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

[CanuckBock]

Heel low:

YES I certainly would. The bus picks me up half a block from my house. Everyone else gets picked up in front of their house but I get penalized because I can walk. Also I'm at the end of a dead end street and they hate backing up the bus.

Oh I would surely love the adult swings. Oh how I loved swinging as a kid. I weigh much more now - hope I wouldn't bring a swing set crashing to the ground. Might also need a seat belt so I don't fall off. Seniors need to be careful. Ha

And that was the original falling away that insinuated that DD was labelled a SWINGER...dun dun dun...and an ADULT one too.

Not only a SWINGER...she WALKS THE STREETS at large too. Oh my...DD, we never knew till you told us...word for word...

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You DO know I would never let this slide...righteoh???

And now that I have had a giggle er three at your expense ...pay up time for my insolence, dearest Friend!

Higgins' Dog Dog Run Runs...

Begin here...

Each evening, we meet at the fish pond...each dog dog run run begins at the Fish Pond...starting point er ground zero, eh.

And once we know it is a go, Foamy joins the proceedings and off go the three girl dogs and two old persons...ah that nice old couple (cranky crouchity oldtimers staggering, meandering off their rockers ) running their dawgs...bwa ha ha...regular like clock work...pruneish indeedy?

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The grazers must be collected up, here the two geriatric Jacob ewes are mowing the area where three of the six Maple Leafs are stored. Once again, sheeps mowing areas that are difficult to mow with machines. Contributing to the overall prettiness of the place.

Note how far a distance Emmy has between the ewe and herself. There is a flock instinct and a personal space adjustment that good stock dogs know (or learn quickly). The Jacobs will assault the dogs, even the old ones. Horns and hooves and dang they know how to use these born with weapons. You push a Jacob faster and harder than they want, you get yourself into deep sheep. Attitudes!!

Pretty much the normal scene...
young girls running for the tossed tenni
and in the midst,
Foamy frollicking - not a serious second amongst them​

Foamers deserves a belly sniffing, but the girls need a drink...​

Dog pond...note the tenni location
Afterall, this is suppose to be the run for the tennis ball
right?

Whoopsy...Emmy purposely drops the tenni IN
the water...knowing Lacy will go for it
and her op to threaten her with a face fulla teeth
BITE the air..."I'll BITE YUH!"​

Emmy bobs for balley and she has it now

Time to quit the shenanigans and get
the tenni back to Rick for throwing
Foam is already heading back

After dog run runs...the gang swings by the
New Orchard to check on the happenings thar
Any fruit is picked and shared and that is the
day is done up right ending
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And that be that DD...a wee laugh and hopefully, a wee pay back for your pain?

Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada

 

[CanuckBock]

Heel low:

Way too cute not to share!

First time with ele netting...first time with this kind of dog house...I do believe they like it....now for the dog to find out. Hush, eh.

Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada

 

[CanuckBock]

Heel low:

So how does that work?

When the male looks after his progeny, Dad is babysitting...when the female looks after her progeny, well?

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Tis a year indeed for triplets eh?

Mom and hatchlings

Mom sees other female...
Free and fanciful / out & about!

Girls' night out??

"Hey Dad...what's for supper?"
"Supper??"

"Sillies...there's dinner for four in the ice box!"

"Have fun Mom!"​

Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada

 

[getaclue]

I beg to differ. When a dad is watching his progeny, it's called parenting, NOT babysitting. A good friend of mine set me straight on that, about 6 months after my first daughter was born.

 

[drumstick diva]

Tara I hate to disappoint you but, being called a "swinger," or a "street walker," doesn't disturb me at all. I've been called much worse when I used to walk. Strangers do get my hackles up and teeth (what's left of them) slashing. Good friends just make me smile.

As to the final curtain, I've always thought If I don't like being dead I'll come back. I don't mean as a ghost or something, I'd like to be a guardian angel .

 

[Akrnaf2]

Tara your farm sign resembles a used "mother in law seat"!

 

[getaclue]

Akrnaf, that is just sooo wrong, but hillarious!

 

[Akrnaf2]

Akrnaf, that is just sooo wrong, but hillarious!

Wrong? Why? Nothing wrong by showing "dear mama" the scenery from a bird eyes view!

This is better?

This is the "mother in law seat" cactus!

 

[CanuckBock]

Heel low:

I beg to differ. When a dad is watching his progeny, it's called parenting, NOT babysitting. A good friend of mine set me straight on that, about 6 months after my first daughter was born.

Parenting...yes, that was just the kind of attitude I was looking for! Thank you

You do note I used the term "ice box" in my post to signify the age of that perspective, right?

Cold closets were not regularly in use when I was growing up but my Aunt & Uncle had one at their shared cabin. Course us kids wanted to know what the funny box hung on the outside wall was for!

We likely got told it was for noxious acting children that asked adults WAY too many questions...

Tara I hate to disappoint you but, being called a "swinger," or a "street walker," doesn't disturb me at all. I've been called much worse when I used to walk. Strangers do get my hackles up and teeth (what's left of them) slashing. Good friends just make me smile.

As to the final curtain, I've always thought If I don't like being dead I'll come back. I don't mean as a ghost or something, I'd like to be a guardian angel .

And that was how I wanted you to take it...tongue in cheek teasing! Street walker and Adult swinger...sheesh, eh! To tease someone, you gotta know them!

Poke, poke...SNARL! ​

You would make an excellent guardian angel...feels like you already do that here making others feel so welcome, eh! We are ever so blessed to get to enjoy you.

View attachment 1076034 Tara your farm sign is resemble a used "mother in law seat"!

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We have contemplated putting up two strips of black rubber belting...Rick even had a guy offer up the opportunity to re-use some industrial black belting. What a hoot!

Dec 23 2014 - Pink!​

Make a VERY big slingshot or a medieval trebuchet???

It started out here just varnished but the sun
magnifies and cracked it fast!​

We call it our not so "Welcome" mat...GO AWAY, eh!!

April 9, 2014​

When Rick brought the pine "yoke" (yolks on you's, eh!) home...it was an ordeal...it barely cleared the one bridge and if memory serves me correctly, it is 17 to 19 feet tall. We had it raised up and drying for years. Poured it in a cement footing and as posted previously, scratched our details in the setting concrete.

I carved the cedar burl (brought from the WEsT Coast when we lived there) and drove Rick to distraction. I wanted it just right and he kept saying..."Nobody is going to SEE any imperfections way, way up there!!" ... But the problem was...I would know.

Then there is the other one at the other entrance gate...

Have a look see...same theme...big weird wood...

Ah but what people do not know is when Rick is in his chair, he has a perfect eye view of the back gate AND if'n he don't like what he sees, there is always that relief lever there he can pull...

Oct 2010 - Can you imagine...​

The large log is automated to DROP on unsuspecting persons &/or vehicles we don't welcome...

When Rick was putting this log up for the final install, we actually had a guy on the road, stop and try to buy it from us. What? Yeh...found, hauled home, dried, prepped, support for it welded & painted, site prep, and all that...last thing to do is what he is doing in the photo above and someone THINKS we'd sell it. Like you can wander down the road and get another replacement any old place. I suppose we should think of it as a compliment but we just think of it as rude (covet what is not yours).

Money can't buy you happiness and for many things, money has no value compared to the item or the action. Loyalty, honesty, mirthful laughter, love, and cherishing someone for being them...some of the most valuable treasures are things like a present made by your child or a surprise gift from your spouse.

That round granite rock...​

Rick brought me home a rock...he was thinking of me at work and brought me a present...yeh, a rock. Sure I have rocks in my head and that be that.

All around our outdoor fire pit...rocks
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Someone goes on an exotic trip some place & asks me what I would like them to get for me there...Bring me back a rock. Unlike my sister, I am not a traveller and don't really care to go any where past hanging close by to Pear-A-Dice.

This one was a rock in one shattered piece - forms an EGG
when put back together...an egg with a center yolk even! ​

And I can put these rocks all about as decorations...for like who in their right mind is going to steal a rock...well OK, past another rock hound, eh.

Another gift from Rick--petrified stump
from a river bed​

And lugging home a rock for your sweety...what says I more than that?

Akrnaf, that is just sooo wrong, but hillarious!

The wrong & racy stuff is always the funniest, eh!

There are probably others with lots of inlaws that all would deserve a ride on that swing a ding??

Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada

 

[CanuckBock]

Wrong? Why? Nothing wrong by showing "dear mama" the scenery from a bird eyes view!

This is better?
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This is the "mother in law seat" cactus!

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Well I suppose some have married the wrong person...

My MIL was so stellarly grateful to me...she even gave me a mix master that worked in the holiday trailer we bought...so I could have whipped cream on the waffles we were eating when camping...???

Why was she ever so grateful to me...her son was a long standing bonafied BATCHELOR and I know for a fact...she never thought any woman would be CRAZY enough to take him on and marry him AND part of it was her fault...she taught all her seven children how to care for themselves...cook, clean, etc. Many men get married because they are useless at the homemaking chores.

MIL's that have UNmarried sons...have an obligation to care for them...

That ends when someone is dumb enough to marry them and take the obligation off their hands. Grateful I tell you...thankful, grateful and over joyed...

First time I met her in person, I got smothered in hugs...she did pause once to looked deeply into my eyes to see how crazy I really was but HUGGED...welcomed, pampered and adored.

Benny, you just did not marry a bad enough person...your wife is obviously not an ongoing detrimental obligation to her family.

Nyuck nyuck nyuck...

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