Browni: four months, chocolate brown and butterscotch. red dobie/choc lab mix.
Estersue: 1200 pound pink farm pig, seven years old.
Fannie Alice: 6mo old pink farm pig.
Sauvy: great pyrenees.
Barlow: big bronze turkey
Chief: big ole white appy mix
luster, augra, spikeroni, princess pretty pig,hillary, june bug, Oscar: my old and or handicapped pot bellied pigs.
Tavish: my heart outside, wonderful, sweet, sensitive black and white Basset
Blondi: young adult yellow Aracana  hen 
Eden: our home, a sanctuary on the side of a mountain in Oregon

 
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Sent: Saturday, July 22, 2006 12:55 PM
Subject: Eden


Ok I get up and Browni dobi/lab pup hops down. Go to br. sit there with t paper in my hand, get t paper from puppys mouth. done.
Have to walk around 7 dogs in a tiny bathroom. Why don't I just shut the door???
 
Get dressed, "BROWNI BRING BACK MY SANDAL!" Puppies add such a neat "distraction" to life.
 
Found my sandal, pried it out of her mouth. Not too much slobber.
 
I go outside, gads they heard me. Probably heard me inside yelling, out of my way, scuze me pardon me, rrrrrr lol
 
Anyway I open the van back to get a bag of feed out. I have Chiefs big old head over my right shoulder, Estersue down below him with snouter under my arm pit, And now we have Fannie with her legs UP on the back of the van.
 
All trying to help me lift the bag out. I curl my toes under as best I can. Turn around, "FANNIE GET OFF MY SANDAL!" 
 
Get feed to tail gate of my truck start filling bowls which does not come easy becuz there is a large white horses head in my bag and when it comes out, a llama sticks his mug in.
 
Down below is Estersue hitting her head UNDER the tail gate to get feed to fall down. Fannie is right by my toes...plussss she is slippery in mud from head to tail. So of course I am slathered in it on my legs...
 
I finally get some bowls filled and water is sorta trickling  in, "Estersue will you PLEASE get off the hose!" I pull it, but believe me, she feels nothing. I have to go push her with my body to get her off.
 
She does not miss a beat from the bowl she bonked off the tail gate and is eating away.
 
Now why do I let the dogs out when I feed? why why why???
 
I have like twenty bowls of wet mush now. Carry about 3 at a time and plop them down and call the rest of the crew. There are already maybe 5 pots there.
 
Everyone comes and the politics begin.  I think ohhhh they need more. So I take the bag and dump a little bit over Browni's head becuz she likes to bark and bite at the grain as it is going down into the bowl....
 
Sauveur is busy eating his. He has grown up on pig food along with his food. The goats? where are the goats? I look up and there they are, all four side by side looking down at the brown beast. Browni is just all in that position of,"I am going to get you!" So she does and they all take off up to the barn...sigh. So I take some grain up there and shoosh pup back down.
 
Everyone is munching, one horse, three llamas, Estersue, Fannie and oh 12 pots. chickens well roosters and Barlow the turkey.
 
The dogs next door, great dogs, run to the fence to watch. Then alll of mine run over there and they begin a barking war that you would think someone is getting torn apart. If you open the gate they are allll wiggling idiots. ??? territory I guess.
 
I lift and empty the pools and put the hose in. oh for about 3 hours becuz at this point I go in to feed the deck pigs and forget I have it on.Think I better sit for a minute and do the old lady now, must take break thing. Fall asleep.
wake up to feed. oops.
 
Put their feed in bucket from my pantry, head to deck. Luster is happy to see the bucket....comes over all frothy and slobbery and lovingly rubs his old tuskers on my leg and leaves a significant amount of froth on me. Mixes with the dry mud, oh wonderful.
 
Old Oscar lumbers over as do Junibug and Augra. Spikeroni the real crippled one hobbles over and waits. Big smile on his face.
 
so fill their bowls, add water, water will not come out of hose. I of course know now i forgot water in front. Go reset pump.
 
Back give bowls to pigs on deck and Spike who is right by deck now. Take Hillary used to be sausage pig hers. OMG you guys she is so pretty. She has the neatest upright ears.
 
You would not recognize her as the pig who came here such a mess. I had to look at her more than once. Her skin is nice, she likes me to pet her. God is good.
 
Off  up a bit to give Princess Pretty Pig her feed. I have to walk carefully or she will feel me coming. I just set it in front of her. She still eats in her sleep if she does not wake up and can smell it. Its so funny.
 
So that is that. All this time Browni, Tavish and Sauv are running around wrestling. They have stuffed animals, stuffed socks, balls, sticks, gloves, my hairbrush, all kinds of things to play with. Whatever one has the other one wants it.
 
I go to the mailbox, nothing from the jailbird. Oh yea I want to worrrrrrrk on the marriage, I LOOOOOOOOVE you. Love is a verb ya idiot.
 
How much can someone work on a marriage when they cannot even write a tiny note or call me??See I am not BLIND.
 
I hear a hit in the jail is not more'n twenty bucks..haha
 
oops...haha
Water my flowers after the pools and mudholes are full. My girls, the hens are all around me. Blondi flies up on my shoulder. shaking head, silly bird. They want me to dig so they can eat the squiggling yummies...I am about to put my pond in front in. I have the liner and the plan, now I need the energy. It won't be real deep. Mostly a pretty rock kinda thing with plants around it and in it.
 
Gads these girls. I have my front divided so the dogs are on one side fenced into the grassy area under the tree and the deck. so there is a cyclone gate. Stupid Blondi hops up and misses and hangs herself between the post and gate. I am freaking running over praying to Jehovah to PLEASE don't let her die. She was ok.Was just hanging there awful.
Omg. I held her under my neck a loooooong time. sigh. Anyway I go to my deck and almost have all the pickets on the railing!!! It is so hot!!! I start to pound some on. My divider thing to measure in between flies up when I am pounding a picket on. I keep going.
 
I go to pick it up....ok where the heck is it? I look around and under, then look up at Browni about a half acre away with a piece of wood in her mouth...my measurer for the space between slats.....rrrrrrrr go retrieve it, just a little slobber and a few bite marks.
 
I did four, four of them, it is so hot I am dripping wet. HATE that feeling. could NEVER live in the south. I complimented myself for getting four down, going this way it will take me a week to get it done. sigh but I am still happy for what I did do.
 
Can't take it anymore. I drag my huge ac from barn to house and in. big struggle too. those stupid things are heavy. put it in. put board on windowsill, secure it from outside. turn on ac. no cool air. oh crap.
 
I had the whole thing done, sealed the window...rrrr took it out and there it sits by the window.
 
ok everyone is fat and fed, have clean water in bowls and pools. lotsa shade up for  them. new straw too.
 
I am back in my chair here. My glasses crooked on my face. Both arms are screwd up and they fall off. One side has a nail taped to it to keep it on and straight. I have wire on them to hold the lenses in.
 
My tooth is killing me where the filling fell out, the tooth behind that got chipped on the inside and cuts my tongue, A cap fell off on the other side of my mouth. 
 
No dental or optical insurance anymore. Sure I have pain pills but I do not want to be loaded and asleep! But I am at the point it is so painful I need to. Not an abcess, raw nerve I am sure. It is in back and I have teeth very straight and close to each other. I am wondering if I should pull it out?
 
 Just tie something to it, tie that around estersues neck then say,"YOU get out of there!" walllll ah!!!
 
hmmm On monday I am calling around for help. All the dentist who help the people with no ins. are full. I am going to beg my dentist I had for 18 years who got $1500 a year from my insurance. See if  he can help somehow.
 
I mean he should, I brought Rosalee piggy to see them years ago! (c:
 
Then call salvation army to help with glasses. I have some nice frames I gotta find around here, so just need lenses.
 
It always works out.
 
I wonder if the emergency room would extract it?? Ya just use these pliar things and pull. I bet my vet has some. Wait Peggy is  a horse dentist!!! now there is an idea!I
 
Ok ac or transmission for my pickup??? sigh lol at least I can do one or the other. well sort of.
 
I may have to fill my rubber blow up pool on the back deck and drag my tv out there. sigh....omg oh right I can see it now, dogs in my pool. gotta get those slats on so they cannot get up there.
Betcha some wild duck gets in it....
 
oh well this is me today. Please pray for us in this heat. ug.
 
love,debilyn who wonders why this heat cannot melt her fat away????

 
Subject: Eden


Ok I get up and Browni hops down off my bed. Go to br. sit there with t paper in my hand, get t paper from puppys mouth. done.
Have to walk around 7 dogs in a tiny bathroom. Why don't I just shut the door???
 
Get dressed, "BROWNI BRING BACK MY SANDAL!" Puppies add such a neat "distraction" to life.
 
Found my sandal, pried it out of her mouth. Not too much slobber.
 
I go outside, gads they heard me. Probably heard me inside yelling, out of my way, scuze me pardon me, rrrrrr lol
 
Anyway I open the van back to get a bag of feed out. I have Chiefs big old head over my right shoulder, Estersue down below him with snouter under my arm pit, And now we have Fannie with her legs UP on the back of the van.
 
All trying to help me lift the bag out. I curl my toes under as best I can. Turn around, "FANNIE GET OFF MY SANDAL!" 
 
Get feed to tail gate of my truck start filling bowls which does not come easy becuz there is a large white horses head in my bag and when it comes out, a llama sticks his mug in.
 
Down below is Estersue hitting her head UNDER the tail gate to get feed to fall down. Fannie is right by my toes...plussss she is slippery in mud from head to tail. So of course I am slathered in it on my legs...
 
I finally get some bowls filled and water is sorta trickling  in, "Estersue will you PLEASE get off the hose!" I pull it, but believe me, she feels nothing. I have to go push her with my body to get her off.
 
She does not miss a beat from the bowl she bonked off the tail gate and is eating away.
 
Now why do I let the dogs out when I feed? why why why???
 
I have like twenty bowls of wet mush now. Carry about 3 at a time and plop them down and call the rest of the crew. There are already maybe 5 pots there.
 
Everyone comes and the politics begin.  I think ohhhh they need more. So I take the bag and dump a little bit over Browni's head becuz she likes to bark and bite at the grain as it is going down into the bowl....
 
Sauveur is busy eating his. He has grown up on pig food along with his food. The goats? where are the goats? I look up and there they are, all four side by side looking down at the brown beast. Browni is just all in that position of,"I am going to get you!" So she does and they all take off up to the barn...sigh. So I take some grain up there and shoosh pup back down.
 
Everyone is munching, one horse, three llamas, Estersue, Fannie and oh 12 pots. chickens well roosters and Barlow the turkey.
Go to part two.....(c: