This weekend Hubby and I took The Stinker to a local lake to go swimming and kayaking. She loves to swim after sticks in the water. The lake was pretty busy late Sunday afternoon, so we found this nice little pullout that was perfect for playing “Stick.”
The Stinker does a really good job in the kayak, though she would prefer to be playing in the water. I try to reward her good behavior in the kayak by letting her out frequently to play. This lake had a couple of small islands that I could let her out to play with the rocks in the water and I paddled around the island. She’s large enough that with her weight in the front of the boat, the keel sometimes pops out of the water in the back of the boat and we end up spinning in circles. The first time we were out on the water it was really windy, and we spun in endless circles. It was exhausting and not a lot of fun, to be honest. But Sunday afternoon was calm and we did a pretty good job of tracking across the water. We had such a good time that we can’t wait to get back out on the water soon.
This morning on my way to work, I checked on the chickens like I always do, and I couldn’t find Little Blue. I began looking around the orchard and I found an opening at the bottom of the fence that had some of her feathers in it. Sinking feeling in my stomach. I went over to ask my neighbor if she had seen a gray chicken in her backyard this morning and she immediately began apologizing–her dog nabbed my chicken through the fence and killed it. By the time she got outside, the dog had already done the damage. She was pretty upset about it. I was too, as Little Blue was my favorite chicken of all times. I called Hubby at work and told him the bad news, and neither one of us had a very good day today. When Hubby got home he put some temporary fortification along the fence and this weekend we will make more permanent alterations to make sure it is completely dog-proof. My friend even baked me a loaf of bread today after hearing the sad news–what a sweetheart. Just last night I took this picture of Little Blue, and I’m glad I did. It’s my last image of her. RIP little girl, your fluffy, feathery feet will be dearly missed.