yesterday was one hell of a night when G got the babies to the farm. It was like this huge thing we had waited for this whole time. It was like finally we were starting something we knew nothing about, kind of like marriage, first day of school, you could think of a couple of things that you would try out as a first time.
6.30pm, the radiator gets a problem, we stop at a petrol station to see that we get it fixed. It gets better for a while but the babies are still waiting at the shop. The owner of the shop says he has to leave at 7pm. We start panicking a bit but not quite because we know its just a distance away. When we got to the round about, we realised we dint know where the shop was and started asking but luckily with all the uncertainty, we got there.
They were yellow, cute, precious and so sweet but 7 of them couldn't make it because they were tired of waiting. So we took our 293 yellow feathery babies away. I had to drop off for further duties but G had to go through the annoying traffic jam, deal with the annoying radiator and drive to a far place that would be the new home of the babies.
Through all the hustle, 290 babies are now smiling, running around and screaming this morning. Thanks to G who had to suffer and hustle to get the babies safe to their new home. Thanks be to the one and only God who will see us through it all. Well done little ones
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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- Phoebe
- enjoying the good times in life and totally ignoring the stress factors...okay trying to ignore them. I am proud to be a black woman and the fact that i mentioned the colour does not mean am racist but just means i recognise who i am. I love God, my boo, my family, my friends and many other little things that are connected to living with these categories of people. That doesn't mean i do not like making friends. I do and i love writing thus blogging.