It’s always great to start a week in the middle of it, I have decided. My world, my rules.
So, to recap.
- It’s not technically ok to begin a sentence with “so.” This was brought to my attention by the 9 year old I live with. Grammar lessons and all. Conjunctions. And also in this new bit of information, I was not aware there were various forms of conjunctions. Up until this point, we’ve learned them as “and, but and or.” Period. However, there are also subordinating and correlative and…and…for the love of Pete I can’t remember the third one. What evs. I’ll just be happy I learned and retained two of the three.
- A 9 year old’s vocabulary can be quite astounding. In discussing the eating habits of orangutans last night at the dinner table, she informed her father that chimps, gorillas and apes, as well as orangutans, are able to use all of their “appendages” to eat with. Grasping toes and all. Appendages mind you. Not arms, or legs, but appendages.
- One ml of very expired euthanasia solution (as in expired seven years ago) is enough to send a suffering little mouse to the Great Mouse Paradise. This is a painful story for me (and yes, for the little guy too) and it hurts just thinking of it. I know, I know. I’ve written enough the trapping of mice that you would think I would be inured to the deaths by now. This guy was suffering. And there was no way he was going to survive if I put him outside in the cold. So (boy, it’s hard not to start a sentence with that word), I did what every veterinarian does. I went in search of the very long expired euthanasia solution that is kept on hand for emergencies. I have been wondering if it would still pack a punch if necessary. For a mouse on his way out it worked. Not sure if it would work in anything else.
- Discussions of dead things (for lack of a better word) are something that come more easily to me, thanks to veterinary school. I am trying to make it a commonplace occurrence around here so that the little one begins to not be afraid of death, but rather sees it as part of the Circle of Life. Regardless, the Mouse Episode proved too much and she didn’t want anything to do with it. She likes mice. She thinks they’re cute. She probably would have kept the little guy in her sock drawer last summer if I hadn’t got involved and chased him down. (I let that one go outside. With a stern talking to. He didn’t listen and ended up in the trap the next night. Dumb luck?)
- Crows are bullies. And they’ve learned we give out good food here.
- The rabbits don’t like celery. (Granted, it was slightly old and it was likely slightly bitter.) But the carrot tops, lettuce, broccoli? Heaven. So we gave them some more last night. Who knows what else is benefitting. Let’s hope it’s not the bears. Things are melting pretty quickly here and it’s warming up slightly. I expect the bears will come knocking here shortly.
- The chipmunks are out and about as well.
- Just because something is offered as “gluten-free” at a restaurant doesn’t mean one should eat it. We have eliminated so many things from our diet in the last year and a half that even the slightest bit of an offending agent and we suffer the consequences. Double-edged sword. Good because our bodies are generally happier. Bad in that we didn’t know how unhappy they were and if we encounter some of the old stuff, then we are unhappy again. Ugh.
Well (I would suppose one should not begin a sentence with that word either), it is time to start school. Past time in all likelihood. We hit a rough patch a couple of weeks ago and haven’t been able to regain our momentum. We’ll see if I can fix that. Now of course, we’re going to have warm spring weather to deal with. And possible bike-riding weather!!! From skiing to biking. The joys of being outdoors!!!!!
Blessings be all.