Samson's booboo

This picture was taken when I got to the farm Friday (the 5th). His wound was 5 days old at this point. It doesn't look quite as gruesome now, but it's still not pretty.

Already in the second half of August?!

It just can't be this late in the year already. Only 2 weeks from Labor Day. Wow.

Went to Denver for a conference and was able to catch up with a few folks which was awesome! The conference could have been worse. The rooms were freezing! But, isn't that always the way it is?

Samson got a serious booboo the night before I left. Apparently he was tearing through the yard (at the farm) at 100 miles per hour and took a turn too tight - ripped himself open on the edge of a fence panel. He managed to bend the panel and tip the post a little. He must really have been going fast. He had to get a lot of stitches and is lucky to be alive. He was totally acting like himself by the time I got back to the farm almost a week later. He still has ugly blue stitches all over his side (must be real heavy duty since they are still there after the 2 weeks they supposedly would last), and a bald-ish patch that is still growing back hair. I suspect he's going to have a funky scar for the rest of his life. I guess it just adds to his character - makes him look tough or something.

I have been packing. Slowly but surely I am getting ready to move to Lincoln. Still working on house stuff, but come hell or high water, I am moving in September whether to a house or an apartment. I definitely will let you know when I know.

I know that it is getting late and I still need to eat and relax (today was incredibly stressful). So my sad attempt at getting this up to date will have to be what it is. Someday I will have more extra minutes to write here more often...but I think I say that a lot and it has yet to happen.