Thursday, May 26, 2011
Close to Nowhere
Green Acres is the place to be!
“farm living is the life for me...”
• First, let me say I did not like the TV show “Green Acres.” Got on my nerves then and gets on my nerves worse now!
However (isn’t there always a however or but), I may have to hang a “Green Acres” sign at the top of the driveway.
We’ve always had animals, even when we lived in Memphis, Tenn. We had dogs and cats. You know, regular animals.
My grandchildren are so fortunate to have found themselves some extraordinary “adopted” grandparents. Sonny and Marion Pryor, whom I’ve written about many times, have perhaps the biggest hearts I’ve ever seen.
Sunday after church, as we celebrated youngest granddaughter’s birthday at TWW (Time Well Wasted) I got to hear the entire story about how Remy came to have rabbits for her birthday.
Seems like someone Marion knew had extra rabbits and would keep them until Marion needed them. I can’t remember the whole story, as I was eating grilled hot dogs at the time and was a lot more interested in that.
Wednesday night, Remy’s “real” birthday (she was finally 13 — she’s waited forever to be a “real” teenager), Nana and Papa drove down our driveway and made a hit and run delivery. I didn’t even know they’d been there until girls came straggling in the house carrying bunny rabbits!
Nana found the rabbits, Papa built a hutch and they brought all of it and set it up in daughter Dana’s front yard — right next to the chickens and coop that had been delivered for oldest granddaughter Mere’s birthday last month.
Mere had always wanted chickens. Remy has always wanted a rabbit.
We now have Donkee (my donkey that came from Sonny and Marion); Prince Charming and his two feathery “ladies,” who deliver eggs faithfully every morning; and now, Frito (the boy bunny) and Freda (the girl bunny). That’s along with assorted horses, dogs and cats.
Let me hasten to say here — I don’t want a pig of any sort! I remember a pig running around on “Green Acres,” and they can keep it! Although, my late cousin Carolyn had a Vietnamese pot-bellied pig that was really cute.
• My sister Jackie lives in the bootheel of Missouri — too close for comfort to the levy/dam at Cairo, Ill., that was blown up for flood control. I’m not sure how close Joplin, Mo., is to Aniston, Mo., but it took me forever to get her on the phone the other day.
She’s OK. No damage or injuries in her area.
Add Missouri to our Mississippi prayers...
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