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Friday, October 10, 2014

Another Sad Day

Today was another sad day on the farm, though one that was chosen.

Pikachu with her two bad back knees had recently been only able to hobble on one leg; not a very comfortable thing coming into a long winter nor dignified for a lady of her stature.

Amey, who has always been terrifyingly thin from the moment we got her, I could no longer ask to try another winter. So, this morning some good friends came over to euthanize these two gentle and suffering creatures. They will be missed here very much.

On a happier note, Pearl (one of the white Suri alpacas), went to live with my friend Donna. I think it is safe to say this is her first ride in the cab of a truck!

We can only hope that this winter is a little kinder and gentler to us all and we will treasure the moments shared with our wooly and not so wooly friends.

 

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Growing Up

Those new baby chicks are growing up and starting to look like mini chickens.

These photos were taken on Monday, which was bright and sunny and warm...summer finally.

Some of the chicks have feathered legs on the outside shanks, some have bare legs, and some have extra toes!

Based on wing growth rate and tail feathers I'd GUESS that five of the twelve are roosters.

Many of them are going to be a pretty gray like their daddy. Since these photos were taken they have gained many more feathers and are getting a little crazy.

"Chicken watching AND a massage! What could a kitty like better."

 

 

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

No Pictures Required

Deer mice are supposed to stay outdoors, but they don't know about that rule and regularly make a house appearance. Add five house cats to the mix and life can get a little more exciting; for all of us.
After a shower, and kitted up in my thick squishy robe and a turban like towel arrangement over my wet hair, I went into the kitchen to put on the tea water and start kid lunches. I immediately stumbled into a tableau involving three cats and a deer mouse looking slightly worse for wear. Now, I don't mind really if the cats catch and play with and ultimately kill mice but I don't enjoy watching it. Billy Bones caught him in his mouth and I decided this was my opportunity to catch the mouse in cupped hands and put it outside.
This is where things began to go askew.....Billy dropped the mouse and before I could scoop it up, it scurried underneath me as I was poised over the cat. My bathrobe was touching the floor, and the mouse decided the quickest escape route was climbing up the back of my bathrobe (on the inside)! I remember thinking this was an interesting predicament, and before I knew it the wee beastie was perched on my left shoulder. Not wanting to be bit, I calmly walked to the back deck outside and dropped the robe....the mouse hurriedly escaped my presence and I had a bit of a laugh. Fortunately we don't have neighbors on that side of the house!

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Surprises on the last day of August

Two days ago, i discovered one of our cross breed hans (hatched here from our speckled sussex hen and buff orpington roo) nestled into the hillside sitting on a clutch of eggs. I assumed they wouldnt hatch because some were half buried in the sand and others on the edge were cooler than those in the center.

Chores started as usual this morning, but quickly ended up being a bit altered due to...

....finding a hen parading around with twelve chicks!

Fortunately I ended up outside before Ginger cat saw them. Will and I set up the chicken tractor and scooped them up into their new home space. Then I went out to see how many eggs were left in the nest and to clean up the nest and found....

The same hen sitting on her clutch of eggs. So....one of this hens siblings had a secret nest somewhere else, and by the looks of the chicks many other hens contributed to the clutch.

The rooster is mostly Auracana so we could have some interesting colored eggs. :). And...potentially more chicks from the other hen still sitting on eggs. We also recently traded 18 old hens (plus some cash) for 18 pullets who will start laying at the end of September. We should have plenty of eggs for farmers market next summer. It is fun to have peeps even if they are unplanned. :)

 

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Purr....

I am so in love with this Cat.
I think she looks a little bit like a caterpillar in this picture from the angle! That is her squinty purr face.
Snickers the rescue cat who came to us very much pregnant and so very tiny. After being fixed she has put on a bit of weight and now is happy and healthy. She breaks out into loud rumbley purrs if you so much as look at her and loves pats and belly rubs. She isn't quite a lap cat yet, but we are working on it!

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

I hate baling twine

Sadly, our dear beautiful Elle walked on this morning.

She was able to get under the doors in the lean to to nibble on the hay stored there and had managed to work loose some of the dreaded baling twine which she managed to catch around her neck. Will found her dead this morning with her sweet lamb Islay inconsolable by her side.

I hate baling twine. The door will be further blocked so this tragedy doesn't repeat itself, but we've lost a good friend and a wonderful breeding ewe. Elle came to us as a pregnant ewe from my friend Karen and she was the first ewe to lamb here. She gave us Gaia, Mousa, Faola, Inchgowan, and Islay. She was a wonderful mother.

We will treasure the lambs she gave us and miss her fiercely.

 

 

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Sam's Wisdom

"Sam, do you want to take some pictures?"

"Sure!"

"Mom, they aren't very good pictures because of the light."

" I do think though that people will know that you love sheep.

You are a sheep whisperer aren't you?"

(I love you Sam Fin!)

 

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Fare thee well

Just got home from New England and the day has been rather rainy. A good day to put away all the trip accumulated stuff and watch a few Poirot movies (The Mysterious Affair at Styles and The ABC Murders). Had a visit with the woolies and all is well in their world, with the exception of Pikachu the white llama. She has two bad rear knees that pop and grind at the best of times (surgery is majorly cost prohibitive), and now is only using one back leg which can't feel very good on the other leg. I can't ask much more of her I don't think.

Feeling rather melancholy too at the passing of a great man. I first met Robin Williams as "Mork"; and was enchanted by him in that role when I was a pre-teen. I have to say though, that my favorite role of his was as Parry in "The Fisher King". I won't be watching it anytime soon though, as it is a tearjerker at the best of times. Maybe Mrs. Doubtfire or Robots would be a cheerier choice. Fare thee well Robin.

 

 

Friday, August 1, 2014

Take My Picture!

"Mom, take my picture!" Me, laughing: " I can't Lila; you have an ant on your forehead!"

"An ant! Where? Is it gone?!?"

"Ha,ha,ha! Yes, you got it!"

"Okay....why is this so funny?"

 

Monday, July 28, 2014

Lamb update

Summer continues along at its own pace regardless of the whimpers of humans who ask it to slow down....

Standing hay monoliths at which wooly creatures will worship the idea of summer past....

578 bales in the barn, and another 400 to go upon our return from New England. I am steadily paying off my chiropractors student loans with visits to her office.

The "oops" lambs are steadily growing. This is Caol Ila with her mother Faola. She was the last lamb born and is a lap lamb. Snorgling is highly encouraged.

Despite looking black and white, she is a lovely shade of grey underneath, :)

Deja's twins; Roseburn and Daftmill. They are skittish and impossible to catch! They will come around eventually though. Roseburn is a dark blue grey and so far Daftmill is black.

I hope to find a wether home for hisself.

Ladyburn is as aloof and aristocratic as she looks. She too will succumb to the lure of cookies and scritches....she just doesn't know it yet.

Her mother, Nala, is a dear one so she can hardly escape her fate.

We check off our chore list, batten down the hatches, and enlist others to our cause so we may travel to New England to celebrate the life of Josie MacKinnon verra soon. We will join the rest of the far flung clan .....shortly.