Good Morning all!
Nikon. You should team up with Cyrus and become professional bushy tail cat trainers. I almost ruined my baby sized keyboard when I read that, it caused a coffee eruption here.
I think you should check on the cat this morning. Try scratching it behind the ears.
Lala Lets call it off tonight. It is not Camp Day here, but I forgot to get the rooster into a cage last night. I had a bad evening, when Aussiegal was here yesterday her friend noticed one of Ethel's babies and I told her there should be three around here somewhere. I did not think much about it, as they are always getting separated and one is crying for the others. I had some things I had to get in Elk River so I made the trip, I got more game bird feed as I was out.
I am feeding game bird feed to my birds right now because of the molt. My yard is loaded with feathers. Anyways, I did my things and went looking for the babies. I am surrounded by the Sherburne National Wildlife refuge on three sides by land stolen from my family by eminent domain. The area is open for hunting, many of the hunters have no ethics and are what I call slob hunters. I walked all my land then I made a walk around my property, on the government land, searching for my babies. These are the guys that were so far from home the other day. I found a spot where there was a puff of feather and a tail feather. I had heard shooting earlier. It appears one of the slob hunters shot my rusty baby.
It was obvious it was not an animal kill. Another reason for me to hate the wildlife refuge.
I did not see any sign of the other darker bird. I know if the person was using a dog or got close to these guys and startled them they would have flushed or ran. My guess is the rust one ran and the black one flushed. The black one was a jumpy bird. So I am down to only one of Ethel's five babies left.
As I told everyone the other day, I wear socks with sandals a lot. I happen to have them on when I went looking for the turkeys. After finding the one I was searching the area for the other one, I blew out my sandal, the toe strap broke. Have you ever walked 1/4 mile through sandbur infested wild grass? It took over an hour, take two steps, pick sandburs off, two steps, sandburs. It took 45 minutes to get home!
Then when I got there the other guy was out in the field! So I changed shoes and had to go out and get him/her. I moved her to the turkey coop, not sure how that will work out, her friends are road running Creamettes.
I dropped some corn for the CX's yesterday morning and the CX's ignored it to go foraging, when it came time to lock them up, they were all surrounding the corn piles and refused to go inside. We had to chase them, or pick them up and carry them. I got to lift some of them and carry them. I am very disappointed in having all hens. I like raising the big birds that dress over 12 pounds. I cannot do that with hens, I needed roosters, I tried to call Hoovers to witch at them yesterday morning but got no answer, I will wait until after 9 to try today. I am in a surly mood so it is a good day to call.
Klopklop, I think I am going to change my feeding techniques too. I use hanging feeders. I am going to put a second hook on each rope the feeders hang from about 4 feet off the ground. When I let them out in the morning I am going to lift the feeders and hook them high so the birds cannot feed from them during the day to make them forage further.
I am tired of the turkeys not going more than 20 ft from the deck. I build the deck for my enjoyment, not so they had a nice place close to the house to roost and hang out all day.
