Happy Thanksgiving!

Tomorrow is my sister's birthday. I'm going to get her something really awesome to bring to her. I love my sister. I hope that tomorrow is her birthday. I can never remember the right day. Happy Birthday Tasha! I love you.

On the night of the meteor shower, we all wanted to see some shooting stars. We headed out to the beach and hopes that the sky would be clear. We went early to go swimming. The first beach we came to seemed perfect. We all jumped in and there was a drop off in the water so the water was up to our shoulders. We were having fun catching waves until suddenly we were under attack! It felt like a million little insects stinging our bodies under the water. Simultaneously we all ran out of the water screaming (which I'm such was a funny sight). It was a almost translucent tiny plankton that must have rolled in on that last wave. So we left to find another beach and ended up in Montezuma. Edwin and Joe have a pickup truck. So 6 of us rode in the back catching what shooting stars we could until we arrived. We swam but the clouds covered the sky. We had a small beach fire that took the boys forever to start because of the wet wood and enjoy some music from a local who sat down and played guitar and sang with us. It was a lovely night.

Two nights later we went to a going away party for a volunteer that was leaving. She was staying at a local hotel and that's where the party took place. We all drank a lot and danced a lot. And then we realized it was time to go because it seemed some of the locals had been sniffing something and were getting really rowdy. So we made our way to the beach. The sky was clear so we sat on the beach for a while just star gazing. So many stars, I wish I could share the view of the sky with all of you. But sadly my camera could never catch its beauty.

Yesterday the baby anteater died. He was gone by the time we got there to feed him in the morning. His mother was hit by a car and he was prematurely aborted. Someone had brought him to rainsong to try and save him. He was only half the size he was supposed to be. We don't know why he died, he ate and seemed alright the night before but we lost him. It was a really hard animal to lose. He required alot of care and it's sad to lose a baby. Rough morning.

Today the older anteater seemed to be bleeding from her nose alot and we got really concerned. Anteaters are apparently hemophiliacs so their blood doesn't clot like it should. So we feed her spinach juice and tried to stop the bleeding. I hope she will be ok.

WOW! I just got interrupted from my blog because there was a skunk in the chicken pen. We lost 3 chickens last night, and Brad (our Alaskan volunteer) heard something coming from there. Jason and Brad saved the chickens and got Simon. Simon caught the skunk but she got away because the cage door didn't latch. It's strange to me that the skunks kill so many animals. I didn't realize that they are hunters I guess. I always think of the skunk from Bambi that likes flowers. Anyhow, everything smells like skunk now.

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