Saturday was a productive and painful day. Grandpa and I worked
on a shed we are attaching to the barn. It is not particularly large – only 24x30
– but it was a challenge for both of us. The ground around the barn was heavy
with rocks and roots. Even though I had the power post hole digger it beat me
pretty badly as we struggled to get the depth we wanted for the six posts we
set. We ended up doing the majority of the digging by hand and supplementing with
the power auger. By the time we put the tools away on Saturday afternoon we
were both pretty worn out and sore.
We put up nine four by fours and twelve two by sixes and it
wore us out. That’s a sad commentary on the stare of our health. My back was
completely worn out by the time we quit. Honestly, Grandpa was not doing very
well through the day. His blood pressure was pretty low and he needed to stop
every time he stood up to let his blood pressure come up so the dizziness he
was experiencing would pass. It was slow going at a couple points but he hung
in until we got to what he considered a good stopping point.
Mama and Grandma had gone to Trade Days that morning. Mama
decided after the evening with the pup peeing all over the place when the children
came into the house that the pup needed to find another home. Though it saddened
her, she did find a buyer among the many shoppers at the flea market that
morning. It is a relief to me and I think is will be to us all since Kira is in
heat and bleeding.
Mama and Kimberlyn Cantrell are supposed to get together this
morning and let Kim’s dog, Leo, a German Shepherd male, meet Kira to see if
there will be some puppies produced from those encounters. All I need is
another litter of puppies to deal with. So far Victoria has committed to
selling all the pups. We’ll see if that holds true when the time comes. The way
Kira sheds I do not want another one like her in the house. Then again, I could
just put some mild adhesive on the floor and we could virtually carpet the entire
house with dog hair in a couple months.
Last night Cori shared videos of her children being
baptized. All three were baptized after the evening service at their church.
She tells us that they were counting down the days to the event and it proved
to be a memorable one. The pastor had forgotten about the baptisms so the
heater had not been turned on. The water was, according to Grant, colder than
frozen.
In the videos all the kids were troopers but the pastor
probably got more wet in these baptisms than any in his recent past since Blake
practically climbed onto his chest as he came up out of the water. Kudos to the
pastor for holding each of the little ones as far up as he could until they were
submerged and then getting them out of the water as quickly as he could, but
the muted antics of each of the children as they tried not to overreact to the
cold water is worth watching.
It is a moment they will always remember – as it should be.
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