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Henrietta23
Yard Farmer
Quackers quit! I was locking up the house last night when I heard her in the yard. She had already come out during the day for food and water so this was unusual. I went out to see what was up. She was living up to her name, quacking her fool head off, trying to get into the pen. There was food and water where she could get to it because I hadn't put the food away yet. She wanted IN the barn! So I opened the pen and stood back. She went in and tried to get in the coop. I let her in and she was calm as anything. I locked her up with the others and went to check the nest. There were 6 eggs, way too early for anything to have hatched. When I went back out of the shed I caught sight of one more egg on the lawn, cracked open and leaking. Ew. Cleaned that up. I can't imagine how it got there unless she removed it herself. How would she do that? Roll it with her bill? She would have had to push it through the messy cluttered shed and down the ramp and out into the yard. The other birds have been penned up and couldn't have done it. The pug might have been able to fit into the shed but he can't see and doesn't have any teeth... The big dog couldn't have fit and the Golden can't get over there. It's a mystery! I didn't see signs of a preditor and Quackers wasn't acting like something was attacking her or her nest. This morning she is quite content to be in with everyone else and doesn't seem anxious to get back to the shed at all. This is what all my ducks have done in the past, go broody for a week or less, then give up. Edna is the first to follow through. Oh, Petunia, the baby who was maybe developing angel wing, not only seems to be better, he figured out how to get up the ramp on his own finally. I was getting tired of Edna trying to kill me while I was putting him to bed.
Packing for Cub Scout camp. I need to make meals for DS and I both. We leave Sunday after church. I am looking forward to it although I am already aware that some of the adult personalities are going to be a challenge to deal with. The two other leaders and I went to a meeting at the camp Tuesday night. Our main leader who has been organizing everything is major type A. He offered to drive me up to so I rode with him. He wanted to get there early and check out different campsite areas. Fine with me. I've only been there for day camp. He had in mind he wanted a particular area but when it came time for the meeting the camp staff had already made assignments. They had also grouped different packs together to make numbers work. He grumbled all evening because we got the last site that he wanted. I'm happy because it's the handicap accessable site and has showers and flush toilets on site and they're individual rather than communal so I can use them. There are a number of female leaders going and the ones who have been there before are saying we have to walk to one of three places to shower. Ugh. We'll see at orientation on Sunday. Maybe they will let me use to one on our site since it's totally private. We found out we are grouped with all the boys who are coming without their own leaders. There won't be more than a handful and they will probably be really independent good kids to be sent on their own, but not necessarily. I was told that we will probably have a member of the camp staff staying with them, at least at night. That's an advantage! The guys are telling me I am going to have to climb the rock wall. It's apparently an unofficial challenge between groups, how many leaders can do it. In the past ALL of our packs leaders have. Don't see it happening. I just don't have the strength anymore and I'm still suffering from the fall I took at our pack campout in June. (The one where I misstepped coming out of our tent and fell full force on my side. I still don't have full range of motion with that arm. I can't see myself pulling myself up a rock wall with it. Or without using it.) Getting back to the meeting, I said hi to another female leader, whom I had met at my outdoor training a few months ago. We hit it off but she mentioned having had issues with our other leader at camp in the past. Sure enough after I said hi to her he actually leaned over and said to me, "Careful, she's the enemy!" Are you kidding me??? What is this, middle school? apparently...... I'm thinking of bringing a notebook to keep notes because I'm sure I'll have some funny tales to tell and my memory isn't what it used to be. But I can't let it get found. And it all revolves around a shared latrine
Packing for Cub Scout camp. I need to make meals for DS and I both. We leave Sunday after church. I am looking forward to it although I am already aware that some of the adult personalities are going to be a challenge to deal with. The two other leaders and I went to a meeting at the camp Tuesday night. Our main leader who has been organizing everything is major type A. He offered to drive me up to so I rode with him. He wanted to get there early and check out different campsite areas. Fine with me. I've only been there for day camp. He had in mind he wanted a particular area but when it came time for the meeting the camp staff had already made assignments. They had also grouped different packs together to make numbers work. He grumbled all evening because we got the last site that he wanted. I'm happy because it's the handicap accessable site and has showers and flush toilets on site and they're individual rather than communal so I can use them. There are a number of female leaders going and the ones who have been there before are saying we have to walk to one of three places to shower. Ugh. We'll see at orientation on Sunday. Maybe they will let me use to one on our site since it's totally private. We found out we are grouped with all the boys who are coming without their own leaders. There won't be more than a handful and they will probably be really independent good kids to be sent on their own, but not necessarily. I was told that we will probably have a member of the camp staff staying with them, at least at night. That's an advantage! The guys are telling me I am going to have to climb the rock wall. It's apparently an unofficial challenge between groups, how many leaders can do it. In the past ALL of our packs leaders have. Don't see it happening. I just don't have the strength anymore and I'm still suffering from the fall I took at our pack campout in June. (The one where I misstepped coming out of our tent and fell full force on my side. I still don't have full range of motion with that arm. I can't see myself pulling myself up a rock wall with it. Or without using it.) Getting back to the meeting, I said hi to another female leader, whom I had met at my outdoor training a few months ago. We hit it off but she mentioned having had issues with our other leader at camp in the past. Sure enough after I said hi to her he actually leaned over and said to me, "Careful, she's the enemy!" Are you kidding me??? What is this, middle school? apparently...... I'm thinking of bringing a notebook to keep notes because I'm sure I'll have some funny tales to tell and my memory isn't what it used to be. But I can't let it get found. And it all revolves around a shared latrine