Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[BY Bob]

Took Sherlock down to the river today to get him past his dislike of water.

Backstory: he fell into the pool at the breeder's the day I brought him home. Hasn't wanted to get his feet wet (got him ok with puddles and water in face). Haven't really had opportunities to go swimming, so made one today. At the remotish campsite, discovered someone had left their campfire burningView attachment 3893989
Ring is on other side of the stacked wood. And a log outside the ring also still going. Had a jug of water in the rig, so dowsed the fire, refilled at the river...twice, then dowsed again just before we left.

I went wading, he came to join me, then got curious. Out came the frisbee....
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Awesome! Great success indeed.

 

[Ponypoor]

Day 4 but it's like 4.5, they went in on the evening so google said the next morning counts as day 1. That pic is a day 3 egg

Count a full 24 hrs for day 1.

If they went in at 5pm the 5pm next day is day one.

Gosh I am very eggcited to see your hatchlings

 

[BY Bob]

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Peepy
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Cheepy

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Cute.

 

[Ponypoor]

Some good news - the newbies are finally allowed to come out of coop and were out with the bigs today. They are getting so big. I am looking forward to getting some good photos soon.

Some bad news - Cinnamon passed last night. I found her curled up by the chicks feeder this morning on the ground. Nothing at all appeared to be wrong with her nor had I seen any indication of a problem in the last few days. She was only 2.
She was a beautiful Wellsummer and very sweet. Fly high sweet girl.
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Oh how sad. Sounds like she didn’t suffer. Such a beauty I am so sorry for your loss.

 

[Ponypoor]

This is where I am extremely thankful for my grandparents and parents. My family has always hunted and fished. Growing up, especially before the age of about 10 one set of my grandparents always raised chickens and pigs for meat along with a garden. When it came time to butcher or field dress and clean whatever was hunted it was not hid from me. I knew from day 1 that the pigs were to be eaten that fall. I was also made aware of that certain flocks of chickens were to be eaten, do not name them. If I did name them, and well I did, they were still to be eaten. When it came time to butcher, I was right there in the way really when little. As I got older I was encouraged to help so I would know how it is done. If it came down to it, and the way this country is going it very well could. I know how to raise a garden. I know how to preserve and can fruits and vegetables. I could also raise my own meat and I love hunting.

Now that being said. I had 2 chickens from the time I was about 3 that were mine and mine alone and were "safe". One of my uncles was a jerk when I was about 9 I think and when he was told to go get a hen for chicken and dumplings he got my pet hen because she was the easiest to catch. That one did traumatize me as while eating chicken and dumplings that night I am looking over the flock and while seeing my rooster my hen was missing. To this day I do not like chicken and dumplings.

Aw I am so sad to hear this, yes what a jerk.

There are no big stores still in much of Newfoundland so people still have gardens where potatoes cabbage and turnip are grown and put into cold strange, raise ducks and chickens and a steer for meat.

Also fish still gets salted and dried and moose is hunted.

Berries are picked and preserved.

Shopping in town is done for canned goods and baking goods. But if you’re 3 hrs to a big town you don’t do that too often, maybe once a month.

Wattle Wednesday

 

[Ponypoor]

Took Sherlock down to the river today to get him past his dislike of water.

Backstory: he fell into the pool at the breeder's the day I brought him home. Hasn't wanted to get his feet wet (got him ok with puddles and water in face). Haven't really had opportunities to go swimming, so made one today. At the remotish campsite, discovered someone had left their campfire burningView attachment 3893989
Ring is on other side of the stacked wood. And a log outside the ring also still going. Had a jug of water in the rig, so dowsed the fire, refilled at the river...twice, then dowsed again just before we left.

I went wading, he came to join me, then got curious. Out came the frisbee....
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Oh he is a reformed water dog now

You will have a hard time keeping him out of the water now

 

[Ponypoor]

Two-fer Tuesday.
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It’s Wednesday isn’t it?

 

[featherhead007]

What a cruel and horrible man. I'm so very sorry that happened to you.

That’s so very sad. This is why I chose not to eat chicken ever again. They are my family and so what they are poultry!

 

[Ponypoor]

Que sera, sera

Eggsactly

Can’t change the out come and I am now just going to hang onto them until they crow or lay an egg.

And now I need to go play Doris Day songs

 

[RebeccaBoyd]

What a cruel and horrible man. I'm so very sorry that happened to you.

Both of them were or well on their way to being drunk. It is no excuse though, even drunk my dad knew which chickens were mine and which were his. I had the only 2 Dominique's in a slew of red and white chickens. We can call that uncle all the names we like though, I do. Thankfully he was only a uncle by marriage and my Aunt finally divorced him a few years ago. When I was around him, he actually made me despise my own name. As long as I can remember he called me Becker Pecker like it was a cute nickname. Every family has a member who you could go a whole lifetime without seeing again, he is mine.