Woman Eaten by Chickens or Stuff n Such

So, as usual I've been a flake.  I guess my only excuse for not posting is that I didn't really feel like I had anything to say.  I figured I'd better give a brief update on what's been going on around these parts or you'd think the chickens truly had eaten me.  Bad birds.

Mr. MoonCat has been working six days a week, keeping very busy.  I've been working on my new business which is in the infant stages.  I'm excited about getting it off the ground and I'll have more on that at a later date.  The garden is starting to see some activity.

The hubby's uncle passed away a few weeks ago after a very long battle with cancer.  We've spent a day up in Sacramento for the last two weekends helping his parents clean out the house to get it ready for sale. While it was a sad reason for us to all be together, we really enjoyed visiting with his parents.  Hubby's best friend/brother from another mother Chris went with us this last weekend to help us move all of the furniture.  We were grateful for the help as there was a lot of heavy lifting involved.

Most of the critters are doing well.  The dogs and cats are happy that Spring is pretty much here.  The chickens are keeping us snowed under with eggs and attitude.  We have a great bartering deal going on with my "other parents" - my best friend Becky's folks.  They keep kitchen scraps saved up and I weigh them down with eggs.  Everyone's happy!  Especially the chooks - it is hysterical to watch them dig through the goodies.  They recognize the large plastic ice cream tubs that the scraps are saved in.  When I walk out carrying one of those it is a large squawking herd of mini-monsters meeting me at the gate.  (Remember the Velociraptor Chickens?) They get quite rude and scary!

All is not great though as we do have some cause for concern.  Wedgie's leg isn't healing like we had hoped.  Since I posted about his injury we've had him x-rayed and found that he had actually fractured his leg.  The vet seems to think it will heal just fine in time, but it's sure making us worry.  He has to stay in the small box stall and not move around too much.  Poor little guy isn't taking confinement well, he is horribly bored. It's really hard for such a curious and mischievous little dude to deal with forced inactivity.  We try to keep him entertained, but it's a challenge. He is such a good baby though.  He allows us to change his bandages/semi-cast with a minimum of fuss.

That's about it around here at MoonCat Farms and the ranch.  I will try to post some photos in the next few days - truly.  Wedgie really is getting cuter all of the time.  I know he sends his love to all of you who love him from afar, especially his honorary auntie Lemon Verbena Lady :) (Phantom kisses being blown your way)