Yesterday was strange, no one cut grass, no one hammered a nail, no one sawed wood and no one worked. Sveta said that Moscow was normal (If Moscow has a normal?), but here in the village, we goofed off. Therefore, our village did not burn to the ground and we are not in village hell. Today I will work, because, it is safe to do so. I will finish the fence today… Zippy Yippy…
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Yesterday was also a day for Kyle to meet village families. Families who came to see their eldest living in the little Russian village all alone. I will tell this next few paragraphs according to how I designate the people living here…
In the yellow house, a good man who has even given us zucchini, his wife, kids, grand kids and a dog showed up. I drank tea for 10 minutes and was introduced to the whole family. Last year they ignored me, but this year, since I did not go away, they seem to feel that befriending me is the better of the evils… LOL…
In the blue house, I was introduced to the brother of the guy who owns it, he offered chai, I accepted and after 10 minutes, I was on my way. They were happy as two pigs in a mud waller for I am most likely the first American to set foot into the home. I hope that is a good thing? The home was still standing this morning… (Again with the yellow home above; I was most likely the first American to set foot in the house!)
In the new roof home; I had a detailed discussion about rain and thunderstorms, plus chai was on the menu, as I met the brother of the old babushka that lives there. He is a very nice man and is actually an older brother to the 83 or 84 year old babushka…
Then later in the day, Vova’s family showed up and I had no choice but to go to see them, for Vova was yelling Coli, Coli, Coli everywhere, until he found me, hiding under a tree, ignoring the world. He saw me from a distance and then he really started to holler. I knew it was time to go meet the family and make Vova happier than a “Pig in a Mud Waller!” (I am also the first American, though granted months ago, to have set foot in Vova’s home.)
I have been blessing homes a lot lately, I need to find a new path to walk… 🙂
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I want you to meet Miya. Miya is one huge dog and belongs to Vova. Miya is a big baby and has no idea that she is as big as a horse and she scares Boza to death. Miya just loves Boza, but Boza sees a monster. Miya is three maybe four times the size of Boza and unlike a Chihuahua would do, Boza is not going to tell Miya that he is boss…
Caucasian Mountain Dog or Caucasian Ovcharkas and she is one huge dog…
Though, I am upset, as she is underfed and I have been buying her dog food. Vova, as almost all villagers do not see dogs as important and as friends. I on the other hand, see dogs as a good buddy and treatment is as such. Vova, understands that Boza and I are friends, but he is unable to see Miya as a friend, she is just like any other animal on his small farm. She earns her keep by barking, but since you do not eat her, she is not worth the food outlay that a rabbit needs to be fat and worth lots of money to sell at the market. It is all finances…
I will keep buying her food, it is only 1000 rubles for 15 kilos of dry dog food. But that is a 1000 rubles that Vova does not have, thus she eats only what is left over and that is after it has been served twenty times. Boza and I will take care of Miya, she is our friend… 🙂
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It is time for me to go out and finish the fence. I have to dig out a compost pile that Sveta placed on the fence line and helped rot the fence away… 🙁 Sveta, sheepishly admitted to being the one to do that… 🙂
I hope to finish this project, for when I leave for the Big Village tomorrow, I can leave Boza outside in the beautiful day and air, as I go to the market. He will be safe within a fenced yard. Better quality of life for Boza…
Once the fence is done, I will finish cleaning the back yard and then I can start on the back lean to, chicken coop and storage shed…
Have a nice day…
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