See my husband.
See my husband sew.
See my husband sew up the raccoon-inflicted wounds of Feather, one of our three remaining hens.
See me add this to my list of "101 Reasons Tim is Cool." (Yes, the list exists. I started it when we were dating.)
Special bonus: Photo of daughters and two friends at co-op this morning. We don't do Halloween, but do you think I was really going to let pass an opportunity for them to wear those costumes in public, after all that blood, sweat and tears?
Not on your life.
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In the photo, I'm sharpening the needle I used to stitch up two wounds. I ended up having to put in 5 stitches. I hope she makes it. She was very compliant during the operation, which I hope is a sign of bravery and not of pre-death lethargy. You will all find out in a future post, no doubt. Thanks for reading.
Now I'm curious what else is on the list. ;)
All very cool (and I'm glad we're not the only Halloween-abstaining wierdos on the planet!)
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