A century of Turkey talk 2000-2100.

[CherMoz]

As Walnuthilll says you either rode a cow or nothing. We would have to go out in the pasture to get the cattle somedays for milking. Most of the time they would come back, but not always. When they did not we had to go get them, ON FOOT, because we did not have a horse...

If we did not ride a cow back we had to walk back. We had a large pasture, it was a mile from the house to the other end of the pasture, because of fencing round a "bottomless swamp" we could walk nearly a mile and a half one way....... so we would jump on a cow and hold on tight. The cows were not really into being rode. They bucked jumped and ran real fast. Most of the time you never got to ride the same cow twice. The advantage of having lots of cows was their short memories and not learning from another cows experiences.

The back bone on a cow is a rather unpleasant sensation on a guys crotch. BUT they can be ridden, if you do not mind the pain and have the skill to hold on tight. DO NOT USE THE EARS AS HANDLES!!!

Grab the neck and sort of lie down reaching forward, it works best, grabbing the ears will result in immediate ejection from the animal.

 

[ladycat]

My mother tried to ride the family milk cow once and ended up with a broken arm.

 

[chickadoodles]

Oh that is terrible ladycat.

 

[mountain mom]

I am laughing so hard! Hilarious.

I did have a horse, but riding her was likely as dangerous as riding a cow. She was a mean old horse and she HATED to be ridden. She made it obvious by running as fast as she could and trying to crash into trees. We still rode her though. No idea why, but we did. I have to say, I could likely ride a bull now. I have some skills at staying on a horse who really wants to throw you off... especially into cactus. That was her favorite.

 

[chickadoodles]

 

[WalnutHill]

When my parents finally gave in, my horses were: a 27 year old retired Thoroughbred race horse that had been literally out to pasture for 22 years and a year and a half old Appaloosa stud colt who had never been haltered before bringing him home. Looking back, were my parents trying to get rid of me, or just keep me busy?

 

[chickadoodles]

Hopefully they were trying to keep you busy.

 

[WalnutHill]

Well, it did keep me from riding the steers...

 

[chickadoodles]

I'll bet it did.

 

[duluthralphie]

( I know some of you have seen this on one of the other threads I go too, but I figure you all might want to help me too. I will keep searching until I get the answer I want)


Dear Abby:

I am truly blessed today, I assume it is because I live an honest forthright lifestyle. Which leads me to my problem. I actually have few questions for you.


Today I gathered eggs, I have 3 turkey hens and I got 3 turkey eggs, I have never eaten a turkey egg as I consider them a blessing. I got a double jumbo turkey egg today, I assume it is a double yolk, I think it would be wrong to try and hatch it.

I have 2 Cream legbar hens that lay diamond encrusted eggs worth around $1500 a piece, truly a miracle, I m blessed.

Even more blessed is my beloved Guinea Hens. They have "dug" a nest in the sand and wood chips under the nest box, I got 5 guinea hen eggs out of it today, I have always prayed to know if I have 4 or 5 guinea hens out of my 9. Now I know. Surely this shows how blessed I am.

This afternoon miraculously while my DW was at work a new incubator showed up in our dining room. It looks just like my old one that has disappeared somehow, except this one has a fan and egg turner in it. When I first saw it there I put 2 thermometer in it to see if it works, and behold it works! and holds the temperature very tight between 99.7 and 99. on each end of the incubator.

And if this is not enough, It appears it is time to take Berts dressing off his foot as he is trying to walk and the dressing is hindering him, I may even move him outside tomorrow...

Now I find all these things to be signs of my good and humble lifestyle. The problem is my wife. She does not believe in miracles as much as I do....

So here are my questions:

Should I tell her about the new incubator that just showed up, chances are she will not notice it at least for a few days, at which time I can say, it has always been here?

If you think I should tell her, is it better to wait until Monday so I might have a more blessed weekend?

Should I offer her the double yolk turkey egg and tell her how much we would enjoy it if she made me an omelet out of it?


Thanks you:
signed

Vice President of Chickens Anonymous Central Minnesota chapter.