Nevadans?

The day after Halloween the pumpkin patches and other places that don't usually sell them will have them really cheap. We got a few bales at the pumpkin patch in sparks last year on the day before Halloween for about two bucks each!
good tip!
I planted a little bit of borage this year and it really does work! Those were the only bees I saw in my garden this year. The bees weren't the typical honeybee, more like a cutter bee but I didn't care, they were doin' their job!!! More borage next year, for sure!!!
that's good to know. I will need to try it next year.
Wow, I need to earn myself a tagline! All the cool people have one.
you've definitely earned one!
I'm hoping my idea of a feed barn building will keep out the rodents...

I have a floor section already built, I plan to get a few 4x4x10' treated posts and cut them into four pieces, so 2.5 foot posts holding up my floor. These post sections will be wrapped with some kind of smooth sheet metal before attaching to the floor and before setting in cement in the ground. My floor will be approximately 18 inches off the ground. Does anybody know if mice can jump 18" straight up? Maybe I should get 12' posts. That would give me 3 feet to work with. The floor is built out of 2x8s or 2x10s. I haven't measured.

I'm pretty sure mice cannot climb straight up smooth metal. That should keep them out of my feed barn!
sounds pretty cool. hopefully it'll keep the mice out!
 
When I was a teenager, we lived in a farmhouse in the country. My dad loved cats as mousers but didn't like them in the house. The only animal allowed in the house was the oldest dog. Anyway, one time the mice somehow got into the dishwasher. We have no idea how, because the dishwasher still worked just as well, but we stopped using it for obvious reasons. We discovered the problem when my mom went to get out the dishes, and a mouse jumped out at her. She climbed the counter! That story was actually one of the favorite ones from her funeral... that and when she was growing up and sneaked a bunch of prairie dogs into her room, and kept them for a good year before her mom discovered them.
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My grandma has a huge phobia of snakes (if she saw one on a tv, she would have to leave the room until it was over!), and my uncle would always keep these animals in his room, and one time, he snuck in a snake, and it got out. Luckily my grandma didn't know about it until my uncle got rid of it! Speaking of my uncle, there was this little pond thing by the house where everyone would swim, and he had these pirrahna-type fish. Well, he didn't know what to do with them, so he let them go in that pond. The pond is still closed to this day! It is fenced off and no one is allowed to swim in it due to a "dangerous species of fish"!
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every time i read one of the posts about bees I sit hereand think you can have all of mine! as i sit here reading posts putting ice on my bee sting
 
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My grandma has a huge phobia of snakes (if she saw one on a tv, she would have to leave the room until it was over!), and my uncle would always keep these animals in his room, and one time, he snuck in a snake, and it got out. Luckily my grandma didn't know about it until my uncle got rid of it! Speaking of my uncle, there was this little pond thing by the house where everyone would swim, and he had these pirrahna-type fish. Well, he didn't know what to do with them, so he let them go in that pond. The pond is still closed to this day! It is fenced off and no one is allowed to swim in it due to a "dangerous species of fish"!
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YIPPES!
 
She was the oldest of 9 kids! By the time most of the others came along, she could do about anything she wanted, and my grandmother was too busy to take much notice. That wasn't always a good thing, as I learned when I got older and my mom shared stories of her adolescence.
Ah that makes sense. So what do you want your tag line to say?
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I have a mouse story.

In elementery school a teacher read us a story about white footed mice. I loved that story. After the 6th grade we moved to Michigan until the end of January, so a few months. We lived on more acres than any of us even covered. First it was so stinking hot and then freeze your patooty off cold. Anyway, I was forever the dishwasher. I was washing dishes one night and I saw my first white footed mouse ever. Well, since the story was so sweet, I didn't tell my mom, but her and my stepdad found little droppings and bought traps. I hate those things. They scare the crap out of me and make me sick. Not that I don't want them all dead, but these little guys?........So at night when I was in the kitchen, I would make sure no one could see me and I'd feed them. They got to where they would come and take food from me. My parents tried every single kind of bait they could think of, but they never caught one. Just as we were packing to move back to CA, my mom catches me feeding them. Then they both ask what I was doing. I told them about the story and I just couldn't let them kill them, so I had been feeding them. My mom commented on the one I had just feed. She says " They're so fat, they didn't have to go hunt for food. She's been feeding them since the snow started falling." They told everyone about me and my white footed mice. It was always her great story about me making them crazy trying to figure out why they never caught a single one. Years later I moved to Union City with my first 3 girls. They were building a clinic and working on the RR tracks at the same time. Called my mom one day complaining that I was getting mice from the work. She says "Put some crumbs on the stove and make friends. " hahaha, thought she was so funny. When the snakes started coming into the house after mice, I had somene catch them and took them to my youngest brother. His room was like the reptile place I used to work at. I'd just say "Brought another mouse trap for you. Freddy will feed it till you get some."
lol That sounds like something you'd do Kim!
 
FlamingChicken, great thread! Unfortunately, the only bantams I've owned have all turned out to be roosters, so I no longer own them.

Sunny... I don't know. Maybe, "That's REAL home cookin'!" That's the only thing I can think so far.
 
LOVE the story about the hidden prairie dogs, but aren't they kinda, well, mean for pets? The only ones I've seen up close and personal were the ones at Jackalope in Santa Fe and they were downright nasty vicious!

As a kid I kept all sorts of critters in my room....some my folks knew about and some not. The iguana I had hidden under my dresser for quite a bit until Mom was in the room one dreary day and noticed the unusual glow. She never did find the mouse in my sewing kit, though.....Rodents were forbidden in the house (although when I was in college and would come home for holidays, the rule was lifted for my pet guinea pig). It (the kit for the mouse) was a tall hatbox-like thing. I could fit an exercise wheel in there and all the acoutrements. But for a little mouse, it sure did stink. How on earth did you keep the smell of prairie dogs down to a non-noticeable level?
 
coop clean out done! well, i still have a pile to move but it's outside the coop. anyway, it's clean inside the coop. that was long over due. luckily i picked a nice cool morning today. Now I have to figure out how to accommodate all the new stuff for composting. i have really run out of compost space. i think i can put some of the composted poop from last year in one of the beds that's done so that will free up a little space.
LOVE the story about the hidden prairie dogs, but aren't they kinda, well, mean for pets? The only ones I've seen up close and personal were the ones at Jackalope in Santa Fe and they were downright nasty vicious!

As a kid I kept all sorts of critters in my room....some my folks knew about and some not. The iguana I had hidden under my dresser for quite a bit until Mom was in the room one dreary day and noticed the unusual glow. She never did find the mouse in my sewing kit, though.....Rodents were forbidden in the house (although when I was in college and would come home for holidays, the rule was lifted for my pet guinea pig). It (the kit for the mouse) was a tall hatbox-like thing. I could fit an exercise wheel in there and all the acoutrements. But for a little mouse, it sure did stink. How on earth did you keep the smell of prairie dogs down to a non-noticeable level?
you were a little rebel hiding all those pets!
 

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