We have been well settled and adjusted to life on Quebec Street.... Yes, there has been a lot of changes. But that is the way it goes I suppose.
Sure there have been sleep issues and cranki-ness, but Shelly was usually like that anyway...
Molly is hanging in there like a champ - She has pulled a few great sleep sessions, eating well, not too fussy. All in all it is probably pretty normal 5 week old behaviour.
One of the biggest adjustment is all of the extra "stuff" around the house. We have and incredible amount of clothes, blankets, onezies, and the like = It would seem like were raising a brood like the Octo-Mom or Kate Plus 8 does - But alas, it is just Molly and she has drapery that is outlandish. While saying that, 95% of it has been gifted or donated, so we are very thankfully to the generousity of our friends/co-workers/relatives who are so thoughtful. But WOW!
Deer hunting ended this past Sunday. I was shamefully skunked. This past Tuesday I turned on a doe that was about 20 feet away from me and through some trees. We locked eyes for 20 - 30 seconds.... Its innocent looks had no effect on my decission to pull the trigger of the Mossberg 930. As I raised the gun, it unbelievably stood still... I fired and missed. I fired again, and missed again. Shame.
Periodically I went out again through the week. There were no sightings. On Saturday and Sunday morning I went out with Bill, Ted, and Larry. We hit an area hard, only to be let down even harder with no sightings. Larry and I would go out once more on Sunday night.
Just before 5:00 I heard rustling in the bushes 110 yards across the field. 10 minutes later, a nice buck ambled out in the open. It was pretty far away, but walking towards me. It was sniffing the air and I raised my gun. The flourescent bead was fixed on my target. It plodded more slowly, but still in my general direction. My heart was racing a bit, but nothing to great because of my overall fitness and superb cardio-vascular stamina. In haste, I took my shot. Another miss. The buck was gone. Deer hunting season is done.
Well after a very busy weekend Molly and I were very tired so we hit the couch for a bit of a rest. She doesn't eat meat yet anyway...