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The gift that never stops giving...

Remember that wabbit? The one that ate my tulips? The one Maggie ate half of before I cleaned it up? The one that made me gag? Well, said wabbit continues to plague our existence at the homestead. It’s like the gift that never stops giving. The day after Wabbit Day, Maggie had killer dog breath (literally). “I blame the wabbit.” My housemate fed her a couple breath mints to help with that. It worked temporarily, but there’s something very lingering and bad about eating-dead-stuff-breath.

The following morning, Mag wasn’t eating her food, which is unheard of. Hmm. “I blame the wabbit.” I went to work and thought very little of it. Yesterday I got the call while at my grandparents- my homie got home to a terrible smell. And found that someone had been quite sick (out the rear end kind of sick) on the rug (of course on the rug, you couldn’t possible have that sort of mess on say, the kitchen linoleum). Ewwww. The homie cleaned it up (thank you thank you thank you) and aired the house out. The wabbit died Sunday, Maggie hasn’t eaten yet… I wish I was more worried, but she seems fine other than the not eating- she growls at me in the morning (as usual), she picks on Suzie (as usual), and she runs around the yard looking for new rabbits… yeah, clearly we have not learned our lesson.

I’m not sure why I feel compelled to share the disgustingness… my friends with kids blog about poop, childhood diseases, etc. and I blog about my dogs and their rabbit faddish and the results thereof. Sorry people. Some day I will get a life and have more interesting things to say.

In the meantime, in spite of the above, I LOVE SPRING!! I welcome it with open arms, even with all the grossness that accompanies it. I feel like I’ve been given a new lease on life- seeing the sun regularly, seeing green things springing out of the earth, and anticipating months and months of delightful outside weather. God is good!

Worth the hype: A terrific housemate who cleans up your dog’s mess instead of leaving it for you (particularly the disgusting kind of dog mess).

Also worth the hype: Spring, truly the gift that never stop giving.

'tis the season...

Dogs: 1
Rabbits: 1
Tulips: 0
Reenie: -2

My tulips have been coming up so nicely in the garden, with some hair scattered around to keep the rabbits away. I think in the wind yesterday, the hair blew away, and this morning I noticed one tulip clump had been chewed. "Those wascally wabbits!" I said to myself, determined to keep my tulips from further chewing. I swept the house, scattered more dog hair around said tulips and went around back for a game of ball with the dogs. It was then I saw more evidence of chewing... but chewing of a more grotesque nature. Yeah, there in my back yard was one of those wascally wabbits (perhaps the very one who ate my tulips) quite chewed. Gag. I actually had to cover it with a rag in order to clean it up without throwing up as it's midsection was chewed most of the way through and oh so gross. Nonetheless, the rabbit is now cleaned up. The tulips are surrounded by dog hair, and I am almost ready to pull out that chicken for dinner...

The moral of the story: Spring has truly arrived at the Nichols homestead and the massacre has begun.

Happy Spring!

Today is the first day of spring! Hurray! The beginning of my favorite three seasons of the year!! We've had some gorgeous weather here in Michigan the past week. Three or four days of sunshine and temps in the mid to upper 60's. Gosh I love spring!! Today the wind is cold and the clouds are piling in, tomorrow they predict a rain / snow mix. But I can handle that, now that I know spring is here, that the sun will come out tomorrow (unlike the sunless month of February). Not to mention those delightful crocuses in the garden blooming all purple and white and yellow. And all the tulips, now a good 4-6 inches tall, starting to put out buds. I LOVE SPRING! Happy Spring, my friends, I hope it makes you as happy as it makes me!

More Auntie Mush

And this sweet boy celebrated his first birthday last week, so we all gathered to celebrate. He's such a sweet boy! We love you Andrew!

These munchkins rock my world. I am blessed!! (Do you see how cute they are?)
And today I got another great phone call from my nephew Geno... he hasn't figured out how to begin a phone conversation yet, so it started abruptly with the news of another tooth lost, his second one. Of course I had to get the story, how it happened, if he was surprised, what it felt like, etc. Such a small thing, but I just love being part of their lives. It's so much fun.

Auntie Mush

Check out these cuties... I think Cecilia looks exactly like her big sister when she was that age. Except Cece's eyes are much bluer. And Rosie's hair stuck up more... otherwise, they are like twins separated by two and a half years and one brother. Have I mentioned how great it is having them in town for a week?



Rosie to Aunt Reenie: "You awe my faiwy godmover. And you gave me Olivew books for Cwismis."