Mugshot.

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Orchid's killer caught! Here's a mugshot. (It looks weird because I couldn't get it off my cheap garbage phone, so I finally had to take a photo of the photo.)

Yeah, I dunno how we're supposed to stay mad at that face, either.  At any rate, I of course did NOT let the chickens out of their fenced-in run this morning. Sometime a little before eleven, Wings was at work in his studio and heard them raising hell. Sure enough, the little chicken-killer was back, wiggling and grinning and wagging her tail, and eyeing the coop. Anyway, after yesterday's fiasco, he had put one of the leashes outside the studio door (where, you know, one is always supposed to be, but inexplicably was not yesterday), so he grabbed it and leashed her up. I called the vet, and they were still willing to take her, so the rescue folks are paying for a few days' boarding there while they figure out a placement. I was calling her Misko ("Red," in my language), because I couldn't very well call her Chicken Murderer, so the folks at the vet's office made that her "official" name now, LOL. Kind of squicks me a bit, because it seems so colonial, but . . . they gotta call her something, right? 

I have still not recovered from yesterday's chase. Of course, some real sleep might help with that, but that apparently is not in the cards, so here we are. Also as I said yesterday, we're hoping to clear the decks on the hospital bills before month's end, but that doesn't mean we can stop working. We still need sales to get us through the whole year, to take carer of regular bills and incidentals and all the future testing I ned to have done and just generally make it. [For the person who has not paid us for work for more than two months, we need your payment, too.] There's also the balance on last year's installment plan for the taxes, the horse vet for their vaxes, and getting the guys we've been trying to help back to work on the heavy labor that I can't help Wings with anymore (stuff like setting fences, etc.; not so many years ago, he and I did all of that ourselves, together, but my body can't handle that anymore). Here are the links, because I still have to keep everything moving, and that means making regular sales:

• Wings's site, for sales, with lots of new items posted;
• Wings's direct PayPal link;
• A way to buy me coffee (which actually goes to all of our medical bills, which continue to mount);
• My Patreon, The Interstices (Writing Between Worlds) (and if you subscribe today you won't be billed until June 1st for May);
• Amazon wishlist, just updated with a bunch of cleaning and writing materials that we can't regularly find locally (yes, I do my research notes by hand, always);
• Partial registry #1, from Bed, Bath and Beyond. I've added two or three new kitchen-y things on it now, stuff that I didn't realize we'd need.

I'm ecstatic to be able to forget, at least for now, about my thyroid (yes, there's still some swelling and so forth, but it's not nearly as noticeable as after the first botched biopsy). Now I have to work on the asthma/respiratory and autoimmune stuff, as well as ruling out anything malignant in the liver tumors and making sure there are no other masses lurking anywhere else. Wings dropped two new works last week, in addition to the new cuff and two new pairs of earrings that I posted here a couple of days before that. Please share the links around, offer recommendations and testimonials, consider purchases, and help me be able to breathe, literally.

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