Daisy the Dunder Dog

First, a vocabulary lesson. The word "dunder" is actually a noun meaning "the thick lees from boiled sugar-cane juice used in the distillation of rum." It's origin: 1785–95; carries an alternate meaning "to overflow." However, according to UrbanDictionary.com it can be used with the noun "heed" as such: "dunder heed: scottish slang to describe some one who's intelligence is below average."

Hence, the title of this post, "Daisy the Dunder Dog."

Pop says he has never met two dogs of less intelligence than Daisy and Huck...well, that isn't exactly the way Pop says it...but anyway...

Among other annoying habits that intelligent dogs would not be a party to, Daisy has developed an attraction of sorts to chickens...specifically the chickens across the road at our neighbors' farm. She hasn't been found to harm the chickens but she has a record now of transporting the chickens (via her mouth) from the Spice Family Farm to Four Sisters Farm. No one is happy about this chicken thing Daisy has...the Spice Family is not happy, the residents at Four Sisters Farm are not happy; and I can tell you for certain that the chickens are NOT happy!

Now...why is Grammy blogging about this...well, let me tell you the story...

One stormy morning just recently, Farm Chick and the Cowboys were gone for breakfast with friends, Pop and EJ were at work and I was here working on the seemingly endless task of settling in after our move when I heard Daisy barking and a commotion that seemed to warrant some attention. I found some of the Spice Family members at the end of the drive with Daisy and went to see what was going on...you guessed...Daisy had been caught red-handed with one of the neighbor's chickens...again. After a conversation assuring Mrs. Spice that EJ and Farm Chick are working on a solution to prevent chicken-napping, I returned Daisy to her tethered leash and noticed that the storm that had just blown through had broken some lawn furniture and moved other things. I began cleaning up and hosing off leaves, etc. from the house and furniture when another wave of the storm came through and caught me in the backyard...of course with the back door locked since I had exited from the front...all this to say that I was so much less than pleased with the commotion Daisy the Dunder Dog had created that put me out in the weather.


A wet, bedraggled, and irritated Grammy says, "Daisy! You are a 'dunder heed!' Leave the chickens alone!"

Perfect

Perfect for my country/chicken kind of kitchen! It even has the same color theme! This sign was a gift from my country neighbors. They live 4+ miles from here. The saying makes me smile. I am hopeful we will have a harvest to share very soon! EJ needs to do a post about his latest garden developments. Things are getting exciting!

I should mention that my girlfriend's husband is actually the one who picked this out for me. I have the best girlfriends and I'll tell you what...they come with some pretty amazing men!

You know you live in the country when...

Your neighbor calls to ask if you want to come meet a newborn baby goat. Yes, please! The boys and I were fascinated. It was amazing to watch this little one try to get up and walk.

Speaking of the neighbors....this fancy baby goat (what are they called as babies?) belongs to our neighbors to the south, the Spice Family. We have had so much fun getting to know them. They have 5 children and they homeschool. They grow a gorgeous garden each year and even sell their tasty tomatoes at a farmer's market. We have a lot to learn from them! I told them the other night that what we lack in knowledge we make up in enthusiasm. I think after hearing a few of EJ's stories they agree!

You know you live in the country when...

You find your neighbors run away donkey in your back yard. Meet Leroy.