No Lambs. No Internet. Nerves Fraying.

Still no Internet service at the house.  A hopeful sign this morning was spotting the Fairpoint truck on my road.  They've got two more days before I start paring a week off my monthly bill.  Freyda continues to look imminent - I wouldn't have guess that her udder could get larger, but that bad-boy is HUGE.  It looks like she will go first, with her mother a close second.  And, since they are forecasting a nor'easter starting this evening, my guess is that she will have them tomorrow in the 12 inches of snow they are calling for.  I finished the second lamb sweater this morning -- let's hope she doesn't have triplets!

Last night I came home to find that someone had eaten about a 2 foot by 2 inch portion of carpeting fiber.  After doing a thorough search (during which I discovered all my missing pens) I had to figure that Bernie, my weird, nutty dog, had eaten the whole thing.  During the next two and a half hours, I was back and forth on the phone with the vet's emergency service and squirting hydrogen peroxide down her gullet.  I have never known a dog who could resist tossing her cookies for so long.  Eventually, the whole soggy mess came up.  I figure there was an orange-sized clump of carpeting fiber in her tummy.  That would have been pretty darn awful had it worked its way through her system.  Now we are just keeping a close eye on her.  Since I figured that she did the damage out of pure angst -- her compadre has been kept in his crate while I'm gone (aka, Mr. Peebody) -- he is now free to roam with his belly band.  Honestly -- I'm afraid to ask what's next.

If, by some miracle, my Internet service is back up tonight, I will download the pix I have taken of the QE2s.  Right now, I am very happy to be in the safe normalcy of my office.  I doubt anyone here will eat the carpet.