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A crock pot is good for raising dead chickens...raising them to an edible state.   Frying pans, ovens and grills will also work. 
 

 

DH and I spent all day running the second wire for the electric fence. Went hot about an hour ago. About 10 minutes ago Ziggy found a way out. A little earlier he tried his usual jumping over spot and stepped on the bottom wire and jumped right back off of it. Tried it again and he returned to the house. But he's found a way around the stairs. Probably run a third line around it tomorrow. *sigh*

 

(and the remaining chicks are still doing well!)

 

I spent all day running in and out, I got the rest of my seeds planted, finally, despite all the help I had, lol. Ohhh they try so hard. The rest of the "hot" compost is down on the new bed, and awaiting my promised mulch. I removed and brought home 2 giant dogs, holy crap! They were bigger than me! Luckily the side of our property they came in on just so happened to be where the quarantine fence is up for the new chicks, and I was out in the yard.

 

I was planting away when I heard tags jingling, and they were both up against the quarantine fence looking at the little chickens like they had just found heaven. The big girls were all hanging out by me, and I brought them into the run, then got some rope and tied the dogs up before finding and calling the phone number on their tags. The owner was very kind and apologetic, and I tried to gently hint that it wasn't a big deal this time, but that we do keep chickens, which the dogs were very interested in. Glad everyone is okay.

 

Also got one of the old veggie beds all hoed up. Now that we're moving all the veggies to a big bed of their own... I'm not entirely sure what to do with all the space in the expanded flower beds we were using for food.

 

 

I have.  Repeatedly.  I'm sorry Nancy, but you're on your own.  I just came in from a long day to read this and... I just don't see the point.  It's like talking to a brick wall and I have neither the time nor wherewithal for it today.  Takes a lot for me to throw up my hands so when I do... it's probably best I just check out.  I wish you all the very best.  I sincerely hope none of your families ever go hungry.  

Tomorrow is 21 days Jenny- the 24th was a Sat- you count 3 sats down- they hatch tomorrow. It's not Weds ya crackhead!

Darn computer is just about done in.  Had to pull out the laptop and hook it up to even get anywhere online.  The keyboard is so much smaller so I have to keep backing up because I keep hitting the wrong buttons.   

 

Anyway, DH and I took a small trip to Shipshewana yesterday.  We had a great time driving around the countryside.  I love looking at all the farmhouses and animals.  Today, of course, it was back to the daily grind.  

 

All the chickens are loving this weather and DH started building my new chicken tractor for the teen chicks.  They should be able to go outside soon.  

Teeville....yay for your daughter's new silkie
Cute bunny pics
RIRJen.....ugh! I hate waiting at the end. Soooooo hard.

Candled eggs last night. Dropped one of the blue Orp eggs, Yup, there was a chick developing. RATS! Now I'm nervous about handling anymore. Not gonna touch till day 14. Maybe I won't be so nervous by then. Out of 44 ....24 are definitely developing. Barnvelders are.hard to tell though. Even with a.really, really bright flashlight.

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I'm very sorry you feel this way, Olive. I was feeling much the same way last time this topic came up, and decided to just remove myself from it or any comment on the thread for a bit. I am well acquainted with having to defend my lifestyle, and am not liable anymore to bother with many people. There just isn't any point sometimes. I am still, however, open to discussing it with people who are genuinely interested. I think you have here a group of people who are genuinely interested in learning.

 

You said before that you wished people who were ignorant would stop spreading lies. I am not ignorant. I have put forth much energy over the last 15 years to educating myself, with the effect being what I have already described as our life choices.

 

It is unfair, I think, to call people ignorant and liars, and to tell them that you won't do their homework for them, that is not your responsibility to educate them or, indeed, even point them in a direction, and then to begrudge them the information they end up coming up with.

 

Obviously we differ in opinion on some very large points, but I have enjoyed your virtual company and conversation as a human being. I like you. I do not understand the intense sensitivity you show in defending the industrialized farming practices, which, as far as I can tell, seem to differ quite a bit from what you do. All farming is not equal. You seem to think that to wish for change is to invite collapse.

 

You said before that they care just as much for their animals, and that people only do terrible things when they are cruel people. I say that I have myself helped a rescue farm pull the live chicks from under the dead in the dumpster of one of these industrialized "farms", and I do not believe that they cared as much for the life of those chicks as I do for mine. Not by a long shot. And, unfortunately, I do not think that people only do terrible things when they are cruel people. People do terrible things every day because it is what they are used to, how they think things are supposed to be, how they have learned to do things, or to treat people, because it is the way they have always seen things done. Not because they are despicable people.

 

I don't mean to try to string things out when you have said that you wish to bow out, but I have decided to take my cue from you and speak my own mind irregardless, as you so frequently have done.

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lol you know I can't count  
 

I did that last year...cracked the egg...so I taped it up and made sure to keep the humidity really good and it hatched out wonderfully! I did have to watch to make sure when it pipped through into the air pocket (which is the end that cracked about a pea sized hole) i took the tape off. We named him Sheldon after that egg on Garfield and friends who's feet stuck out of the egg! LOL