Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[Ponypoor]

View attachment 3263969handsome Jack convalescing after an encounter with Migos. You can barely see the gash under his right eye. Fixing to clean up the wound again after breakfast.

Hello silly boy Next time duck!

 

[Ponypoor]

Happy pony Sunday. Since I don't have a Pony, but Elroy is big enough to be a small pony, I give you Elroy:
(trouble is, instead of being able to ride him like a Pony, HE thinks he is a 'lap pony! )

That said, he is a big ole scaredy cat! We were getting ready to lock up the chickens, (Elroy sometimes 'helps'), and someone shot off some fireworks - quite a ways away - but he immediately SQUEEZED through this little chicken pop door to 'hide' All 72 lbs of him!

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Awwwww poor baby, I hate fireworks too, you can hide with me next time

 

[rural mouse]

Old age and heights…

Jump Aunt Kelly come on it’s not that far ……

Today not only do I have the posts hay piling aches and pains, I also have two bruised knees a wrenched right shoulder and neck, and it’s pelting down rain and I have a migraine.

when we got the hay piled into the loft, the access hatch on the east aide of the loft was not accessible. So a ladder is needed to get down.

Unless you’re a 23yr old tomboy who plays soccer 3 times a week and works in construction and is very fit.

And taunting her old aunt to do something she shouldnt really be doing its just not fair! This is why I have such decrepitude. I will take that dare! Ride the crazy horse - sure! Throw rocks at basket ball sized hornet nests - sure! Hahaha

Jumping out of the loft door onto the hay wagon - maybe not… but if Julia and my cousin can do it, so can I!

So Julia reaches up to give me her hand to steady me and I sit on the edge of the loft door, and make a leap of faith down - it’s still a good 5’ from the bottom of my feet even sitting on the doorway!

Thump, then knees give out, I pitch forward oh but don’t worry there are a few bales on the wagon I held back for feeding this week, to break my fall.

So right shoulder / head crash into the bales and landing on my knees and complete the maneuver with a thud onto my right side onto the wagon deck.

Phew! Down yay! Owwwwww!

“Aunt Kelly why did you throw yourself down and do a face plant - wow your crazy, even Allison (my other nice fyi) made it down and she couldn’t even pile the hay like you could, geeeez your sad”

Sad??? As in pathetic I take it ??!!

To which I replied:
“Hey kiddo - I am almost 60! I am an old lady - you could at least ask if I was ok!?”

Her come back:
“Well your still better than Allison at piling hay! Even with all the wheezing huffing and swearing ….”


Hahahaha youth- one day she will be my age

Meanwhile I am staggering around - think some pain meds are in order. Once I get my tea and snack

Hmmm thunderstorms - go away and take the rain back with you where it came from on this day….. and my migraine …

Ahhh there it goes another song stuck in my head (snowbird by Anne Murray)…

Sounds like a long soak with Epsom salts is in order too.

 

[Ponypoor]

Sounds like a long soak with Epsom salts is in order too.

I am gonna do chores finish my bread and watch some tv

 

[bgmathteach]

Old age and heights…

Jump Aunt Kelly come on it’s not that far ……

Today not only do I have the posts hay piling aches and pains, I also have two bruised knees a wrenched right shoulder and neck, and it’s pelting down rain and I have a migraine.

when we got the hay piled into the loft, the access hatch on the east aide of the loft was not accessible. So a ladder is needed to get down.

Unless you’re a 23yr old tomboy who plays soccer 3 times a week and works in construction and is very fit.

And taunting her old aunt to do something she shouldnt really be doing its just not fair! This is why I have such decrepitude. I will take that dare! Ride the crazy horse - sure! Throw rocks at basket ball sized hornet nests - sure! Hahaha

Jumping out of the loft door onto the hay wagon - maybe not… but if Julia and my cousin can do it, so can I!

So Julia reaches up to give me her hand to steady me and I sit on the edge of the loft door, and make a leap of faith down - it’s still a good 5’ from the bottom of my feet even sitting on the doorway!

Thump, then knees give out, I pitch forward oh but don’t worry there are a few bales on the wagon I held back for feeding this week, to break my fall.

So right shoulder / head crash into the bales and landing on my knees and complete the maneuver with a thud onto my right side onto the wagon deck.

Phew! Down yay! Owwwwww!

“Aunt Kelly why did you throw yourself down and do a face plant - wow your crazy, even Allison (my other nice fyi) made it down and she couldn’t even pile the hay like you could, geeeez your sad”

Sad??? As in pathetic I take it ??!!

To which I replied:
“Hey kiddo - I am almost 60! I am an old lady - you could at least ask if I was ok!?”

Her come back:
“Well your still better than Allison at piling hay! Even with all the wheezing huffing and swearing ….”


Hahahaha youth- one day she will be my age

Meanwhile I am staggering around - think some pain meds are in order. Once I get my tea and snack

Hmmm thunderstorms - go away and take the rain back with you where it came from on this day….. and my migraine …

Ahhh there it goes another song stuck in my head (snowbird by Anne Murray)…

I think that if you win the lottery and/or get a camp job, you should buy a jaccuzzi instead of getting more chickies! Heated jaccuzzi, little epsom salts (can you put that into a jaccuzzi??), and you will feel like you are only 45!!!!

 

[rural mouse]

I think that if you win the lottery and/or get a camp job, you should buy a jaccuzzi instead of getting more chickies! Heated jaccuzzi, little epsom salts (can you put that into a jaccuzzi??), and you will feel like you are only 45!!!!

 

[RoyalChick]

Happy pony Sunday. Since I don't have a Pony, but Elroy is big enough to be a small pony, I give you Elroy:
(trouble is, instead of being able to ride him like a Pony, HE thinks he is a 'lap pony! )

That said, he is a big ole scaredy cat! We were getting ready to lock up the chickens, (Elroy sometimes 'helps'), and someone shot off some fireworks - quite a ways away - but he immediately SQUEEZED through this little chicken pop door to 'hide' All 72 lbs of him!

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Awww. Poor Elroy.
We had fireworks here too for some reason.

 

[RoyalChick]

In the northeast, it is not uncommon for crows to 'gather' into larger flocks in certain 'amenable places' as winter approaches, and stay there for most of the season. There is a place along the Hudson in NY where there are regularly a few hundred that congregate for the winter. They somewhat disperse during the day, but all come back together at night to roost in close proximity. You might be seeing the beginnings of that general 'congregation'. They don't really relocate per say for the winter, just more congregate together in some nearby locale. (I hope that makes sense???) Heard that on my local NPR station last year when they had a wildlife biologist/bird (avian) specialist on a call-in talk show.

Very interesting. Thank you for sharing.
Come to think of it I have in the past seen them roosting in very large numbers. I forgot that.
Now if they could only do that here I wouldn’t have a hawk issue.

 

[RoyalChick]

Old age and heights…

Jump Aunt Kelly come on it’s not that far ……

Today not only do I have the posts hay piling aches and pains, I also have two bruised knees a wrenched right shoulder and neck, and it’s pelting down rain and I have a migraine.

when we got the hay piled into the loft, the access hatch on the east aide of the loft was not accessible. So a ladder is needed to get down.

Unless you’re a 23yr old tomboy who plays soccer 3 times a week and works in construction and is very fit.

And taunting her old aunt to do something she shouldnt really be doing its just not fair! This is why I have such decrepitude. I will take that dare! Ride the crazy horse - sure! Throw rocks at basket ball sized hornet nests - sure! Hahaha

Jumping out of the loft door onto the hay wagon - maybe not… but if Julia and my cousin can do it, so can I!

So Julia reaches up to give me her hand to steady me and I sit on the edge of the loft door, and make a leap of faith down - it’s still a good 5’ from the bottom of my feet even sitting on the doorway!

Thump, then knees give out, I pitch forward oh but don’t worry there are a few bales on the wagon I held back for feeding this week, to break my fall.

So right shoulder / head crash into the bales and landing on my knees and complete the maneuver with a thud onto my right side onto the wagon deck.

Phew! Down yay! Owwwwww!

“Aunt Kelly why did you throw yourself down and do a face plant - wow your crazy, even Allison (my other nice fyi) made it down and she couldn’t even pile the hay like you could, geeeez your sad”

Sad??? As in pathetic I take it ??!!

To which I replied:
“Hey kiddo - I am almost 60! I am an old lady - you could at least ask if I was ok!?”

Her come back:
“Well your still better than Allison at piling hay! Even with all the wheezing huffing and swearing ….”


Hahahaha youth- one day she will be my age

Meanwhile I am staggering around - think some pain meds are in order. Once I get my tea and snack

Hmmm thunderstorms - go away and take the rain back with you where it came from on this day….. and my migraine …

Ahhh there it goes another song stuck in my head (snowbird by Anne Murray)…

Now that all warrants an epsom salt bath!
Feel better soon.

 

[RoyalChick]

Now that all warrants an epsom salt bath!
Feel better soon.

SHRA!

Tax: Diana checking out some noise while bug hunting in the weeds.