Jest Another Day in Pear-A-Dice - Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm in Alberta

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Tara l love, love, love, your postings. I think it is because of your conversational style. I don't feel I am reading, I feel I am listening to you. So very comforting.

Well aren't you all sweetness DD!

Of course we are having a conversation...a coffee (or tea, or whatever) in front of the 'puter...having a sit by and chat it up...we sure ARE!
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I've been a huge fan of e-mail and forums for a long time. The text (and photos...oh the fun with pictures we may have!) sits there and waits on us. If we are busy, no matter...we can always catch up (or skip it if its overwhelming to do so...take up at the latest post and go forward from there)...it sits and waits for the moment when you can flop in from of the (sometimes brain sucking and time gobbling) device to socialize at our conveniences. Unlike the telephone which requires immediate attentions but one can always ignore even the demands of a phone...so voice mail or an answering machine can pick up if you are in the midst of something. Like visitors in person...I remember someone coming by a half hour early than they said they were going to be...there I was, a needle and syringe clamped in my mouth...hopping the corral fence to give the sheep a deworming dose because, well...I still had half an hour before I had to quit and sit...sometimes I HATE having to sit...to entertain people. Nothing mean or nasty meant by it--it is nice to have visitors but not too many--not too many back to back, eh? Just sometimes you can get SO much done in that hour or so that needs doing...but then always something needs doing I suppose. The whole point is never to be bored...not bored...too tired to do any more, tad bit hungry, slightly distracted some daze...Maybe...but never EVER bored or lacking purpose! LOL

It is nice that you enjoy the postings and they give you comfort. All this is about having FUN! Fun is to be just that...entertainment that is enjoyable.
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I find great joy and companionship in forums of similar interests. I don't have to explain why I am infatuated with birds and the life style one leads doing that. For anyone that don't quite "get it"...well what in tarnation is that person doing on a poultry list? Try walking out your place and having conversations with the neighbours or the supposed "normals" in society! Bizarre at best is the response. So you shut your pie hole and make like you are somewhat sane...as per society as a whole's definition is of that!
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Here's an instance near, dear and relevant to the fall time for us...I can just hear Normal Joe or Jane saying it...

"You spend your time finding good sources for straw and you then spend money, time, energy, burn up commodities like the life expectancy of the Boo truck and the big trailer...use up resources hauling it all home...only to lavish it upon beings that soil it up...then you again exert resources to haul it out and to your pasture to till it in, seed it, and have other critters EAT the wealth of growth that bursts forth from the composting of it?"

What I guess I am saying, is there is probably not a similar mindset round my area for 500 miles or more that would even begin to get one second of my past few weeks of amusements. The part that I choose to enjoy doing all this would be even more foreign to them.

"You LIKE doing this?"

YEH...I do!

"You must be making lots of money then?"

None...I cannot claim one red cent of it as it is deemed all to be "no expectation of profit," so it is ALL a hobby...a hobby farm in the worst way."

"You wouldn't rather be on a sandy beach some place soaking up the sun and drinking umbrella beverages instead?"

NOPE...don't do any more than a day trip or two every once in a while and usually to bring back provisions to keep the place running along smoothly...

"You like living there...you never want to be away from there?"

YUP...always here...never gone. It would be perfection to never have to step outside the perimeters of the property.

"Are you insane?"

Excessively happy, verging upon insanity...Sure when I see what normal in society is suppose to be...no sense of purpose or fulfillment, chronic unhappiness, substance induced states of dementia coupled with addictions...laziness, slothful existences leading to poor health in body & soul...unwarranted sense of self-entitlement...thinking you are somehow special and yet not working to deserve any special treatment...self absorbed, vain, superficial--it is all about ME attitudes with no thought to anyone else's feelings or needs besides their own, nobody else matters...instant gratification, never having to work hard at something to succeed...never failing and taking that in stride because they never put themselves out there to even try to help themselves or make improvements...pushing yourself harder because it is worth it...adding more positives in the world because you happen to have existed...more givers, less takers!...never being satisfied with what you have & always wanting more of the things you do not deserve...never making the most of the people that you have chosen to have around you...enjoying the simple things in life...in just living and enjoying that freedom to have friends & family, in simple must do things like eat, sleep, work, play; make improvements to strive to be better. There is so much good in humans and we so often choose to be bad...free will and we blame our shortcomings on everyone and everything but the one that makes the choices. Life gives you lemons, be the one to invent the best dang lemonade ever!
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Yes...mind gone to mush! I act funny too...I speak dog, chicken, duck...turkey and several other species of poultry lingo...I am often heard speaking out loud to myself and answering too...I prefer the company of dogs over most humans...I like to get dirty so I can get clean, break a sweat, eat things I have had a hand in growing or making, understand that failing means I pushed the limit but found the boundaries to abide by...find extreme joy in a silly chook that might not amuse anyone else but me. YES...I am crazy and I would rather you not let me know that by making me aware of how others exist. Happy with the skin I am in and the place that I be...now scoot along some place else and see if you can stir the pot there. I got important things to do and you are distracting me from that purpose. Good day...

Was that enough conversation to fit the bill fer today...jest another day here in Pear-a-Dice perhaps?
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Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
 
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Seems to be appropriate for the kinda day I am having...won't get into it but all work related...sigh. Part time jobs can suck the life full time outta one...oh well--suck it up Buttercup!
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Who said this...why Mother Teresa did...I like that gal...a real trooper lady with supreme class act!
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Newspaper article I read in Alberta Farm Express Oct 27, 2014, on a paper published just recently in Poultry Science...

Talks about three sets of chickens kept under identical conditions (and none fed hormones) ...the strain from 1957 which at 56 days weighed 905 grams (two pounds)...another strain from 1978 that was 1,808 grams/ 4 pounds (so double the weight of the 1957 strain) and the 2005 strain that is 4,202 grams...a whomping 4.2 kg (9.26 pounds).
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AND the wonders of wonders...it takes HALF the feed to do this. White meat portion on the 1957 bird is 11 percent of live weight compared to 20 percent live weight of the 2005 strain.

The thing that caught my eye was the marketing of the chicken...comparing whole birds-(broilers), cut up as parts and birds processed even further than just parts...shows you how many "home cooked" ROASTED chickens we are NOT enjoying as a culture...

1962 - 83% is whole chickens / 15% is cut up / 2% is processed further.

2005 - 11% is whole chickens / 43% is cut up / 46% is processed further.

Who started up the conversion of where you had chicken on Sunday and usually those were culls or spent layers...wait for it...

The US grocery A&P held contests for the "Chicken of Tomorrow" where chicken breeders were encouraged to produce BIGGER birds...which they did by breeding big males to big females and so our illustrious mush meat FrankenBirds came to be. Increased growth rates combined with more efficient feed ratios.

Icrumba...see that in the article nobody mentions that the 2005 strain of chicken DON'T taste very chickeny...could help explain why WHOLE chicken sales are on the decline whilst processed and cut up (and coated and flavour packets added and...so stop a moment...what is in a chicken flavour packet if it is not...gulp...CHICKEN? Some Eurasian TOAD is used OR...I hate to ask and get an answer...) sales are on the increase...no matter....too much thinking for one day, eh!
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Off I go, got some pics I wanna take of the most fabulous little Wyandotte Bantam...all red and blue and cute as a button...and soon time enough to go run the dawgs...never can a person be feeling bluesy running them dog dogs...they SO love it. Zesty pests!
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Tomorrow's a brand new day, eh!

Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
 
Hey Tara
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I also love your story telling and sit with my coffee, enjoying every post.

I do have a question please which I have no doubt will lead to a story which I look forward to.

Apologies if you have been asked this in the past, but I do believe it would not have been on this thread.

Why do you use the avatar you have; is there a story behind it? While I am not in the least saying it is not a nice avatar, I just wonder out of all the photos you have, why that one? Is she special?

Apparently I have three questions, not one
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On the right, that's the lil' silver laced female I took pics of yesterday...



I find them the oddest at this stage...we got adult feathers (sorta) and lots of leg length, beaks that look to be frowning (very stern and serious!) and sorta a mix of down and such...odd looking birds to say the least...

They do turn into rather fine adults...



But some of the stages are really funny...like this male and female I just had to take pics of yesterday eve...



Almost like garden gnomes...I guess that is how I can explain the male...broad face, distinguished smiling eyes...maybe an owl...sits back with confidence viewing his world...dunno, hard to explain! I do like him...whatever analogy used...cutester!
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They are SO laid back as chicks, I gotta remember to clip their beaks as they don't wear them out and can look FANG beaked otherwise.



Make a fist...that is how big he is right now...he'll grow (as will she who is half his size right now)...grow into a bowling ball but right now he is just too precious...don't even seem like normal chickens...happy to sit under the heat lamp, floof up and just suck it all in.


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Originally Posted by Teila

Hey Tara
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I also love your story telling and sit with my coffee, enjoying every post.

I do have a question please which I have no doubt will lead to a story which I look forward to.

Apologies if you have been asked this in the past, but I do believe it would not have been on this thread.

Why do you use the avatar you have; is there a story behind it? While I am not in the least saying it is not a nice avatar, I just wonder out of all the photos you have, why that one? Is she special?

Apparently I have three questions, not one
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waiting for the good response too
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OK ladies...a willing audience, so here we go. Lotsa photos fer today to post...

Avatars...on the bird lists I have used these ones too...



Fixins and Pudgy (the cataract Excessive White Patterned duck)



Rosy; Blue Fawn Call hen - our first entry at a sanctioned poultry show...
this hen was first in North America to take Reserve in Breed as a Blue Fawn - unrecognized variety back then in 2006


Why the current avatar...



Well first I guess better explain the "handle" I have here on BYC...I began using "Canuck Bock" a few years back for international poultry lists...Canuck for being Canadian (one of those ever crazy Canucks) and the word Bock for the contented sound a chicken hen makes. Plus Canuck Bock, it sounds extra silly too! That has merit in itself, eh?

Back in 2005, we started getting alot of requests for what Rick and I figured were foody type poultry...Rhodes, Speckled Sussex, Embdems, Pekins...bronze turkeys...and we kept responding back, "Nope, don't have those kinds." Began to wonder what was up because most of these birds were the kind you grew out and ate...and the requests were for chicken breeds that were large fowl (we at the time had no standard sized chickens, just the bantams). What gives but now we know...the hatcheries were slowly but surely downsizing the varieties on offer (some people even bought the classic Rock/Cornish and complained profusely that the birds ate, but never grew...and many were dying way too often so some were having to order a 100 day olds to see 50 make it to processing age...I suspect some batches were chilled during transport and never recovered but not all would have had that problem happen). There was in recent memory a span of a few years up here in Canada where there were NO waterfowl period available form hatcheries...none! Some problem or other and the hatcheries dropped them. Quick to drop and very slow if ever to pick them back up again.

Alot of the people that frequented the buy day olds in spring from the hatcheries were left high and dry (none kept birds over winter so had NO breeding stocks of their own) and just assumed that they would always be able to buy birds, grow them out, and process them in the fall to fill the freezers...do it all over again the next season. Suddenly their supplier didn't have the product and had given them zero warnings of it.

From my last post too, you can see that in 2005...that was when the last big convert of genetics on the meat birds is reported to have happened, at least here in Alberta. The meat birds now finished out at day 47 and quite frankly...people began to notice their chicken at the grocery did not TASTE like chicken. Rick and I thought that we were getting old and our taste buds were cratering...chicken and turkey did not taste like we remembered it too...but we just thought we were getting old. The good OLD days...fond memories when things were all good...
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What we now realize is at that time, the meat birds needed to spend more time maturing; more time = better taste...quality takes time and I suppose in just 47 days...the chicken meat had no time to build up any flavours...chicken flavour not tofu flavour and consistency. Chickens not able to run about but kept in the dark, ever hungry, never satisfied and fed continuously...they don't build any firmness in the meat they make...they taste like they were raised...not so good--fast, quick, with half the inputs...fillers but not any quality. I do know people that get great results from commercial hybrids BUT these birds are raised to be REAL chickens, run about, eat bugs, squish dirt between their toes, sun and dust bath...LIVE and therefore taste like they lived a good life eating quality foods. Ever crack open a grocery store egg shell...there is just enough shell to hold the egg to get to the consumer--no more, no less. I doubt the thickness and quality of that shell could contain a chick to be hatched from. Down to a pure science and margins for profit are ever so slim.

So I said to Rick..."we need to do something here to ensure we have some control over the food we eat!" We were both fearful that our meat supply was not going to be in our own control and the quality was going to keep decreasing while the price sky rocketed to where we could not afford to eat poultry. We had already seen that happen with pork...what back in 1998? We never ate pork chops or ribs for what seemed like ever--being exported and we could not afford to eat Alberta pork!

So we after much contemplation, we ordered up heritage turkey stocks (mycoplasma tested foundations birds!), Appleyard ducks (triple purpose ducks...meat, eggs and decoration!), and large fowl/Standard Chanteclers (Canada's chicken; general purpose breed for winter eggs and meat). All these birds were foundations for a breeding program for us...the Chantecler was our first big chicken and I was truly looking quite forward to holding Jumbo sized eggs in my hand...and processing (much bigger than our bantams) meat birds for our table...others were raving about raising their own large fowl and we had tasted some of the gravy and reveled in the thought of one bird processed providing several meals plus chicken salad sandwiches for lunches! Num num!

We were not disappointed either...our Sing Brightly Happy Hen flock has been blessing us with their presence and bounty since 2008.


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Now why the silhouette of the Chantecler as an avatar?

I believe one of the best ways to be good at physically selecting the best balanced form (breed = shape) of an animal is to have an image burned into your memory...you find a shape of the chicken you think is your objective (the words in the SOP are our guide but an image of those words is a good thing to have figured out!) and you keep that image foremost in your mind. I have photocopies of my breeds in sheet protectors hung up in the chicken barns and coops...so I can l00k down, look up and see the image I want and see how close the birds are getting to that ideal shape.

I don't give a fig what variety of chicken it is...the breed shape must be there no matter what colour pattern it has...if you put all the varieties behind a semi-opaque screen, and shone light thru it...the shadow cast for any of those birds should be identical...the colour pattern matters but to call a bird a breed, you are seeking the shape; a uniform shape that identifies it.



My ideal perfection of the Chantecler chicken breed is summed up by Arthur Schillings' air brushed photograph of the breed from 1923...to me, that is magic in form...so perfection in function too...for the chicken Chantecler has to be productive as it is pretty--pretty is as pretty does, eh!

Other images of perfect Chanti hens follow...



Even one image used by Oka during promotions of the breed...


So back in 2012, I happened to be snapping pics of the Chantecler hens and one image stood out from all others...it was dark enough you did not dwell on the variety, the colour pattern, you were more mesmerized by the SHAPE of the bird...the added feature that the background was SNOW (it never snows here...no, never in the Great White North is it WHITE!) just made it all the more appropriate to show a Canuck Bock. It is not so much the one hen was special but she happened to be standing pretty right to reflect the image I like in Schilling's SOP image for the Chantecler hen.

I suppose I could use any image that I have for Chantecler females...



Oh the photos I have taken...
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A sanctioned judge viewed this photo (my avatar and lots of others from 2012) and commented...

January, 2012:
Ground colour too light but she is a looker, eh?
Sometimes I'll keep something back based on its size...not so much its colour aspects. I guess I figure there is SO much to work on in colour patterns, you gotta watch not to toss the baby out with the bathwater...look past the colour pattern, feather type, and SEE with eyes what each bird has to contribute in a positive sense. This girl is BIG and healthy and to not use her to make more of that...would be like cutting your own program's throat before you even got started...



Her mother Gertie (Goliathe Gert) is immense but with an even lighter ground colour...here is Gertie, pictured above and below.



but this gal as her daughter is a tinge darker and so it goes...slowly foraging ahead.
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Sweet oldtimer Chantelle...she hops up on my knee to say "HI!"


One of our first Buff Chanteclers (and much much too soft feathered...like an Orpington! Miscolours of black in tail-rose comb instead of cushion but minimal head gear--zero wattles!) still alive and kicking round the coops here! Love my oldster stuff!
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Medusa...eagle eyed stern gaze...hardly any head gear...

I made her in 2009 from crossing Partridge to Buff...


December 2010
This Red girl has good body width all round and a back you could throw a mini-saddle upon...room in there to make eggs and hang meat off of!
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Medusa encompasses what a really TOUGH chicken can be--no group of photos in one of my posts to this thread would be quite complete without just one more pic with Princess Warrior tough gal Fixins in it...


Two tough girls eyeing each other up...
Red dogs...red chickens...life is good!
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Miscolour in the tail & shafting, but a good beginning on getting the Buff Chants to have a firmer feather...not so softy soft!

Oh the fun one could have with an avatar image...how about this one for a CUSHION comb...a breed feature of the Chantecler.
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A cushion comb...how do you know it's a cushion comb? When other chickens feel the need to SIT on the comb...a softy cushiony place to rest one's self!
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I've seen some great avatars that show off feather patterns...so tho these are ROOSTERS and not hens that "bock a bock bocky"...


Chantecler Hackles
Left - Buff, middle - Red, Right - Partridge


If roosters BOCKED (and I sure hope they don't unless startled!...I prefer the Roo a DOO noises from them!), any one of these images would work...


Redmond the Red Chant, 2013



Bantam Project male Chant - summer 2014



Surfer Boy...bantam project Chant, winter 2013
Wild colour; Partridge Cuckoo...jest wild!


How about avatars with chicks...everyone loves a baby right?


Red Chant day old...FACE PLANTED in starter...

I think I posted this one already but it still makes me giggle....


Natural hatched bantam project roo...so cute chirping at Momma...

Photo is probably the wrong shape for an avatar...too long, not square


The oom-pah-pah lad-de-ya-ya-yay gang of bantam project Chants...


Pair of bantam Chant chooks.


Chicken Crossing indeed!
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And last but not least...an image of a Parti Chant Roo that my SIL snapped here...she gave us the Xing signs too (one for ducks, one for chooks!).


A heart...how very perfect...this one I know is already here on the thread...LOL

So one could "change" their avatar quite easily to another and I could still keep the Canuck Bock theme...but you know...alot of us get our feathers in a fluff when someone changes their avatar. We look for that image, knowing we know who it represents and well...sometimes changes are good and other times, jest mayhem ensues. Seems to work so why mess with it?
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I could change my avatar to the image I use driving school bus...


But, yeh, I do believe I would be leading y'all astray...I don't have the time for BIG hair...my finger nails never EVER have a chance to get this long...I'm not into shinies unless it goes on trucks...so I guess this is just NOT ME!

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Originally Posted by Wisher1000

Is anyone else really curious as to Canuckbock's age, or is it just me?
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Ha ha ha...NO way am I fessing up on that one!
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And besides, it's RUDE to ask a lady her age... "old enough to know better" ... how about "not expired" or "past due date" jest yet, eh??
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So does this story time with lots & lots of photos (story book with pictures...imagine that concept??)...work for you ladies...coffee time over and done?
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Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
 
"And besides, it's RUDE to ask a lady her age... "old enough to know better" ... how about "not expired" or "past due date" jest yet, eh??"

HEY!! I didn't ask.......... I simply asked if anyone else was wondering........ so there...
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I have just been thinking that you have the wisdom and world view of someone of "experience" but the playfulness of a youngster. I, myself, am in the third quarter of my first century, my guess would be that you are, as well, Tara.
 
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"And besides, it's RUDE to ask a lady her age... "old enough to know better" ... how about "not expired" or "past due date" jest yet, eh??"

HEY!! I didn't ask.......... I simply asked if anyone else was wondering........ so there...
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Yeh yeh yeh...Wisher, you widgeoned outta that one. Bravo...I feel like I am back in high school again!
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Now if I ever did have to tell you my age...hand you over my driver's license...(wink wink, nudge nudge!...do you have jurisdiction up here too???)
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Then I would have to ACT my age and well you know...some days I feel 125 years old...other days I feel like a three year old (can I pee my pants and suck my thumb...hold my breath until I turn blue and eat all the candy I wanna till my tummy aches...oh hold on a moment...I still eat candy!). Sometimes I do feel what my years really are and well...so long as we greet each day like it will be the very last one we have...it will continue to be enjoyable and memorable...jest another day here in pear-a-dice!
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I have been told I do look fifteen years younger than my birth certificate says...but you know...that only works for a while...your years catch up to you and no amount of a decade and a half is gonna make that load feel any lighter...toss that bale and hurt less for it. I do get some satisfaction I must be doing OK when my son swings by and sees me wrangling 55 pound bags of feed into storage and he blurts out, "Mom, I would NOT be doing what YOU are doing!"
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I never did get to have a childhood Wisher...so this is my first time round as a totally newbie kid. I can honestly say, I am having a childhood...my first one and it's a good 'un. I can't stop that from bubbling up as sickening as it can make some people...hee hee

It IS kinda nice you care enough to ask though!
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Originally Posted by Wisher1000

I, myself, am in the third quarter of my first century, my guess would be that you are, as well, Tara.


Third quarter of my first century---hmm...counting on hands, taking off socks, counting up toes...nope not enough digits to count to 75. DRAT! Yeh, the other day I saw a kid on the bus hold up both hands to show how old they were and they still had some fingers left to spare...I have sheep, dogs, heck chickens & turkeys older than some of the kids I haul around!
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I've told this one before and say it again because it's cute.

Another Bus Story (run fer yer lives, she's at it again!!) I was talking to an older bus student...a girl and telling her how "farting on boys" was not appropriate bus conduct (yes, my how things have changed since I was a child!...agh!)...when this little girl came on the bus...kindergartener. Just then the older girl I was advising on the behaviour correction blurts out in total frustration..."You are OLD and MEAN!" to which the little girl replied quite firmly, "Mrs. Higgins, You are NOT mean..." Yeh...well at least I'm not MEAN....
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Well looking at what being over 75 might mean....



Hmm...not sure I can say I am in the last quarter of my first century but several of my close relatives where in that quarter before passing on...hope I don't end up regretting it.

Some people get old gracefully...and still have fun!
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Julius Henry "Groucho" Marx (October 2, 1890 – August 19, 1977):

One thing though...I do know I am going to die jest like John Prine's song...
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Please Don't Bury Me:

Yeh...only as old as you feel!
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Whee....

Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
 
Tara, you are so right on with your observations and having FUN FUN FUN! :D
All the time, or at least trying to! ;)

I have One Tiny suggestion for next year on those BIG bales, thread two traps together and run them lengthwise over the top of the bales for added security. That's how they make the truckers run them out of Alberta down to Texas. Rick is so handy ( gotta love our handy guys!), but it would need a little modification, do you have a welder buried somewhere in your well stocked farm?

And a question, I noticed a couple refridgerated trailers in your yard, are you moonlighting as a Reefer Driver in between driving those adolescents (adorable and otherwise I'm sure!) around? :gig
 

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