Sadness

A cloud of sadness has passed over our camp today. Farm life, even as small as ours can be tough sometimes. Hard physically and hard on the heart. Regardless if it is a fish, frog, dog, cat, rabbit, chick, or even a hermit crab the loss of life means something here. Without question the Jensen-Bese camp loves their pets. After raising a pet for a good period of time, the idea of "life is fragile" gets thrown out the window with the everyday regiment of interaction, feedings, and cleaning up after them. But when one goes... A reset of reality sets in. Sadness that its gone from your life. Removed. Never again will you feed or fulfill the needs for that little life you got so accustom too. So last night we lost "Little Goat" to a varmint attack. For what ever reason she was in the chicken coop instead of the barn with Norman and Chewy. It must have been a heck of a struggle. Inside the coop looks like a bar fight happened. Everything was over turned and moved around. Feathers every where, and leading out the door and down to the fence by the creek where I found her remains. I can tell you it was a somber walk up the the barn tonight to feed Norman and Chewy and see them come a running with Little Goat not in tow. But spring is around the corner, that will give us time to fortify the coop for some new baby Chicks when they arrive. RIP Little Goat!

Parks pottery

So Park's grandma (Eric's mom) has totally hooked Parker up with a Pottery class. Every Tuesday She picks Parks up from school and takes him. It"s really paid off. His work is fantastic. He has a locker that he told me he has several more projects under construction in it and will be completed soon. My favorite right now is his rice bowl with cut out for the chop sticks. More Parks more!

Snow pictures

We wanted to share these images. The picture of my truck with all the tore up tracks was two hours of Shan and I trying to just turn it around in case there was school next morning. Bad idea, not my most brilliant idea. It got stuck big time. Even the Alaska girl couldn't get it going. We finally used the land-cruiser to pull it back out of the way. Shan and I laughed hard. Had to have a few beers while trying to dig it out, and over-analyze the situation. It was kinda fun. Chewy had to put it in four wheel to get to the gate, and of course we had a snowman that was a ball man. Everything looks so cool with the new snow, the creek, pick nick table, the lights reflecting off the snow at night, and the fresh snow makes for a great cozy for our beers, makes all things look amazing.

Snow days

Finally after years of being teased by mother nature with just a few snow flakes, we got the mother load of snow. Of course the boys couldn't get enough of it. Snowball fights, wrestling, trampoline, four snowman, playing with Jet, and a long walk to Rockin Rogers. No school last Thursday, Friday and Monday gave the boy's five days of snow fun.

Jet's Turn

Ok, so we haven't posted anything about the Jetsters for a while so it's time. Wish I could say he's been a good boy and hasn't been in trouble but that's simply not the case. He is still as naughty as ever, but I think he is learning how to manage his indiscretions better. As he has gotten older he sleeps a lot more and watches more TV. He likes the Bachelor, Survivor, and always any dog show he can get his paws on. He's put on a few more pounds, and snores more. If he could talk I think he would say "I'm not as Bad as I once was... But I'm as Bad once, as I ever was." He still has his Hyper Speed when he escapes, but just not as far. Regardless if he's in the dog house or being that sweet boy he can be, right now he's probably getting into the garbage!