The Barn Cast & Crew – Daisy Doodle AKA The Wonder Lab

20170919_174852 (1)A few years ago, one of my friends who breeds amazing labs (look up Hawgback Labradors on Facebook) called upon me to dog sit a very pregnant dog while they were out of state.  It was most likely that she would have her litter during her visit with me. Keep in mind that I had never helped birth anything before in my life.  I’m not a vet, and I don’t even play one on tv.

They dropped Spooky off on a Saturday.  The following afternoon she was on the couch (this was unheard of at that time but she was a guest) and she jumped up and there was something on the couch.  It was a puppy.  No joke.  I put her in her delivery box and stayed up with her all night.  We delivered nine healthy and beautiful pups.  My whole house stunk.  But, I was in love.  I declared myself an auntie.

Spooky & The Litter I Helped Deliver

Recently we went to our friends’ house to help out with some minor things.  They announced that they had the perfect puppy for us and they weren’t taking no for an answer.  It only took one look for me to fall in love.  And, when I learned that Spooky was the mama of this pup, it was decided.

I did ask that they name her.  They chose Daisy.  It didn’t take long before I added Doodle to it.  I’m not sure why.   It just worked for me.





FB_IMG_1506022116717So, we’ve increased The Barn by four feet.  Let’s pray I survive the chewing and potty training phase.


The Barn Cast & Crew – Dinky The Fierce


I am an animal lover.  It’s no secret that it’s hard for me to resist the critters.  Well, the tame critters, not the wild ones around my house.

Last summer, an employee at my day job came running into the office stating that she could hear kittens somewhere in her truck.  After tracking down the sound to the underside of the truck. we removed the spare tire and found 3 female kittens in it.  It only took one look at them for me to ask if she was looking for homes for them.  She was.  You guessed it, I brought home a kitten that day.

Dinky The Fierce

Now Dinky The Fierce is all grown up.  She’s such a tiny cat but she makes up for it with a big personality.  I often joke that , like me, she’s bipolar.  Days on end I pretty much only see her hanging out on the beams of The Boy’s loft bedroom that overlooks the living room.  Then, suddenly, she will be all over me and purring.

DTF on her normal perch


The Hubby is not fond of her.  He’s not a big fan of cats.  The Boy loves her but she rarely lets him pet her and she hates for anyone to actually hold her.  Everything, like a lot of cats, is on her terms.

She hates everyone but me, and most days she’s not that fond of me.  It doesn’t matter.20170212_173941

I love her anyways.

On The Bright Side, I’m Not Addicted to Cocaine WIP Wednesday 09.20.2017

Got your attention, didn’t I?

My husband would tell you that I am a hoarder.  I have argued in the past that I am not a hoarder.  I have hoarding potential.

Reality tells me otherwise.  I have hundreds of recipes . . . some I’ve never used.  I have thousands of crochet patterns.  There is more yarn than currently needed at my house, although this isn’t out of hand yet.  Tucked away here and there in The Barn you will find ideas, pieces of partially finished projects and accessories to hobbies I don’t practice.  You see, I like to collect these things.  But, getting my short attention span to  last long enough to actually DO things is way harder than collecting inspiration and doodads.



WIP Wednesday seems to be a common crafter/artist denominator.  Not only would this help me share what I’m doing but will force me to be accountable.

Along with River’s third blanket, I have started a new project.  Miranda (Chicken Little) is the granddaughter of a friend.  She LOVES chickens.  The real kind.

In an effort to encourage her to sleep in her own room, my friend asked if I could crochet a chicken for her.  After having my dear friend look at chicken amigurumi, she picked one out . . . in a foreign language.  And, after translated, I still couldn’t figure out how to order the pattern.  Plus, I HATE to pay for patterns.

The inspiration fairy came and with some other photos and the basic idea of the shape of the chicken, I grabbed some yarn that I already have and have started the Little Chicken. My goal is to complete it within 3 WIP Wednesdays.  We’ll see how this goes.  Any input would be greatly appreciated.

The Start of the Little Chicken

So, currently the WIPS are:

River’s Blanket – To be completed by the next WIP Wednesday

Little Chicken – To be completed 2 WIP Wednesdays from now

Puppy Pillows – No set date yet

Mermaid Tail – Possibly by Christmas?

Cat Basket for Dinky The Fierce – To be completed by the 4th WIP Wednesday from today

The Crochet Crowd Mystery Project

Peace, Love & Projects

Hoosier Barn Chick

Oh Sssssnapssssss!

pexels-photo-209112.jpegThe Barn is on 80 plus acres touching the Morgan-Monroe State Forest.  The Forestry is about 24,000 acres.  It was originally privately owned but the settlers in the area discovered that it wasn’t good land to farm.  In 1929 the state of Indiana bought it and it has been developed into a great recreational area in South Central Indiana.  It offers camping, hiking, gold panning, hunting and even has lodging . . . including a primitive cabin.  You can find out more about the forestry here.

But, I sort of got distracted.  Sort of . . . because it affects a lot of my life at The Barn.  Besides lost people, it means that I live in an area where there are a LOT of critters.  Most recently I’ve been fighting the war of the mice.  Since The Barn is old, there are lots of places for them to get in.  I am a huge fan of the old-fashioned snap trap with peanut butter as bait.  They are cheap and work great.  As a matter of fact, we have a container known at the “mouse” peanut butter so that any germs on the trap don’t get in the peanut butter that we actually eat.  I’ve tried the sticky traps and they just prolong their death.

So . . . last night I heard the trap in the bedroom trigger.  As I was getting ready for work, The Hubby told me I had a friend on my side of the bed.  I told him I had heard the trap and was going to throw the mouse out.

The Baby Ring-Necked Snake In My Bedroom

He then told me I had TWO friends on my side of the bed.  To be honest, there was a long moment when I tried to figure out how I caught two mice at once.

I walked over to where he was standing and found a ring-necked snake.  Alive.
Granted it was less than six inches long, but I was annoyed.  Last month I had found several about that size.  I thought I was through with them for a bit.  I’m guessing that the rain pushed it indoors.  Or, it could be that the cat spent several hours in the enclosed back porch while I flea fogged The Barn.  At any rate, they are not poisonous snakes.  This is important to know in our neck of the woods where rattlesnakes and copperheads (which are poisonous no matter how young they are) are common.

The Hubby headed for the coffee maker leaving me to deal with a dead mouse and a live snake.  It’s always interesting at The Barn.

Peace, Love & Wild Animals

Hoosier Barn Chick