Alarm goes off at 5:40am to wake Nathan up. Roll over to wake Nathan up. Make Nathan get up out of bed. Go back to sleep for a few hours. Get up around 9, go into the kitchen to do the dishes. Putter around, FaceBook, return e-mails, get a late brekky and get ready to go out to grocery shop. Go to open the door to find that I've got mail from UFV (asses) to celebrate that I've been accepted into their program (thanks, but no thanks...please see previous comment of 'asses'). Go over to the house to tell Mom that I got in to UFV, too (still waiting to hear from SFU *fingers crossed!!*). No mom in house. Ask Kim (contractor fella) where she is. 'She said something about an alpaca being down.' Oh boy. Go out to the barn. Yup, alpaca down. But not just ANY alpaca, it's Toaster, the brave little alpaca that broke her leg about a year and a half ago. She'd gotten down in the mud and couldn't get herself out. So Mom and I take her into the new bathroom in the back of the house (much to protestations from Brant...who ingratiated himself with kind words like 'Shut up, Shannon' when I told the dogs to get away from the freaked out, nearly dead alpaca. Yeah, he's a winner.) and set about to getting her warm and cleaned off. In short, took a few hours (and a *cough* bad hair cut *cough*) but in the end she was a very happy, grateful Toaster.
Yup...typical Monday.
Brave Little Toaster with her really bad hair cut...sorry Toaster!
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