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All this talk about trail riding.....boy do I miss it! Last trail ride I did was when I was pregnant with #2 and she is 11 1/2 now. I had to give up my hobby
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Too hard with children and a husband who races every weekend.


Opa- Jon's cousin has rode mules trail riding and they can go forever and don't spook. She had nothing but praises for them.
 
To do lists are good and I've always had one, but years ago it became so large that I had to rename it. It is now a round to it list. I've also come to believe that they will probably slam the lid on me the day after I complete the list.
 
Good Morning All and Welcome Dan,


Ya know, in all the years that we have had chickens this is the first Roo I have ever had. I'm telling you this dude has got to go. He has just found his voice and he never stops crowing. Thank God my daughter decided to take him. Even though she lives about 70 miles away, I believe that I will be happy to deliverer, besides it gives me a chance to visit the Grandbabies.
 
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Dan, glad you've found us. Be sure you click on the link in my signature line for the information about our upcoming Chickenstock.
 
If anyone has the incessant need to fill up an incubator...I can help.
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As of today, I've got 21 bantam Cochin and 6 Silkie eggs that I've collected this week. I'm heading to Lapeer tomorrow, so if anyone is interested, just send me a pm for price and pick up location.

Hope everyone has a super great day...it's FRIDAY!
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Ahh... Trail riding. My horse is afraid of his own shadow but even more terrified of ducks, goats, chickens, deer, snow sliding off the roof, the mud puddle he has to walk through to get to the pasture. I could go on, but I won't.
 
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I used to work at a small hobby ranch in Rhodes, MI. The owners there had red sex links, Wyandottes and some other chickens. When they and the Rouen ducks escaped from their stall-coop, my mare and I had to round them up. It was great fun actually.

There was also a wild flock of about 200 wild turkeys (this is NOT an exaggeration) and we always used to joke about having a wild turkey rodeo: turkey roping, turkey cutting, turkey sorting, turkey dogging, turkey punching (not what it sounds like), turkey tying, turkey undecorating. The horses used to kick and kill one every once in awhile.

I found a freshly dead one once and decided to take it home for dinner. Well, it went into rigor mortis on the way home and DH said we couldn't eat it or pluck it.

"Throw it in the trash."
"No, the coyotes will upset the trash bin. I'll go toss it in the swamp."
"No, the dog will get at it."

So I ended up taking it to the end of the road where state land is. By now it was bout 6:30 pm in early December, so it was quite dark, and here I am dragging a dead turkey through the woods. It was absolutely SILENT, very eerie except for the sound of the Rifle River and an occasional owl hoot. I dragged the turkey off the main trail and high-tailed it back to the road, still dark as most of the locals are seasonal and only 3 families including us live on our road year round. Not a fun or smart experience.

There's now a Black bear that lives in those woods.
 
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