Cone Head...

Well,

Today was the day of procuring Bogart's collar. Rhubarb calls it his satelitte dish that can pick up numerous Xm, fm and am stations.

After a tick 'incident' that just wouldn't heal, the Schmoeg was taken into the vet's, where they prescribed antibiotics and a locally administered cortisone shot. Well, after a week of that doing literally nothing, I've resorted to closing him in in plastic for his own good.
The collar that the vet's office gave me was obviously for a small DOG, seeing as it was called a BUSTER collar, so that needed some definite tampering with; duct tape and scissors. The finished result is that of beauty. As pictured above...he is not a black furry vampire, but an unamused yawning toady. But, on a positive note, his scab is finally starting to actually scab, and his walk/waddle has a certain Elvis like distinction to it.

Speaking of worms...
Rhubarb purchased a small clan of Red Worms at the Saturday Market in Grants Pass. Scheming of having thousands right away...he settled with a dozen or so, that by December...as he puts it..."I'll have maybe 10,ooo by Christmas." Definitely a Christmas present I hadn't anticipated! :)
But until the time is right for them to make their home in the great wide open of our garden, they are being housed in a small blue tub in Rhubarb's office...in the house.

Dinner this evening on the farm:
-Fresh Cauliflower...steamed
-Fresh Bok Choy...sauteed
-Fresh Turnips...sliced
-Feta Cheese...crumbled
and maybe a boiled egg or two.
-Tossed over fresh greens, and eaten in salad form.

That's all for now on Goonie Rhubarb Farm.

CIAO

Goonie