelligible! Her first sentence lacks proper syntax, but it's still impressive: "Where'd it go, ____?" The blank is filled in by whatever object she's talking about. Example: "Where'd it go, milk?" She just grabbed her stroller and said, "Bye, bye bye," before walking out of the room with it. She does that with keys and bags, too. When she's really got cabin fever, she'll get her shoes out and present them to me.
