Abbey is 10 not 11. I'm trying to make all of us older than we are. Sorry, Abbey.
Lucky, the new baby deer, finally ate good today. I had been trying to get milk down him for the last couple of days. He would only take a little bit. Today he actually sucked 5 or 6 ounces of the milk recipe. He's calming down a little bit and I'm hoping to get him settled soon.
Sam and I went to get a large animal carrier and came home with a kitten. He's beautiful and his name is Tiger. The whole household is mad. NO MORE ANIMALS!! YOU CANNOT CONTINUE TO DO THIS!!! Sam is the one who wanted him. Ms Mae gave it to him and on the way home the kitten would not stop meowing. Finally Sam said, "make that cat shut up." I told him that he would as soon as we got home. When we got almost to the house, he said, "I don't want him. Give him to Ms Debra. He makes too much noise." Right now he's curled up in a basket in the sun room. Even Magic doesn't want him. WHAT TO DO; WHAT TO DO!!!
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