Born Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Died Sunday, November 4, 2007
May his little soul rest in peace. I thank him for sharing what little time he had with me.
Who or What is She?
- She calls herself Lauren but is also known as Mom, Gramma, Lar, and, once upon a time, Peach.
An ex-suburbanite who moved to the wilds of the Sonoran Desert and decided to raise fiber animals, fowl creatures, 3 halflings, and one pint-sized farmer without a clue as to how. Join Lauren as she learns how to file alpaca teeth, shear a horny goat, raise 3 teenagers and 1 grandchild while cooking dinner and doing the laundry with her other six arms.
Categories
- All Matters Verbivorous and Grammatical
- Alpaca
- Ambition
- Angora Rabbit
- Animal Rescue
- Books
- Career
- Chickens
- Contests
- David the Husband
- David the Teenager
- Ducks
- Dyeing
- Family
- Farmin' is the Life for Me
- Film
- Food and Drink
- Gardening
- Gift Giving
- Goats
- Health or the Lack Thereof
- Holidays
- Horror
- Horses
- Housepets
- Jessica
- Knitting
- Lauren's Many Moods
- llamas
- Love
- Offbeat News
- Poetry
- Politics
- Recipes
- Religion
- Robert
- Scottsdale
- Shearing
- Sheep
- Sonoran Desert
- Spinning
- Sports
- Television
- The Pint-Sized Farmer
- Travel
- Turkeys
- Weather
- Web/Tech
- Weblogs
Rancho Laurena
The Pretending to Farm Store
Sonoran Desert Plants
Sonoran Desert Scenery
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Comments
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I am so sorry ... they are always such happy little guys. I am never prepared for them to go so young.
Posted by: Meg | November 04, 2007 at 06:16 PM
Thank you for sharing him with us, and for honouring his life and death as you did.
Sally
Posted by: Sally | November 04, 2007 at 08:38 PM
I don't know how you handle it. I've had all the sadness I can take this year, and it hasn't gone away yet.
Posted by: Michelle | November 05, 2007 at 02:25 PM
my heart hurts for you. Nature is SO cruel. Why did that poor little chicken have to die? At least it was in safe place. I saw Bella playing with something the other day and when I looked closer, it was a little tiny mouse. It was injured and Bella was tossing it about and pawing at it. One of the things I want cats and dogs for is to keep the rodent population down ~ but I don't want to SEE it! I felt so horrible. Poor little mouse. It never hurt anyone. I often ask God why nature is so cruel and his creatures have to suffer so...
He hasn't answered
Posted by: Nancy K. | November 06, 2007 at 04:19 PM