I'm glad you are back home and feeling froggy. I am not-so-patiently waiting on my book to come in.....hoping we can talk genetics again.
Jest Another Day in Pear-A-Dice - Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm in Alberta
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Lol we had one of those red balls with the handle too! The dogs loved it and chewed the heck out of it. Then one day it was just gone...
A year or two later we made friends our neighbors down the road and heard about their dogs and their favorite, most loved toy. It was this big red ball with a handle on it, but they had NO IDEA where the dogs got it from! Did we ever get a good laugh out that and of course we let them keep the silly ball
Good memories
The wubber ball we use is called "Jolly" and made for horses... Gone thru quite a few over two decades (never lost, too well fenced for them to get gone!) but noted the handle has been upgraded so the Cow dawgs can't chew thru them like butter any more. I tried the hard plastic indestructible ones (can even fill them full of sand or water to slow them up I suppose)...got a rather large one stored in one of the outbuildings. Issue with hard plastic ones is I found the dogs would hit it full on and worried about cracked ribs & broken teeth! Needed some "give" to the surface of the attack focus. Such totally ON or OFF monsters these muttsters.
Course if one gets hurt...it is MY fault for sure! Take serious duty of care of them ACDogs.
Froggy...as in ribbet?
Again, thanks for thinking of me and wishing me better heath...and the genetics...ha ha ha...not sure when I can focus back on those more structured lessons (Boo Dilution and such) as this nice warm weather has me once again clearing out barns. I got 1/4 of the Duck Barn cleared out and re-strawed...gonna grab these warm days and clear pens out...the house work can fall by the way side but never the critter habitats. LOL If Mother Nature wants to give me warmth to lift a few more layers of bedding before we get socked into hard frozen in place and don't have to start deep litter bedding process...bully on that!
This was how the load rode...blah!We got some more wooden pallets out and started stacking the slider bags off on to these extra pallets, using the carts to move them outta the way. Rick had to get going for the second load and this left me to sort out the mess in time for the next load to come home.
So it meant more work for us
The other negative was they made the feed but stored it in non-rodent proof quarters...note the duct tape they put over where the mice chewed into the bags AND the tag at the bottom left side of the photo...see the chew marks on the edge of the paper! All it means is that we will contact them and ask for an immediate "feed is done" notification so we can go get it right away. Seems to be what is done more and more these days. Whatever! We can try our best to do what we are able to maintain a quality product. I pretty much expect things to continue to go downwards...seems to be where things in some aspects choose to go.
Oh well...feed mill after feed mill is closing up here in Alberta--more and more all the time! I continue to educate myself on methods to make up our own complete rations...fer one day, probably sooner than later, I expect to hear they have closed up ALL the mills to us folk that buy feed rations in totes...even in ton amounts. Unless semis are the loads every single week for what we require to buy, I see it happening. Seems like no middle ground...you buy one bag a week or so or you buy semi loads...middle class poultry persons gone the way of the dinos. Sigh. I cannot dwell too long on negatives...it will be what will be.
Now for a visual comparison....
Shot of the Red Golden pheasant boys all mulling around
AND....
November 8th...thought these two shots were pretty neat...this is comparing how much ZOOM the lens has...same location without moving...now that is quite the zooming capabilities. I am most pleased with the new camera and lens!
This is using my old fits in the pocket camera on November 1st...still worth posting because I find this EVER so cute.
Fixins having a doggin' youthful fit over a squirrel on her property....can you see the concern...the raised up hackles...the alarm cries!
SQUIRREL!
What Fixins don't realize is the said squirrel (evil invader of her property) is right now located in between the side panels of the big trailer which are temporarily stored leaning against the fence. LMBO...the squirrel is SO close Fix could nip it. I won't be telling Fixins nothing about how close one of her tormenters is...could be a blood bath if she only knew. LOL
What is driving Fixins batty now (and Rick...he near has wiped the hare out twice with a vehicle while it zig zags on the roads outside the place) is the smell of the Snowshoe hares. They are still leaving prints all over in the snow and it has become somewhat of an expected response from the Fix to go into "hunting" mode once she gets outside now. Yeh...Elmer Fudd er what...
So I mentioned on November 8th, we moved the ewe barn...the Sheep Dip Inn has metal pipe skids and we move her off and Rick takes the sheep processed feed (poop?) to be composted.
Here are the series of photos....
I have moved the 3x12's from around the barn (to keep any drafts outta the barn) and we are getting ready to tug the barn to new ground.
Rick has moved the corrals/gate and stacked them using the tractor against one of the hay bales next to one of the fences outta the way.
Barn in process of sliding along...on 3x12's pulled by tractor.
Barn moved, revealing the pile to be moved by the tractor bucket to be composted...
Trip after trip out to the Ram pasture...there goes my hero hauling me loads and loads again!
Spreading the bounty of the ewe barn out...my my what wonderful grasses shall be grown!
Yee haw! After mega tractor trips...the pile is gone to its new location and the barn is moved & ready for the snow to fly! We tidied up a few more piles of things made into less piles and we are off to the races on being READY!
November 9th, the DAY after the ewe barn move...wonderbar...the white has come at last to stay a bit and made all look purdy!
I set up a corral panel and the man gate to close off this area and we can let her snow in. Lookin' like a winter's postcard, eh?
One of the bestest of things is to purchase and then haul in feed and bedding...have it used up and take the outputs from the critters and SEE that by taking the used items we make use of and then see them go into enriching the soil, too. Recall that band that I seeded...well this is the greenness of the forage growing on the composted bedding...she is very vividly GREEN on the left there. How good is that then!
There is one thing about living here...you never wanna blink...Nov 8th...it was green...
Rick's Fish Pond and Waterfall
November 1st, Rick has blown the fallen leaves outta the yard...making it all tidy tidy.
November 3rd, sunny skies and green grass...don't be resting on your laurels now...soon--ever so soon the seasons will change!
November 8th, we are busy moving the Ewe Barn...still looks pleasantly fallish out...misleading you into a lull perhaps?
Next day, November 9th, the snows have come to make the green into wonderful white--skies are overcast.
November 11th, over the next few days the snows come and pile up...but the sun shines and it is cheery. Different colour now!
Nov 1st, Rick hauls the tractor in to be washed up and clean...taking care of his play toys!
Tractor and trailer, truck too...all clean up nicely and returned on home to the ranch.
Nice to have all this cleaned up after using her for the summer and fall endeavours. Means she will be gleamy for her winter work outs.
Now abit about the babes...the chicken babies...oh the fuzzer butts on the continuous grow ups!
Been enjoying the birds I have hatched growing up. These are just three of the Skunk chooks (lil' stinkers)...my bonafied variety mutts!
Every one is different and of no known variety. A mix of Partridge, Buff and Red Chants and ever so much fun...for my own personal entertainment and discovery. So sweet and so bad, eh! Hee hee hee....bad bad BAD!!!!
For my own enjoyment of course AND to assist me in understanding first hand...how colour genetics interact and react.
Mark Twain:
November 5th, I find this one youngster fascinating...there is NO mottling in this line period...and yet...what is with the dots, the pearls of light colour on the feather tips...
Nov 20th...the answer I get from posting the Nov 5th photos is there is a camouflage state that use to be more common in chickens...a young expression of dotty dots to help the chicks hide better--more a wild type response and not that common any more. The existence of these juvenile dots is probably to mimic sunlight streaming in thru the jungle foilage. All in all fascinating!
I can tell you I shall be watching these dotty dotted Skunk chooks to see how long these pearls last and if they stay into adult plumage OR disappear because the bird no longer needs to be that safe out and about roaming.
Another note of interest...see the leg colour changes...this is what ramping up the feeding of cracked yellow corn does to shanks and toes...more yellow in those limbs now...and only fifteen days of more corn for winter firing of their internal heating systems. Pretty neato!
By the by...don't the dark ear markings look hilarious...on that light coloured head! Just comical! So odd and ugly buggly and yet cute!
Having way too much fun being bad, eh? Shameful and delightful...
Langston Hughes:
Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird,
That cannot fly.
Man alive my eyeballs are hanging out on some of the states of the Bantam Project Chanteclers...the white of the whitest and glowing good forms regarding feather texture and body structure--lack of head gear and nice temperaments...but again, take pics another day, fer now, busy getting them comfy and such.
On Friday, Rick and I, we went and completed our Christmas shopping in the big city. Even at this early date, there was a three light wait at most of the stop lights in the city...already! Ha ha ha...for around abouts $33 per stocking, I got them completed and stuffed up. Even Fixins got covered only HER costs were higher--she got a $35 dog bed to replace her squished down one. Of course, there is no waiting fer Christmas for her...she got her bed immediately upon returning home. Now Rick and I laugh at her on her CLOUD bed...so high and poofers! A great and restful place for Warrior Princess to relax by the wood stove...when not out hunting those noxious squirrels and invader rabbits. I'll have to take a few click pics of the poof poof bed with the Princess on it...but that'll hafta hold fer another day.
So I do believe that about catches me up...sorta if that state can EVER be had...caught up in regards to the circle of life! Roll on! LOL
For today as mentioned, I got some inside the Duece Coop pens to clear out and some more growing up (way too fast!) babes to sort thru and move about and try my best not to spend too much time standing and staring at them. hee hee...
Off I meander again...soaking up the essence of paradise living.
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
Is this gonna be on the test?
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I'm only gonna make up a test if you start bringing me apples--one apple a day.
Chooks love sliced cored apples.
Tara
Lol. Glad u are back to ur old (long winded) self. I like the polka dot chicks
I'd love to see Fixins on her new bed. Santa was good to bring it so early. Now that I read your post, I am just feeling so mellow, maybe I'll be able to fall asleep soon and stop staring at the clock. Gpodnight Tara, hope you get some good rest, so you can talk to us lots more. Bama is just jealous that he doesn't have a way with words like you do.
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Winded? No--sore fingers perhaps if the typing was longer but not winded. Ha ha ha...
I knew you'd enjoy the bad, ever so BAD polka kids! Roll out that barrel...we'll have a barrel of FUN!
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Your wish is my command Diva (see below). So glad I help mellow you out (OR are you saying my words and pics bore you...put you to sleep...bwa ha ha--less side affects than any pill--so still positive!). Goodnight back at you my DD...hope you slept well.
I don't think Bama is jealous more than the fact that he has his own (more concise) way with his words too...his words just have some means and ways not all of us are willing to replicate.
Chili Davis:
Some of us oldtimers have not lessened any on how bad we really are (bad to the bone and too stubborn to learn new tricks)...we have just learned how to be bad and yet not get caught too often at it. Heh heh heh...
DD, I told Princess Puppy you wanted to see her on her new bed and this is the l00k she gave me...
"What? Again? You want me to pose nice & lookit the birdy?
Did you say "Cheese?" and I mean cheese and you better be TOSSing it."
I don't quite figure she thinks she has fans...she is kinda raunchy type dawg and not aiming for making up a collection of the "loveable" groupies. She's more ACD than most and that fact alone makes her about as huggable as a porcupine sometimes...but you just gotta cater to her wants and needs and sneak in a few quick huggies and rubby the furs (backwards!) when she least suspects it!
Princess on the poofy cloud bed
She really has retired into a more "lap" dog type regiment...but don't anyone tell her she is getting soft. She'll give you a good biting for that insolence. I laugh because I put a fleece blanket on top of her new cloud bed--she has to make an effort to get UP on this dog bed--gives her something to mess up and wrinkle, slobber and bitey bite...also having a top floating blanky allows me to swing by and straighten out her covers--gotta have a purpose for my existence yah know.
So like it never ceases to amaze me...I recall about a decade ago, mailing some reports for a dog club from here sent to Calgary...all of a two hour drive. It took TWO weeks to arrive...I could have walked there faster...as part of a wagon train! LMBO
Well it is still bad...getting worse too. My son mailed me a b-day card...he lives in Red Deer which is less than a one hour drive away...all of 85 kilometers! He mailed it end of October and it took exactly ONE month to get here. Really...30 days to get one hour's drive. How bad is that? The card was correctly addressed and had more than adequate postage! Truly incredible--it is like they just relish giving out worse and worse service and don't get me started on how often we get other people's mail...people that have been here longer than we have and we just can't seem to receive our properly addressed letters and packages...Often it is delivered one or two addresses ahead or behind where it should be and it really does make you ponder what exactly you are NOT receiving and should have???
Oh well...the "hatch day" card was well worth the wait (besides the fact that Rick told him NOT to mail it as we have seen each other three times since he mailed the card!---agh!).
The whole point of our immediate family exchanging cards is to get the biggest ZINGERS in on each other. Flatulence is a common theme, as is getting older and falling to pieces! There are no real off limit boundaries...even swearing is encouraged. For to get the most outrageous card is the greatest compliment on how much one is LOVED...it is all about the hunting and seeking of the most noxious card possible for the delivered teasing tormenting!
Ah yes...the Mr. Rogers theme...Frederick "Fred" McFeely Rogers is a perfect person to poke fun at me with...jest love the sweater and the grimace...such a nice man to have wandering abouts in yer neighbourhood, eh?
Two quotes from the same ancient Greek explains it well....
Sophocles:
Sophocles:
Getting older is a free for all, license to be a kid...a very bad over the top having WAY too much fun, excessively happy being bad and all that jazz...KID... Wheee hee hee...not responsible for our actions (or inactions), our fleeting pursuits, major distractions, whims and wants.
Martha Gellhorn:
So what could be more bad and over the top than producing some excessively "hackle black" Chanteclers? I have visions now of keeping this trend of blacker and blacker over to excess...going onwards! Wouldn't some self-Black feathered up Chanteclers be kinda neato and fun? Wickedly black but ever so purdy if you can look past the shafting this generation has--get rid of the red pigments and let the black leach in fully...LOL
They would be that kinda neato black feathered variety of chickens with them yellow legs (like Wyandottes)...there is just something fab about red faces, yellow legs, and black feathers that is pretty striking! Well if nothing else, Black based birds DO make the bestest White feathered birds! I could stop any time with the project and just cover them all over with White-no pigment...like using one great big old eraser...RIGHT?
Man alive these two look seriously stern--EAGLE grave..."What's that about erasing us?"
I grabbed a few of the growing up chooks for some spontaneous photos and wish yesterday I had more opportunities for some shots of the chooks IN the sunshine but there was no real brightness to capture...no streaming glistening rays to shine that would dance delicately off these black beauties and the others I grabbed up in my childish moments. Oh well, no sunshine here today and expecting some snow in a few days. There were a few scattered flakes about this a.m. but nothing serious just yet.
Note the wattles...the Chantecler breed IS to have wattles in both genders and seeing these two blackish beasts with small "bloops" of wattles forming is delightful!
These boys below are older than the two excessive black hackled ones above...and have even LESS wattles (older birds, especially the males tend to have more wattles and combs as they get on)...some wattles though, just don't figure their wattles will amount to much!
Should make them great winter survivor males...nothing much to freeze off, eh?
Red, Red and half White feathered, Red and half White, Red
Sorry...I always find it most amusing with the young whipper snapper dudes...set them lined up on a fence rail and they always look so comical. "Are we suppose to be behaving & letting you snap photos of us? We could rumble in a split second if we wanted to." Every single one is a character and it sure is difficult not to break out in laughter at their antics. Them boyz...!!!!! All I want to do is ruffle up their neck feathers and that would only encourage them to act up and be rowdy ROOS!
Gotta worry about the lack of wattles as some of my youngsters are exhibiting not much in the way of wattles. There are some Chantecler fanciers that adore total lack of head gear but to be compliant to the SOP's, Chants must have some wattles, not NONE!
Some of the self-Buff Chanteclers a growing up here. On the left, darker shade of buff that I prefer (usually accompanied with a firmer feather texture too--less poof poof), on the right and in the middle, the more traditional self-Buff...like a gold watch colour.
So made up some egg drop soup last night...easy peasy.
Boil up some bones and whatnots for chicken soup stock--after you have a nice rich broth made, strain out the bones, etc. Add a handful of frozen peas, some diced green onions, some diced chicken white meat (optional), and then get the stock boiling! Crack a few eggs, whisk them all with a fork and when your stock is boiling rapidly, get her swirling round and round in the pot and pour a stream of whipped eggs in...
The stock should be boiling hot enough to cook the eggs into long strands of y'eggers and voila...soup de jour! Loved by all here...Fixins got some lovely warm soup in her supper (and breakfast) to moisten up her kibs and of course, an extra handful of chook meat to add some goodness to her belly. She loves her chicken!
So how DO you know your animals are happy...really really happy and contented?
Well Rick figures the creatures you keep are happy when they keep trying to replicate more of themselves...MORE of them to enjoy the paradise settings! LOL "Stop it!," we say!..."No more...no more kids, no more telling your buddies to swing by on their migration South...enough for now, eh!" Like anyone listens to us...us mere humans in the equation! Slaves to the critters.
So I mentioned I cleared out and re-strawed a quarter of the bantam duck barn the other evening since the weather has been rather warmish out.
Sure enough...are the Call Ducks happy...well are they??
Yeh...almost December here and POP...out comes a Call egg. Bwa ha ha...really, begin to hatch a duckling now? No thanks but appreciate the gifty from them duck a lucks. I wonder which hen drew the short straw and had to produce...FTD!
Christmas is a month away and only had one real stint of cold weather...well OK...a stint and a break and another bit of a stint. Hear we are to get minus twenty coming this weekend. Bit of snow, some cold but not for too long. Love that...almost Christmas and surely not as much snow as last year this time and not as cold. Makes it great for the animals and birds--not too harsh a winter!
Got my ultra sound booked yesterday...Dec 5th. It is nice to hear they are not finding anything abnormal with me but would like them to find something that explains why I feel "off" my normal self. Oh well...things to do, creatures to continue to torment. Later, eh!
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
Quote:
Winded? No--sore fingers perhaps if the typing was longer but not winded. Ha ha ha...
I knew you'd enjoy the bad, ever so BAD polka kids! Roll out that barrel...we'll have a barrel of FUN!
Quote:
Your wish is my command Diva (see below). So glad I help mellow you out (OR are you saying my words and pics bore you...put you to sleep...bwa ha ha--less side affects than any pill--so still positive!). Goodnight back at you my DD...hope you slept well.
I don't think Bama is jealous more than the fact that he has his own (more concise) way with his words too...his words just have some means and ways not all of us are willing to replicate.
Chili Davis:
Some of us oldtimers have not lessened any on how bad we really are (bad to the bone and too stubborn to learn new tricks)...we have just learned how to be bad and yet not get caught too often at it. Heh heh heh...
DD, I told Princess Puppy you wanted to see her on her new bed and this is the l00k she gave me...
"What? Again? You want me to pose nice & lookit the birdy?
Did you say "Cheese?" and I mean cheese and you better be TOSSing it."
I don't quite figure she thinks she has fans...she is kinda raunchy type dawg and not aiming for making up a collection of the "loveable" groupies. She's more ACD than most and that fact alone makes her about as huggable as a porcupine sometimes...but you just gotta cater to her wants and needs and sneak in a few quick huggies and rubby the furs (backwards!) when she least suspects it!
Princess on the poofy cloud bed
She really has retired into a more "lap" dog type regiment...but don't anyone tell her she is getting soft. She'll give you a good biting for that insolence. I laugh because I put a fleece blanket on top of her new cloud bed--she has to make an effort to get UP on this dog bed--gives her something to mess up and wrinkle, slobber and bitey bite...also having a top floating blanky allows me to swing by and straighten out her covers--gotta have a purpose for my existence yah know.
So like it never ceases to amaze me...I recall about a decade ago, mailing some reports for a dog club from here sent to Calgary...all of a two hour drive. It took TWO weeks to arrive...I could have walked there faster...as part of a wagon train! LMBO
Well it is still bad...getting worse too. My son mailed me a b-day card...he lives in Red Deer which is less than a one hour drive away...all of 85 kilometers! He mailed it end of October and it took exactly ONE month to get here. Really...30 days to get one hour's drive. How bad is that? The card was correctly addressed and had more than adequate postage! Truly incredible--it is like they just relish giving out worse and worse service and don't get me started on how often we get other people's mail...people that have been here longer than we have and we just can't seem to receive our properly addressed letters and packages...Often it is delivered one or two addresses ahead or behind where it should be and it really does make you ponder what exactly you are NOT receiving and should have???
Oh well...the "hatch day" card was well worth the wait (besides the fact that Rick told him NOT to mail it as we have seen each other three times since he mailed the card!---agh!).
The whole point of our immediate family exchanging cards is to get the biggest ZINGERS in on each other. Flatulence is a common theme, as is getting older and falling to pieces! There are no real off limit boundaries...even swearing is encouraged. For to get the most outrageous card is the greatest compliment on how much one is LOVED...it is all about the hunting and seeking of the most noxious card possible for the delivered teasing tormenting!
Ah yes...the Mr. Rogers theme...Frederick "Fred" McFeely Rogers is a perfect person to poke fun at me with...jest love the sweater and the grimace...such a nice man to have wandering abouts in yer neighbourhood, eh?
I love getting older...
Two quotes from the same ancient Greek explains it well....
Sophocles:
Sophocles:
Getting older is a free for all, license to be a kid...a very bad over the top having WAY too much fun, excessively happy being bad and all that jazz...KID... Wheee hee hee...not responsible for our actions (or inactions), our fleeting pursuits, major distractions, whims and wants.
Martha Gellhorn:
So what could be more bad and over the top than producing some excessively "hackle black" Chanteclers? I have visions now of keeping this trend of blacker and blacker over to excess...going onwards! Wouldn't some self-Black feathered up Chanteclers be kinda neato and fun? Wickedly black but ever so purdy if you can look past the shafting this generation has--get rid of the red pigments and let the black leach in fully...LOL
They would be that kinda neato black feathered variety of chickens with them yellow legs (like Wyandottes)...there is just something fab about red faces, yellow legs, and black feathers that is pretty striking! Well if nothing else, Black based birds DO make the bestest White feathered birds! I could stop any time with the project and just cover them all over with White-no pigment...like using one great big old eraser...RIGHT?
Man alive these two look seriously stern--EAGLE grave..."What's that about erasing us?"
I grabbed a few of the growing up chooks for some spontaneous photos and wish yesterday I had more opportunities for some shots of the chooks IN the sunshine but there was no real brightness to capture...no streaming glistening rays to shine that would dance delicately off these black beauties and the others I grabbed up in my childish moments. Oh well, no sunshine here today and expecting some snow in a few days. There were a few scattered flakes about this a.m. but nothing serious just yet.
Note the wattles...the Chantecler breed IS to have wattles in both genders and seeing these two blackish beasts with small "bloops" of wattles forming is delightful!
These boys below are older than the two excessive black hackled ones above...and have even LESS wattles (older birds, especially the males tend to have more wattles and combs as they get on)...some wattles though, just don't figure their wattles will amount to much!
Should make them great winter survivor males...nothing much to freeze off, eh?
Red, Red and half White feathered, Red and half White, Red
Gotta worry about the lack of wattles as some of my youngsters are exhibiting not much in the way of wattles. There are some Chantecler fanciers that adore total lack of head gear but to be compliant to the SOP's, Chants must have some wattles, not NONE!
Some of the self-Buff Chanteclers a growing up here. On the left, darker shade of buff that I prefer (usually accompanied with a firmer feather texture too--less poof poof), on the right and in the middle, the more traditional self-Buff...like a gold watch colour.
So made up some egg drop soup last night...easy peasy.
Boil up some bones and whatnots for chicken soup stock--after you have a nice rich broth made, strain out the bones, etc. Add a handful of frozen peas, some diced green onions, some diced chicken white meat (optional), and then get the stock boiling! Crack a few eggs, whisk them all with a fork and when your stock is boiling rapidly, get her swirling round and round in the pot and pour a stream of whipped eggs in...
The stock should be boiling hot enough to cook the eggs into long strands of y'eggers and voila...soup de jour! Loved by all here...Fixins got some lovely warm soup in her supper (and breakfast) to moisten up her kibs and of course, an extra handful of chook meat to add some goodness to her belly. She loves her chicken!
So how DO you know your animals are happy...really really happy and contented?
Well Rick figures the creatures you keep are happy when they keep trying to replicate more of themselves...MORE of them to enjoy the paradise settings! LOL "Stop it!," we say!..."No more...no more kids, no more telling your buddies to swing by on their migration South...enough for now, eh!" Like anyone listens to us...us mere humans in the equation! Slaves to the critters.
So I mentioned I cleared out and re-strawed a quarter of the bantam duck barn the other evening since the weather has been rather warmish out.
Sure enough...are the Call Ducks happy...well are they??
Yeh...almost December here and POP...out comes a Call egg. Bwa ha ha...really, begin to hatch a duckling now? No thanks but appreciate the gifty from them duck a lucks. I wonder which hen drew the short straw and had to produce...FTD!
Christmas is a month away and only had one real stint of cold weather...well OK...a stint and a break and another bit of a stint. Hear we are to get minus twenty coming this weekend. Bit of snow, some cold but not for too long. Love that...almost Christmas and surely not as much snow as last year this time and not as cold. Makes it great for the animals and birds--not too harsh a winter!
Got my ultra sound booked yesterday...Dec 5th. It is nice to hear they are not finding anything abnormal with me but would like them to find something that explains why I feel "off" my normal self. Oh well...things to do, creatures to continue to torment. Later, eh!
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
U probably need a band-ade for ur long winded fingers
Bama, you are being inappropriate - go sit in the corner, I am so excited- my sister in New Mexico just adopted a 5 mos. old Australian cattle dog mix male. So I finally have a nephew. I'm going nuts waiting for pictures..
My niece started with a cattle dog ANGUS, he passed away last year. She got a aussie mix female after, then decided to get another aussie mix male - I guess you can tell she likes them just fine. I knew their names at some point but, they disappeared like everything else.
My sister hasn't named hers yet but I know it won't be anything keen like "Fixins,"
Nothing like a new dog to bring excitement to the world.
My niece started with a cattle dog ANGUS, he passed away last year. She got a aussie mix female after, then decided to get another aussie mix male - I guess you can tell she likes them just fine. I knew their names at some point but, they disappeared like everything else.
My sister hasn't named hers yet but I know it won't be anything keen like "Fixins,"
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