I caught a raccoon in my live trap last night. They have about taken over this place, and I've declared war on them, opossums, skunks, and all other varmits that think my farm is a food bar.
It has dug a trench around the cage, by reaching through the wire and trying to get out. There is a muddy mess out there, but there will soon be one less coon to trouble me and my farm animals.
I slept all day yesterday again. These sleep spells are coming closer together, and lasting longer. They worry me.
Steve left the house only long enough to get the mail, and to trim some low branches on the Granny Smith Apple tree in the back yard.
Things have gotten run down since I've been so poorly the last few years, and it will take a lot of work to ever get caught up with all the maintenance and repairs that are needed.
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