Post by Dragon on Sept 25, 2009 17:55:03 GMT -8
I am really down right now, I have had positivity the WORST day one person could ever endure without commiting suicide.
heres the day:, Bailey (my daughter) had been fussy from about 9pm last night, until about 4am this morning, so niether Becca or I got much sleep at all, so finally around 4:30 this morning, we get to sleep, the alarm goes off at 7:30, UGH.
so i drag myself out of bed, shave, then go out to start feeding the animals, the outside dogs are ALREADY worked up, I see on the edge of the woods, our nieghbors two hound x sheperds, great they're out again. they're eying up the duck pen (these dogs have killed ducks before, as well as chickens, and a couple cats), I shoo them off, and go about feeding, come to find that my late season momma ducks 2 day old ducklings have all DROWN in the pond, I don't know how, she's got one left, but it's gotten so cold out, I'm not sure it's gonna live.
so i scoop them out, and feed the ducks, the chickens, the cats,where I notice Maniac has had her kittens(been expecting her to pop for a few days).
so i feed the pig, and dogs and by then it's about 9am. So I go in the house, and make breakfast, the outside dogs are going off again, I go out, and there are those damned hound dogs again, this time I yell "JECK,OMEN, GET!", they know that means they better leave cause their owner kicks them *eyeroll* so they take off again.
I take a shower about 10am, and leave out of the house at 11am t go the the store to pick up some things, and get to work by 1pm.
Anyway, so i get to work, and everythings fine for about 3 hours, then the BIG boss woman comes in, she's never happy with anything, so the new guy accidentally knocks one of the meat holders out of the warmer, and she starts yelling at a guy who's only been there 2 days, so i say "you know, it's not his fault blah blah " and she gives me the evil eye, but we ignore each other.
roll around to about 6pm, the idiot new manager comes in, he's TWO years younger than me, but is so high and mighty, blah blah, so then Joe comes in, he's a real good back country guy, not racist, not judgemental like most of the people there, and the other higher up manager says something because we arn't being fast enough apparently, and the young guy goes "you gotta be strict with those stupid people back there", meaning us all in the grill, Joe goes "WHAT THE F*** DID YOU SAY!?", and gets all worked up, and starts yelling and then we all get to arguing and finally Barbera yells "thats enough!", and things sorta calm down.
so i get to go home at 6:30, I have to wait until seven for a ride -_-.
I get home and Becca is crying and goes, "theres something you need to see", I got out, and there ALL over the yard, are abunch of cats, laying dead.
apparently, between 3-5, becca had went with the baby over to her grandparents, wich is about a 15 minute walk. our close nieghbor say the two hound x sheperd dogs in the yard, but they were just sniffing around he said.
so now, about 15 chickens, and 13 cats and 8 kittens are dead
they got Callie, Mace, Ginger,Grimlin,Grimlins kitten Tolkin,Hawk,Missbrat,Utah,Isengard,Figette, Mouse,Graylag(he had 3 legs), and worse of all, Maniac.
they also got Maniacs BRANDNEW kittens, didn't even eat them, it just looks like they slobbered them, 3 black and one tortie, Dizzy(9 months), callack(3 months),shorty(3 months), Ditto(3 months).
that leaves,Dakota,Brandy,Sicily,Graci,Grizzly,Pasta and Murmur.
4 males, 3 females, the remaining cats are so nervious, they didn't come out tonight to eat.
I feel so warn down, it's not funny, I know I have to be strong, but it's hard.
heres the day:, Bailey (my daughter) had been fussy from about 9pm last night, until about 4am this morning, so niether Becca or I got much sleep at all, so finally around 4:30 this morning, we get to sleep, the alarm goes off at 7:30, UGH.
so i drag myself out of bed, shave, then go out to start feeding the animals, the outside dogs are ALREADY worked up, I see on the edge of the woods, our nieghbors two hound x sheperds, great they're out again. they're eying up the duck pen (these dogs have killed ducks before, as well as chickens, and a couple cats), I shoo them off, and go about feeding, come to find that my late season momma ducks 2 day old ducklings have all DROWN in the pond, I don't know how, she's got one left, but it's gotten so cold out, I'm not sure it's gonna live.
so i scoop them out, and feed the ducks, the chickens, the cats,where I notice Maniac has had her kittens(been expecting her to pop for a few days).
so i feed the pig, and dogs and by then it's about 9am. So I go in the house, and make breakfast, the outside dogs are going off again, I go out, and there are those damned hound dogs again, this time I yell "JECK,OMEN, GET!", they know that means they better leave cause their owner kicks them *eyeroll* so they take off again.
I take a shower about 10am, and leave out of the house at 11am t go the the store to pick up some things, and get to work by 1pm.
Anyway, so i get to work, and everythings fine for about 3 hours, then the BIG boss woman comes in, she's never happy with anything, so the new guy accidentally knocks one of the meat holders out of the warmer, and she starts yelling at a guy who's only been there 2 days, so i say "you know, it's not his fault blah blah " and she gives me the evil eye, but we ignore each other.
roll around to about 6pm, the idiot new manager comes in, he's TWO years younger than me, but is so high and mighty, blah blah, so then Joe comes in, he's a real good back country guy, not racist, not judgemental like most of the people there, and the other higher up manager says something because we arn't being fast enough apparently, and the young guy goes "you gotta be strict with those stupid people back there", meaning us all in the grill, Joe goes "WHAT THE F*** DID YOU SAY!?", and gets all worked up, and starts yelling and then we all get to arguing and finally Barbera yells "thats enough!", and things sorta calm down.
so i get to go home at 6:30, I have to wait until seven for a ride -_-.
I get home and Becca is crying and goes, "theres something you need to see", I got out, and there ALL over the yard, are abunch of cats, laying dead.
apparently, between 3-5, becca had went with the baby over to her grandparents, wich is about a 15 minute walk. our close nieghbor say the two hound x sheperd dogs in the yard, but they were just sniffing around he said.
so now, about 15 chickens, and 13 cats and 8 kittens are dead
they got Callie, Mace, Ginger,Grimlin,Grimlins kitten Tolkin,Hawk,Missbrat,Utah,Isengard,Figette, Mouse,Graylag(he had 3 legs), and worse of all, Maniac.
they also got Maniacs BRANDNEW kittens, didn't even eat them, it just looks like they slobbered them, 3 black and one tortie, Dizzy(9 months), callack(3 months),shorty(3 months), Ditto(3 months).
that leaves,Dakota,Brandy,Sicily,Graci,Grizzly,Pasta and Murmur.
4 males, 3 females, the remaining cats are so nervious, they didn't come out tonight to eat.
I feel so warn down, it's not funny, I know I have to be strong, but it's hard.
