The following snippets are too puny to make an actual blog post but together, they just might. Plus for both events, that title almost applies literally.
First off I apologize for not making the rounds to your posts this past week. I was messing with a case of a lower intestinal flu. Not crippling in anyway though quite uncomfortable plus I didn't dare get too far from the bathroom for 3 days.
The main thing I got from this episode is that if someone accuses me of being "full of it", I just might have to agree. I lost 4.5 pounds in those 3 days which does kind of imply that I just might have been "full of it."
Glad to say all is normal once more with a slightly trimmer new figure (there is always a positive) though I'm still a wee bit on the weak side. Gained a 1/2 pound back all ready so I'd best enjoy the new look while I can. Have a feeling it will be as fleeting as the mullygrub that got me there.
Saturday going into town I saw something I have never seen. A doe ran across the two lane road ahead of me and was half ways onto a manicured lawn when I saw something start across the road chasing it. It looked like a spindly legged house cat or maybe a small dog. As I got closer I saw it was a newborn fawn wobbling and stumbling weak legged across the road.
Now I have tromped through the woods a lot in my day and have run across a couple of small fawns lying motionless in the grass to avoid predators. Never had I seen anything this small. Truly cat sized.
Thanks to Odd Essay, I did a bit more digging and found that the newborns only weigh from 5 to 8 pounds at birth. That is small folks.
|Not my picture but from the blog Words4it. Even if I'd had a camera with me, my area has no such thing as a side of the road to pull off on.|
It was a really cool experience.
Hope you all had a wonderful Mother's Day enjoying your younguns. If you are not a Mother, then I hope you spent some time with or enjoying fond memories of your own Mom. I did, as I was lucky enough to have two of them.
My Mom for the first 16 years of my life who willed me the best of her genes, her tender heart and curious mind. After she passed and my Dad remarried, my Step-mom tackled a brooding teen by becoming a dear friend I could count on. I miss you both so much.