Loss Of A Duckling, Etc.

Last night some predator took my one Blue Swedish duckling who was actually my favorite of the peepers. She was in fact the only one I had given a name, Elsa. There is a slight low spot in the dirt by the back fence where she was taken, same as the little Runner duck. All that was left of wee Elsa was one leg where the varmint was dragging her under the fence and her foot caught in between the slats. I'm guessing it's probably just a cat but  later today I'll pack all the gaps with a few bags of topsoil and toss a few fresh dog turds over the fence  to hopefully deter any more unwanted critter visits. Dog poop should ward off  cats and just to repel any less domesticated vermin like raccoons or opossums I'll "Redneck treat" the fence with my own urine. Yes, it sounds gross to city folk but anyone who has spent time in the woods knows most wild animals will shy away from that particular odor.

As I may have mentioned before Vlad, my boy dog is terribly sensitive to fleas. Before he passed away my dad told me his Boston Terrier is also and someone told him AVON Skin So Soft  made her butt feel better and she quit chewing it raw. Yesterday while checking the sales groups on Face Book lo and behold was a lady selling AVON products. I'm to meet her shortly to order 2 bottles. I'll keep y'all posted on how well it works on "dog raw butt".

Also yesterday I talked with my friend, Lisa about getting my realtor's license. Tuesday I'm planning to go get enrolled and embark on my new career. It's not going to be cheap, though. All told it'll cost close to $1000.00 (American). For a minute I thought, "Can I afford to gamble a grand?" Then I thought, "Can I not afford to invest a grand?"  That's how I have to look at this. Not as a gamble, inferring that I can fail but as an investment where with work I cannot fail. Once I get my license I'll get some cards printed up. Everybody I meet will be greeted with, "Hey! Want to buy a house?"
If they say they have one I'll ask, "Want to sell it?"
One of my 2 friends at work, Robert said people will start calling me "that obnoxious bastard that sells houses". I said, "Yeah. That sells houses!"
Please wish me blessings on this endeavor as I can't keep doing manual labor 40 hours a week forever and if you're ever looking for a home in the Rankin County Mississippi area be sure to look me up!