Well after all the hordes of visitors over the past week, today was the quietest Saturday I've ever seen - just Julie, Mo and me. Julie cleaned the house, Mo cleaned the barn, and I did a bunch of Jill-of-all-trades jobs. The dogs got a run in the lower meadow (twice!), Phoebe and Frodo got a ride in my car (NOT at the same time - I learned that the hard way!), Copper wore his daisy collar to explore the meadow, Cole and Moses hung out in and around the barn with Mo's dogs for the better part of the day, Petunia grunted and chattered and enjoyed some fresh spinach leaves, and it was a beautiful bright and crisp day - a perfect day to be at SAINTS.
Colton the guinea pig came home from his visit to the vet to be neutered. He is sulking, I believe, but otherwise seems okay.
Jackie was falling about , walking strangely on one of her back legs, and seemed agitated, so Mo and I decided to phone Carol. Following Carol's suggestion, I spent half an hour trying to get Jackie to go to sleep on Carol's bed. At first it seemed to work, but suddenly she decided she would NOT have a nap and went into her full-fledged mechanical dog routine (it may have had something to do with the Kitchen Sink Cookie I pilfered from Carol's kitchen), so I think she's 100% okay again.
When I left, all the dogs were napping quietly, the barn guys were grazing, and all felt right with the world.
it is a mystery, tricky little buggers.