Worst Blogger in the World

I have got to be the worst blogger in the world. Excuses are like armpits - everybody has them, and they all stink. So I'll just admit I haven't felt like blogging and go from there. I went to a great quilt retreat in Cody and got quite a bit done - a couple wall hangings, a table runner, and a top using Ricky Timm's kaleidescope. The same weekend as the retreat, we got a new dog. His name is Andy and he is a border collie - lab mix. He's about 18 months old, and has way too much energy. He has to be walked every day, and we're working on actually walking rather than trying to pull the human all over town. He would make a great sled dog, he's sure got pulling muscles.
I was walking him and a squirrel ran across the street from our side. He took off after the squirrel, and I went flying through the air horizontally across the street. He missed the squirrel by inches as it ran up a tree. He barked at it, saying "I'd have had you for dinner if I hadn't had to pull this fat lady across the street".
We also got two donkey's from Jan and Fred Barnett. Their names are Jasper and Fuzz, both jacks. I'm now in the business of checking on them two or three times a day, breaking the ice on their water, and trying to get them to come to me. They get closer every time I go out there, but they still haven't decided I'm safe yet. I still don't have pictures of the them, but I'll post pictures next time I blog.