Early Sunday morning Meena was attacked by a coyote or perhaps more than one coyote and was wounded so badly, she had to be euthanized. A profound sadness has settled over all of us partly due to the horrible nature of the attack and mostly due to the loss we feel of our little companion. I'm trying to take consolation in the many good times she had with us and the many funny, happy, beautiful moments we've shared. But the sadness is so profound. This hurting is going to take a long time.
After my recovery period for Covid, I went to Cullman on Monday the 8th and started catching up on the mowing and farm stuff. Pretty much everything needed mowing. The big tractor made short work on the main north fields and David helped me with the field across from the pond. The grass had grown quite long and with the two week absence, I simply started and mowed all of them. There is always some mowing to do. At least no trees had fallen. There were some indoor projects pending. A couple of shower fixtures had to be replaced. The screen door latch didn't hold and had to be improved. The old JD mower needed a bit of tuning so it would climb better and the mowing deck replaced. And the garden needed to be disked and more corn and okra planted. David should have had a shot on the groundhog at the old house but forgot to check his ammo. The hammer fell on an empty chamber. I got the conibear traps out and caught one of the groundhogs that lived by the spring. David had ...