RIP Whebo

I don't know if I mentioned it before, but I am the owner of a flock of chickens, and of course one of the daily chores of owning them is opening the coop and giving them water every
day. well, the weather has been very warm lately, and as you can imagine, it gets quite hot in a coop with 8 chickens in it.
well, we were very late opening the coop because we were doing last minute packing for camp... but that's another post.
anyway, I went out to open the coop, figuring better late then never, right? well, I open the coop, and there, laying on the litter, was the biggest chicken in there, whebo, dead right outside the nesting box. It looked like she had keeled over right as soon as she got out. we still have on chicken that is recovering... Rip whebo.

Wow, that was a long time.

 I have not posted in like for ever, and I  don't like it. Man, kid life is tough exciting! I'm stuck with so much stuff on my schedule that I don't have time for this thing. what am I going to do! I love having this blog, but I love doing all the stuff that I normally do. My posts are so short. How do you big-time bloggers do it?!? 

I'm sick,and I don't like it.

My sister, Kitty, has been sick with a stomach virus for the last 2 days, and she just got over it today. Last night she took a shower, and I changed her sheets and blankets and pillow and pillowcase so she would not have any contact with virus-laden things while she was recovering from her illness. Last night, when we went to bed, my stomach started to cramp and burn just like Kitty's. I briefly dozed for about twenty minuets, then my stomach began to bubble and groan. I tried to ignore it, but it was like an elephant in the kitchen, it was just to big to ignore. I then felt a large wave of nausea and immediately jumped on top of Kitty, who was sleeping in my room for the night, and vomited into the bucket that was put in my room for Kitty, not me. I felt better after I vomited, but my stomach soon began to cramp again. And the cycle continued all night. after a while, I did not have anything left to throw up, so it was like gagging, but it was more like puking. And now, here I am, sick as a dog with a virus that I received from taking care of Kitty. Ugg! Why is it that whenever I try to help someone who is sick, I always get the same illness, only it feels like 10 times worse?!?