GREAT NEWS!!!

Remember what gave me a headache last week?

This same neighbor family sat in front of us in church on Sunday, and at the end of Sacrament Meeting, the mother turned around and said with a smile, "We got our new baby." And I nodded graciously (because that's what bishops' wives do) and replied with a smile, "Yes, I heard her!"

The woman looked a bit puzzled, but we continued talking. Then she got an "ah ha" look in her eyes, and said, "Oh, did you mean the black chihuahua? That was my father in law's dog. She was just visiting. I really HATE yapyap dogs."

My smile suddenly became much more sincere and she promised to bring the new puppy over after church. It is a maltese-shitsu mix, six weeks old, and adorable as can be. And to my delight, it doesn't bark!

Life is good again.

Why I Have a Headache

So I was out in the backyard this evening, thinning peaches. It's not fun to yank half the fruit off of a tree, but I know from both book lernin' and sad experience that peach trees are overachievers; they set more fruit than they can ripen. So if I want large, sweet, juicy peaches in August, I must go out in June and remove at least one half to three-fifths of the little green fuzzballs.

It was a beautiful evening - one of those pleasant, calm, early summer evenings that must be spent out of doors. So I'm plucking away, and becoming more and more irritated by the minute. I couldn't figure out why. At first I thought that it was because Nathan was throwing fuzzy green projectiles at me. But then I stopped to think and realized that there was a strange, persistent, high pitched sound coming from the next door neighbor's yard. So I peeked over the fence, and this is what I saw.




I have no words to express how thrilled I am to have a yapyap dog for a neighbor. Will someone explain to me why my quiet, productive chickens are frowned upon by city ordinance, and this little noise-maker is sanctioned? Those neighbors are not getting any of my eggs, I can tell you that right now.