Guess he got over the shame of the ugly collar and was out...greeting me at the front door this morning. He just has this misguided idea that he needs to be able to guard not only this place but the neighbors on both sides. He never really goes anywhere but these three places. The three places together cover 10 acres....guess he thinks that's his space. But - fence charger should be here today. No idea when I'll be able to actually get it operational. I can't leave the house for more than 5 minutes at a time...
I'm going to go ahead and let them send out hospice. If for nothing more than some new ideas on how to make things easier for mom. She had the worst day ever yesterday. Tried to go pee in the trashcan under the kitchen cabinet. Tried to pull her pants down before sitting on the sofa.

I keep the alarm set on her door so that I hear when they come out of their room...but if the door doesn't get shut back it won't alarm. I obviously slept through an alarm somewhere around 4 - 4:30 this morning. I can guestimate the time because I was up at 3:30 with dad and when I got up at 5:30 there was new evidence that she had rummaged through the kitchen drawers and left kitchen implements on the counter top. She had taken the tasseled curtain tie-back off the curtain and twisted it and twisted it until it is misshapen and ruined. I found a hoodie that I had left hanging by the front door on the dining room table with the only knife that I missed putting away left on top of it. Thankfully, it wasn't a pointy knife...it was more like a butter knife...or I might have had a shredded jacket this morning.
Late last night dad started yelling that he couldn't sleep in the bed. DH and I went out and found him tossing all the blankets on the floor. The bed was full of potato chips... I told him he couldn't bring food into the bed and he blew up at me..."I did NOT bring food in the bed" ...he was PISSED. So was I. What is particularly frustrating is that all communication with him was done with me writing and him yelling, lol. I wrote that the potato chip crumbs were in the bed - on his side - and I showed him some. Well, his tune changed totally...he was sorry, he'll never do it again. DH and I brushed the crumbs out and re-made the bed. Went out this morning dad only had a sheet, mom had one blanket and the other one was on the floor - along with her diaper.
I hate this disease! So unfair.
Not going to be able to do any Christmas family stuff so I'm gonna try to find a few things online to send to the grandkids and then hopefully have a belated celebration in a few months.
I need to get out and move some of the quail around. I've got two different age groups of quail and a group of baby chicks in the brooder (which I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE). The oldest bunch of quail are probably ready to be moved outside. But, I need to start lowering the heat on them to get them adjusted to a lower temp.
Been thinking of a way I can keep the pigs from trying to steal the goats feed. It usually isn't a problem when I can feed all the animals at one time, because the pigs will munch on their feed and the goats will munch on theirs and will be finished before the pigs. Now - with not being able to get out and get everything done at one time, its more of a challenge. Right now I'm not loving being a pig owner.