unfortunately my camera battery died, so i was unable to take pictures once we got to the city, but i did get some quality farm pictures. jesse made melissa and i some ridiculous omelets, ingredients fresh from the gardens. except the eggs. the chickens aren’t that productive. it was delicious. i was able to pack and shower, hang washed laundry on the line to dry and have a leisurely afternoon.
we packed the rest of my stuff into the subaru as it wouldn’t fit in el fuego. the drive was just fine until about 45 minutes in when poor mingus’ motion sickness set in. she peed when i finally was able to grab her and get her in her crate. then she pooed out of anxiety. THEN she puked when the motion sickness set in. she was hyperventilating and madly scratching to get out of her crate. it was hard to watch, but i knew it might be too much to try to drug her. we arrived, finally after what seemed like hours next to such stink. mingus immediately tore through the dinner my roommates and their significant others were having, into abigail and ted’s room. ‘oh it’s fine’ abigail said. ‘um. she’s covered in pee and puke, so i’m gonna grab her.’ while calling ‘so sorry to upset your dinner’ over my shoulder. poor mingus. it was a hard trip.
but now we’re here and she’s exploring and is presently hiding in abigail’s closet. she spent the first day recovering under my dresser, and now she’s restored to her former sassiness.
No comments:
Post a Comment