Janice,
I am glad that you have decided to go retro and will be corresponding by mail only. I will let you know that I do not believe that cell phones give you brain cancer. I hope that you are allowed to use your computer soon. I know how you love to surf the web.
I will try to explain the chicken coop fiasco. The wind had picked up, Elrod hollered for me to come gather up the chickens that had escaped the new chicken coop. I realized that the chickens weren't flying the coop. They were being blown out of the top by the wind. Elrod had put a skyline in, but the wind had blown out the window in the skyline.
I went inside to seal the hole. Well, let me tell you, Elrod had made the perfect wind tunnel. You can imagine my surprise when that huge gust of wind came up and so did I. Elrod said I shot out that skyline and flew about twenty feet in the air before I came down and landed on the coop. Yes, I destroyed it.
Luckily, most of the chickens landed on me. We are still looking for four or five of them that went up but never came down.
Another good thing is that the wind blew out all that chicken poo right into the garden. No fertilizing needed this year.
I also found out that the volunteer fire department have some really nice EMT's in training. I did have a hard time convincing them not to cut off my panties. I broke my right leg and my left foot, sprained my left arm and had to have forty stitches due to the beak and claw puncture wounds. I can almost laugh about it now. Look for the video on YouTube. Nimrod said that he caught it on his camcorder. (He still has to figure out how to download it to the Internet.)
Time for more pain meds. I am still sore from helping the wonderful ladies that rebuilt the coop.
Beatrice
