Fuzzy's Farm

THIS IS IMPORTANT= feel sorry for me.
This morning, I filled my coffee pot, turned it on then went off and waited for it to brew my lifes' blood.

Went back- nothing.

My coffee maker died peacefully in its sleep. Its gone.

I had to get ready to face the day with NO coffee today.

Tomorrow?

Im gonna die without coffee.
Instant or McD's
 
Good grief Nova you need a friend with a hot tub and a cooler!
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I have some EGGciting news!!!

I got TWO eggs today!!!

And one was a water birth!


Pattie looked very puffed up and squatty when I let them out of the run this afternoon so I chased her around until I caught her. I knew what was going on right away she had poo and a little blood on the feathers under her vent so I brought her inside and filled the tub to her vent with warm water. I watched her push a few times and after she would squeek a grunt. Poor baby! So I massaged her vent for a while and finally she pushed it out!!! I showed her the egg and she seemed to inspect it a little... but most of all she wanted out of the tub. I rinsed her off and wrapped her in a towel. I told her she was special because not every chicken gets to have a water birth! I hope she doesn't make this a regular thing! I have a RIRX that lays olive eggs and a BR that lays pink eggs! The frizzled uggo just got really red in the face too... I just noticed how red she had gotten the other day! Maybe I will have 3 eggs next week!! Does anyone else weigh and chart their eggs? I am. It is neat!
Awesome! :D I used to weigh eggs, but once we started getting like 3 dozen a day I didn't have the time. Usually I just weigh the carton I'm going to sell and make sure it's about equal to USDA's set weight guideline for a dozen (or 18 eggs, depending on what type of carton I'm using) for large eggs. Usually 9 big eggs and three bantam eggs works out. :)
CFL... This is not meant to be mean... just very honest from my own experiences. All I can say is suck it up and MAKE SURE THE STINKIN DOGS HAVE WATER WEATHER IT IS YOUR JOB OR NOT!! Dogs are living creatures too, and they deserve to be taken care of because they cannot do it themselves! I feel awful when my dogs have licked their water bowl clean! I wouldn't drink dirty water! My mom would have made me eat dinner an hour late or given me the dirty water to drink with my dinner to make her point! (She wouldn't make me drink it... but she would sure get it through my head) I hated my mom for 18 years... My dad told me when I was 6 I told him I hated her and it didn't change until I was living on my own, paying bills, working, living with a guy... Life is rough and trust me... right now you have it good. I raised my 3 siblings, took care of dogs, cats, chickens, ducks, guinea pigs, rabbits... Are you the oldest? I am. My mom was the hardest on me... and I am the only one to graduate high school (so far) I have a house and a family. I thank her for that, now. If you can't handle siblings and dogs... don't have children young! It doesn't get any easier. I have little simpathy for you at this time. I feel you have yet to master empathy. At your age, I am not sure that I did either. Again I will say kill her with kindness... It will make your life easier, and if she truely is a person that cannot be pleased, there is nothing you can do except get through til you are 18 and can get your own place and see really how cruel the world can be. If you are an hour late for work... you get to find a new job! These are life lessons your mom is teaching you... I always loved my dad more. Now I see that he was little to no help to my mom at all. I thought she was the reason my dad broke all his promises... nope it was him. Again not trying to make you upset but trying to relate to you from an older perspective...
I agree with this 100%.
[COLOR=FF0000] WARNING! RANT! [/COLOR] I am convinced holidays make life more stressful! Mom promised that we were gonna have an enjoyable Christmas outing together with the whole family, and that she would not let anyone or anything interfere with the outing. And then, what does she do?! She decides it's time to schedule a haircut! Now we aren't going anywhere, and to make things even worse, my dip-stick, dink-head, idiot brother spills coffee all over my nice drawing! And he didn't just ruin one drawing! No, he ruined two drawings! Furthermore, I am convinced that my parents like my siblings better than me! Why? Because if I'm late to feed the dogs, they will chew me out like I've committed a crime! I mean, they will not just drop it! And I was, what, an hour late to feed them? Meanwhile, it's been two freaking days since my dipstick brother gave the dogs water, and it has mud, leaves, and algae in it! And my mom and dad see this and they're like "Geeze, Tim!" and drop it! The dogs have gone for two days without water and they do not care! But if I am an hour late to feed the dogs, I've committed an unimaginable crime! Why do my parents hate me so?! I mean, mom is, like, worse than dad. His reaction is mellow, but it still hurts. Mom is the one that will sit and cuss at me and threaten me. Like, packing my sh*t for me and kicking my a** out the front door, or me b*tching about everything. Or how about me being a lazy a** who does nothing to contribute makes her life f*cking miserable! Gosh, what the heck did I do wrong there? I must've screwed up big-time. She's still cussing about how she has a f*cking b*tch for a daughter. What the heck went wrong there?! I swear, my whole freaking family hates me, except for dad. The only person who has a mellow reaction to my mistakes and still appreciates me for who I am. Mom never does that. And ya know what! I know why me and my mom don't get along! Because mom tries so hard and spends all of her time with me trying to turn me into a clean freak, and a person who likes clean and all that! No offense to all you clean and tidy people out there, but I will never ever be a clean freak like she is! She is just wasting her time and ruining our relationship with her stupid attempts to make me who she wants me to be! *Rant Over* :hit
I ALWAYS end up doing my brother's animal chores on top of my own, and no one ever thanks me. But I still do it, because there's no point being angry about it, and hell if an animal goes without food/water/shelter when I can easily do something about it. Buck up and go give those dogs water, NOW. Don't be mad at your brother because it's his job, just DO IT. Don't be mad at him for not doing it, because you see something is wrong there, and still haven't done anything. I have a ridiculous amount of crap to do everyday, plus teach my brother and manage my own education, and take care of all my animals. But if my parents get home and I haven't done the dishes because I'm busy trying to write a paper for school, all hell breaks loose. And if it's the other way around, and I do dishes instead of writing, all hell breaks loose. Now, if my brother hasn't taken care of his few responsibilities (feed the dogs and cat, make sure they have water), I have to do them, and no one ever says thank you. But if he does something extra, everyone is super excited and proud. I take care of my brother 3-5 days a week, and even though he's plenty old enough to cook and clean for himself, I'm still stuck with doing it. Why? Because I'd rather have my parents happy than my entire family p*ssed off at each other. My mom likes my brother more. I know she does. Because he is exactly like her, and he always wants to hug. Because of that I hated her for three years. But now I'm over it. I believe she loves him so much because he's her baby, whereas I grew up very fast, and can take care of myself. But she's still my mom, and she still loves me, and I love her too. We definitely do not have the same relationship as she and my brother do, but I'm greatful for what we do have, even if it's sometimes totally dysfunctional. Everything is so much easier if you just suck it up and do what you need to. Holidays are stressful, especially if you're like us and poor, and sometimes the best thing to do is stay quiet, avoid your mom, and keep her happy.
Hi Gigi :frow Hope you're feeling better.
Thanks, Tee. I'm all well and so is DH. Boy, it was a bad stretch but we're back to normal - yay!
Hi Gigi! :frow
 
Okay I wasnt going to say a word. But I changed my mind.

My kids would all give you a different perspective on my love. Who I love best, who I care most about, who is my favorite. The truth is I love each one of them differently, but I love them all equally. I like them differently though and I like one more than another. That may make me a bad mom- but I am telling the truth.

How it seems to always go here is- I have two very difficult kids, and I have three with various problems. I have one who would do anything in the world for me, who helps out constantly, who does things without asking, who always trys to keep the peace and that is the one that I dump on the most. Why? Because that is the kid that I know will do whatever I ask. That is the kid that will not only do what I ask, but will do it without complaining and will do a good job. AND- the other two will complain, fuss,and do the job half-donkeyed, if at all. Honestly, its too much trouble to get them to do anything. An its easier to just ask the one who will. So I depend on the one more than the others. I also ride that kid harder than I do the others. Because I know that kids potential. And because that kid is really the only one who will listen to my ranting and will learn from it. The other two will cop an attitude and start a huge fight annd its just not always worth it.

Is it right? NO. However, it happens. Thats life. id still die in a second to protect all of them. I still give the same to them all- in the end. I still do my best for each one of them, and I love each one of them with my whole heart. SO, dont assume your mother hates you- chances are, she doesnt.
 
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Hi...
I am in achy hello. I raked those leaves out of the run. Took half the skids out of the other part of the coop. Back to earth there. I find I prefer the earth.. Got that burning. Added a shelf roost for Vanilla silkie hen, she likes to get up high, but on top of the nests, so, made her an 8 in x 4ft shelf roost. She's a happy girl now. Also put in another roost, trying to get more of them sillys to move into the actual coop. Got to get wood tomorrow for making a faverolle pen.
Any way, my elbows hurt... Knee is swollen, foot is killing me, and my ankles... I just popped 3 Tylenol... Should feel relief soon... Oh... And my blood pressure must be up... My face is as red as a beet... Down my neck too... But, chores are done for another week.
Hi Nova. Wow, what a lot of work. No wonder you're hurting - but what can you do -
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Wish I had gotten that much done...

Oh, I totally agreed with you about being a mother with a teenage daughter. My greatest fear is that my granddaughter will grow up to be a princess (her mom's definitely one although getting better). So, everytime she's out here I've got her in the chicken or goat pen or garden playing/work/getting dirty. Princesses don't survive well in the real world.
 

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