Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[ChicoryBlue]

Ok first off here are the hugs (hugs hugs hugs), and a final BIG hug

Ok, now - and I am sure you know this, but when a person has a stroke it affects their cognitive abilities, and with your Gramma's onset of dementia it makes it worse. I am surprised the Dr argued with her and maybe wound her up.

When I was a Nurse working geriatrics / psychiatry I learnt real fast that humouring and agreeing with a person went a long way towards keeping the peace and keeping them calm.

Of course in ones own reality easier said than done! As with my experience with my Gramma who was quite 'with it'. I had to bit my tongue many times and humour her (sigh).

And yes agreed thank goodness for my horses.

You know I feel a sense of guilt now - my Gramma wanted me to get hens but I refused, told her they were just trouble. But I have to say I really wish now I had bought hens back when she wanted them, it would have been fun for both of us. I feel I need to get a special hen and call her Gramma

Well said! If someone really is "with it" then they will see their reality, more or less, the way others do, and if not, they won't and there's nothing constructive in arguing or trying to "convince" them otherwise.

 

[bgmathteach]

I don’t raise recalcitrant roosters, FYI

No, I think they meant that you and Jaffar would train them NOT to be.

A couple good Roos:

 

[featherhead007]

Just happened: Jaffar was getting testy with me in the coop, and Xzit jumped off her perch 8 ft up, and landing on Jaffar, pecked his head! I bet she said “don’t hurt our daddy, we love him and his treats “

 

[featherhead007]

Just happened: Jaffar was getting testy with me in the coop, and Xzit jumped off her perch 8 ft up, and landing on Jaffar, pecked his head! I bet she said “don’t hurt our daddy, we love him and his treats “

Note: Jaffar seems to have had a feather up his butt most of the day!

 

[rural mouse]

I don’t raise recalcitrant roosters, FYI

That's why it's a school. You educate recalcitrant roosters into gentleroos.

 

[bgmathteach]

Note: Jaffar seems to have had a feather up his butt most of the day!

Hope you plucked it for him!

 

[featherhead007]

Hope you plucked it for him!

With my teeth

 

[rural mouse]

Yesterday's wayward wanderer, the quiet, shy Belladonna

 

[featherhead007]

Yesterday's wayward wanderer, the quiet, shy BelladonnaView attachment 3079517

Oh Belladonna, don’t scare your human like that!

 

[micstrachan]

Had to pop off for a little while, because life gets in the way… DH and Mom both have Medical appointments in two different cities. DH was also stuck in town dealing with a nasty infection from a burn Wednesday through Saturday morning, then out to travel for his other Medical appointments Saturday afternoon and expected home tomorrow. I’ve been struggling with the chores, the goats, and little fluff, a lack of water and power. (anyone thinking of a homestead or building an off grid house… first thing is get your water system done, forget shelter, don’t start anything until there is some Semblance of a water system)

So, mama didn’t sit on little fluff any I didn’t have any heat available, I was waiting on DH who was running late with my first 5 gallons of water for the goats, and holding little fluff while letting the chickens out, because it wasn’t getting any earlier. I tripped, face planted, and did what I could to protect the tiny little thing I was holding from the fall. I managed to not fall on her, but on impact my thumb tore the skin of her cheek. I was quite distraught and didn’t have a good day Saturday, to say the least. I put her in our black Jeep parked in the sun for heat and that worked, but things were still touch and go basically all day. Then in the evening, my crazy mama decided she did want her second baby. I was very apprehensive about the facial wound and mama pecking the chick but we have settled down and things are looking normal. This is from yesterday View attachment 3078704
I’ve pulled out the second functional meat tractor and set Trouble and her friends up in there for now. Mama and these chicks are going to have longer in the tractor than usual before I turn them completely loose, to be sure little fluff is keeping up. I’ve resolved to let things take as long as they need. I have an expectation of having everyone out, fed, watered, moved, and set up for the day by a certain time in the morning. I’m scrapping that. I still will be waiting until full light for letting the free range chickens out, but if it takes until noon, I would rather that than deal with a situation like Saturday from trying to juggle too much at once. This is a big personal issue of mine (taking on too much, or trying to do it all myself, and setting time expectations and not being flexible enough with them)

So glad Little Fluff is OK. I have to go back and read what happened Saturday. I’ve heard of people putting tiny chicks in their bra for warmth. The first night home with Flo, Sunshine, and Flash, Little Mill had rejected them and I was not prepared. I had a heater in the vicinity, but somehow Flo got out of the brooder, between the bars and was standing on the cold linoleum kitchen floor screaming her little head off. I came out, laid on the kitchen floor and put her on my belly under my shirt which calmed her down, eventually. I got them properly set up the next day. They were August babies, so it wasn’t too difficult to heat them up. Now I always keep glove warmers on hand and I got two microwavable pet heating disks. Even in a power outage, I could run the microwave off the generator, and glove warmers, though single use, don’t need electricity.

Sounds like your usual crazy life! Thanks for the heads up on water and homesteading.