Down she goes ~ Dogs ~ Family

Sometime during my illness, a swift wind or storm came through our area.  More of the "big barn" came tumbling down, including a large beam.  Just sharing today's biggest news discovery, ha ha!  We still plan to get inside the other half and cut beams into firewood.  We haven't found anyone to tear it down that has not wanted a hefty fee, so it's our life-long project.
  

Here is one of my very few photos from Christmas day.  My oldest "Army" daughter brought her dog Mia (not in the photo), and her fostered dog Letty (the German Shepherd).  You can see King and her got along very well.  In fact, Letty favored our "vet tech" daughter from the get-go.  She gave Letty a toy and they instantly bonded.  Letty kept getting up and curling up with her.  She never once barked, growled or showed any aggression whatsoever.  She loves toys and loved to get attention.  She is a pretty good dog.  I joked I'd trade our "pups" with her for a day to get some more behavioral training, and oldest said no way, ha ha!  I'd take Letty in a heart beat.  I just can't take any more dogs (or animals for that matter).  Unless I won the lottery.

If you didn't hear the entire story, our oldest daughter saw this dog in a "kill" shelter. Someone saw her running loose, and they picked her up.  Daughter rescued her, and is fostering her to find the right family to adopt her.  However, each family that said they'd take her, has failed to show up when they said they would.  I have a feeling, daughter just got herself another dog, ha ha!  Letty really is a good dog.  I just wish I could take her.  

Firewood.  If I haven't shared this yet, I need to.  While I was in the hospital, and Hubby was racing from work to hospital to home, he became very very tired.  He took off so many days without pay, stressing himself even more, after being at the hospital and not getting answers and seeing me go days without food and water.......

His family, however, somehow knew we needed help.  I am Hubby's only firewood, splitter, stacker, helper.  The girls are either busy or too young yet.  Without me, he can't chainsaw trees (it's our safety rule, no one by themselves).  Although he said he would, he did not cut wood by himself.  The awesome news, is that his family - a group of 5 guys and boys, all showed up on their own.  

Hubby came home to check on the wood stove, make sure groceries were in supply, and to check on barn animals.  He was stressed beyond belief and sleep deprived.  When he pulled in, he found those 5 men and boys cutting wood, loading it to a truck, and others in our "wood barn" running the splitter and stacking it.  This entire moment still brings tears to my eyes, from their enormous generosity.  They even stacked wood on the porch and brought some inside.  I have yet to see them all in person to thank them, and I know I'll break down in tears.  They did the most awesome thing they could for us.