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We would estimate that there are upwards of 100 roosters, chickens, pigeons, and other dirty fowl living about 10 yards from our house. The amount of noise they make is comical. Sometimes in the morning when they are at their most boisterous it is hard to hear each other in regular conversation. Most of us have learned to accept it as background noise. Sometimes we don't notice the ruckus. Thankfully they seem to sleep from about 5pm until 2am; there is a nice chunk of time of relative quiet. T.I.H.
Last night there was a little rumble in the hood. Somehow this rooster ended up on our side of the cement wall and went to meet his maker at the
This morning there was much excitement at finding this. (photo above) Troy and Geronne debated about how to dispose of it. In the end Troy pitched it back over the wall to allow for proper grieving and closure for his relatives.
A little later Lydia went under the table to show Peanut the photo of the dead rooster on Twitter. Who doesn't want to reflect upon their accomplishments and bask in a moment of self-congratulation for at least a moment?
In other gross animal news:
We both happen to have a highly desirable blood type. ("Superior blood people", as named by Troy on Saturday.) We went down there in order to be able to get blood for a patient from Cazale.
In Haiti you need to give blood in order to get blood. Jen gave blood. I tried. They wouldn't allow me to donate because my BP was too low. It was a bazillion degrees in the room, but Jen remained upright. We watched a few minutes of a movie with Steve Martin speaking French in a voice that did not match up on the television.
After waiting a while we were able to transport blood across town to the patient Jen was helping. (Like you do.)
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Although I'm almost afraid to ask: what exactly was that creature squashed in the gurney?
rat.
Thank you for the reference to T.I.H. I'm a little (a little) less clueless. Good academic form, by the way...
I realized as I was eating lunch today that the chicken creole came from the chicken that escaped and met the dogs here at the o this morning. :)
So when mission teams come down can they donate in Heartline/ Cazele's behalf or is the storage/credit way too complicated. If they donated to "anyone in need" would they really get it? What is the refrigeration like? Why do I not want the answer. I bet I know......We can't donate once we get back the US for a while. Maybe donating there is the greater good? Just a thought.
I find this kind of ironic, because in the US, the Red Cross won't take my blood because I've been to Haiti in the past year (and I keep going back). I've tried numerous times, and it doesn't matter if I've taken malarone every day.
Kristin V
This is the Haitian Red Cross - not the American Red Cross. They have no choice but to take blood from anyone that is able to give. They always need it. You can go to General Hospital, turn into the main gates, take your first right, it is on the right.
Are you saying that was a rat on the truck decaying?? Yuck!
Poor birdie, but the dog seemed so proud. :)
Thanks for the great article! We have a non for profit organization called Manna For Haiti, and we feed 200 Haitians every day! For more information, visit our website at http://www.mannaforhaiti.com/ thanks!
I'm glad that you guys do so many things exactly "like we do" here. Otherwise, it could be hard for people to relate.
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