DNA Tests and spring

A note again on the polygamy- stolen children thing. They now believe a 30 something year old woman made the distress call. Yet they continue to pursue separating the children from their families. They are doing DNA testing- at an incredible cost to the taxpayers I may add, on all the children. So who cares who fathered who if there is no abuse? Prove or at least have a good suspicion of abuse then DNA test those children only.

Too bad we can't order DNA testing of all the acquaintences of the 15 year old with a child on welfare who claims she doesn't know who the father is. We might find some abuse there or at least a father who needs to pay child support.

DNA testing and results take time- its not like crime shows on TV. There are many important crimes waiting to be solved because of a DNA testing backlog across the country. I cannot believe we or Texas anyway, is still proceeding with this witch hunt.

On a lighter note

Our beautiful string of almost summer like weather has ended. It’s nice in away but it has made many things flower that now may be injured by the coming cold. I almost welcome cooler weather as the warm muggy stuff makes the hard spring work not as appealing.

I have a new granddaughter, probably the last grand child. Shaan had Alicia Grace just a month before her 40th birthday. It is her second child, the older one is 15, and she had her tubes tied. Alicia is beautiful, healthy, and normal and the first child for her proud papa. It takes brave parents to begin raising a child when they are 40, if I had done that I would have a teenager at home now and I don’t think I could handle it. Except if it was a teen age boy he sure could be a help right now. Whoops that’s sexist. Any teen could be a help right now. Our grandkids are all too far away to help us.

I was worming cocker spaniel puppies today 5 little black girls and one blond girl and one blond boy. The black ones are so much alike it’s hard to tell them apart. One we call Dora the explorer has managed to climb over every barrier we have made between the puppy room and the living room that her mom could still jump over.

I have tried to distinguish her from the rest so when they all become equally active I will be able to identify the smart one. But so far it’s been hard. A ribbon was promptly removed by her sisters. The inside of her ears is too black for a marker to show. Trimming some hair on her foot doesn’t make enough of a marker. I am thinking about trying to find a white marker.

Hay has gone up to $7.00 a bale at the feed store. The grass is growing but the problem is the sheep eat it as soon as it grows. We had to mow the yard yesterday, it is a shame that the sheep can’t eat it. The east pasture still hasn’t had the fence fixed, we are stuck on getting the new dog kennel done. That has proved to be a nightmare. Putting up the kit kennels is bad enough but tearing up the old stuff is worse.

I love spring but it seems to pass in a whirl wind of activity. I am so busy it’s a wonder I have time to blog. I keep saying that once all the projects are done I’ll have a spring where I can just poke around in the flower beds. I don’t know if that will ever happen but its nice to imagine.