Woke up to my favorite, spoiled cat-Josh-projectile vomiting across the kitchen-I carried him as fast as I could to the bathroom so he would throw up on the vinyl floor and not the rug. This is what I call a "puke and poop" day. No water til 2:00--the emergency plumbers, with the prerequisite butt crack, were here at 8am to fix the well. Then Ellee comes up to my, Cochin chicken under her arm, blood running down her shirt and shorts, "mommy the chicken is bleeding!" At least the ducks are outside now--Joey and Xana finished off the pen with chicken wire-no ymmy ducks for the chicken hawks now!