A stubborn insistence on survival.

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Welp, Chinook's injuries yesterday (she's doing much better, although not running yet, thank all that's holy) meant that I needed to walk the fenceline of approximately half of our land to try to identify the spot. No stray dog hair or blood anywhere on the barbed wire, but plenty of places where she could have tried going between, instead of under, which is apparently what happened. We're having to pay Marcos to come and finish screening that this week.

Walking the fenceline resulted in two other developments. The first, and the unpleasant one, is that thanks to the unevenness of the ground and ditches, I subluxed my left knee (which by definition winds up dislocating the ankle, too), so I'm now walking on two subluxed knees and two subluxed ankles. Yes, that was that cursing you heard from there yesterday afternoon.

The other thing is that I discovered that we have four baby cedar trees defiantly rising along the south fence. It's no wonder our peoples honor them; like us, they have a stubborn insistence on survival.

I'll be bumping Ona's post up after this, because donations have mostly tanked over the weekend. He's still $340 away from hitting that $10K mark, and I'd really like to see him make it before today is out. Ideally, I'd rather have him at about $15K before the day is out, to start the week on a hopeful note, but the current pace is not encouraging.

The rest is all cut-and-paste. I have my own stubborn insistence on survival, no matter how far behind I get, but I'm way behind now and have to get on it. I have labs this week, and at this point, I really need the result to be good.

For those wondering about my own health issues, see here; with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. We still have to get the plumber in to finish up, and I regard that as a bigger priority right now in practical terms, so whatever we take in sales-wise will have to go to that. This is all complicated by the fact that, for August, a record number/amount of my Patreon patrons' cards were declined, too, so that income is lower than usual (no, I don't know who and haven't checked; I'm not going to contact anyone who probably is already scrambling to juggle their own stuff, too).

Anyway. Back to the grind; so I need help to get all this done. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need the help now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here. 

On the wishlist, now the cold is here at night, the flies are not quite so bad, but the fly traps are still a priority. The other top priorities are the dish drainer, because we're going to need to take care of some cabinet-top stuff when the guys are here next week, or whenever we get them back out here; and the candles, to deal with the residual mildew odor in the utility room, which I hope the plumber will be here to finish next week (the utility room work, not the mildew). But the costs on all of this are . . . killing us right now.

And as I said, sales are ideal, of course; one or two of Wings's bigger pieces would cover the whole shot for this round of work. Patreon subscriptions are good, too. Either way, it's a trade for value. But I'm already feeling panicked at what we thought would be our schedule being so suddenly and thoroughly upended, and we'll take it however it comes at this point. 

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

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