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Gary loves me. Bahaha! Love this rooster even if he does try to get fresh with me sometimes. Not really anyone else. Just me, lucky me!
At least he's not a duck
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On the topic of people coming to your door.

When my DH was still with his first wife (he was a widower), two Jehovah Witness came to the door (mind you this is through a gate and up a long driveway on a private gravel road). They were at the door talking to his wife about sharing their magazines. He had been up on the roof blowing off leaves and piles of roof gunk. He swears it was an accident that he just happened to blow all the piles of stuff off the roof directly over where they were standing.

They said............................."Um, maybe we should come back later"......................and left!

Deb
 
On the topic of people coming to your door.

When my DH was still with his first wife (he was a widower), two Jehovah Witness came to the door (mind you this is through a gate and up a long driveway on a private gravel road).  They were at the door talking to his wife about sharing their magazines.  He had been up on the roof blowing off leaves and piles of roof gunk.  He swears it was an accident that he just happened to blow all the piles of stuff off the roof directly over where they were standing.

They said............................."Um, maybe we should come back later"......................and left!

Deb


I knew there was a reason I liked him right away :lol:
 
My story of unwelcome guests.

I lived on the only straight stretch of a country road. There was a huge pond/small lake behind me that could be seen from the road. It belonged to my grumpy neighbor, but mine was the only visible house for about a mile. I always kept my gate chained and locked, but I can't begin to tell you how many people would climb the gate and come up to the house wanting to go fishing. Some of them were pretty scary looking guys and I was a single mother.

Anyway, this particular guy started to climb the gate, with two of my dogs barking on the other side. I said, don't climb the gate, they bite. He asked about fishing and I told him it wasn't my lake.

The next day, Animal Control showed up at my gate. He asked me if I had a German Shepherd (he was in the house) and I said yes. He said a bite was reported (never happened). I explained what happened and he said the report was made my phone call, so they saw nothing. The person also said they did not seek medical help. They said to keep the dog on my property for 30 days and I could quarantine him at home. On a personal note, as he was leaving he said...................."Next time tell them to get off your property or you'll turn the f***ing dog loose on them."

If I had known what was coming, when they asked if I had the dog..............I'd say no, he died last night and I took his body to the landfill. Let them force the guy to get shots.

Anyway.....................30 days later, they called and asked if the dog was okay. I said yes and they told me they were too busy to actually look at him, quarantine was over.

J@ck@$$ guy!
 
my gosh, what a lot of fabulous stories today -- and just wishing my silly SPPR had actually gone broody, but nooooo, she's back to pecking around as usual.

but here's my question of the day: can laying hens get too much calcium? their feed says it has oyster shell in it, but several of them have had quite pale combs for a while, and i wondered if they weren't getting enough calcium now that they've started laying for the first time... so i bought them some oyster shell today, which they are greedily pecking at, and i wondered, is there such a thing as too much? or will their bodies just process out the excess?

thanks!
 

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