Oh dear, I have had practically nothing to share lately. No new recipes, no new concoctions of herbs, or even anything remotely exciting. Unless you count the night that King proudly brought in a dead, flattened mouse. Two girls went ballistic and screamed for me (or their Dad who conveniently ignored them) to come rescue them. I found one daughter holding one puppy, and one holding the other and both screaming and pointing to the dead mouse. I removed it of course, even while they were screaming at me while doing it. I had gloves on, but they still couldn't watch. I told them when they grow up and have kids, they'll be able to do almost anything without gagging. P uppy nap time - Zuri with her head on top of King. They both are growing so fast already. King still thinks he's a lap dog, so this will be interesting. Kin g has learned "speak" already. He's been easy to train in th at department. He's v...