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GRABBING WINE, PUTTING ON MY CHICKEN JAMMIES AND I'LL MEET YOU ON SKYPE @pitbullmomma
 
PBM and folks, I thought you could use some humor at my expense...:highfive:

You'll have to do the visual based upon your own experiences... DW and I just finished rescuing 30 unwilling chickens from a mud/poop slide. A couple inches of rain and everything piled up inside their shelters. There's a 30* grade on this particular pasture which has water flowing over it and of course mud and poop everywhere. And of course the chickens are covered as well.

Now imagine me, trying to maintain my footing and netting these chickens who don't want to leave the safety of their shelter and now imagine what DW and I looked like when we got done putting them in crates to move them to the greenhouse. You know they were flapping wings and kicking mud and poop everywhere.:rant

By the time we got back into the house, we were covered, head to toe and on all sides with muddy poop. The grand daughter came running when we walked in the door and then froze and just said eeeewewew:sick:lau:gig Glad there was no video out there.
 
PBM and folks, I thought you could use some humor at my expense...:highfive:

You'll have to do the visual based upon your own experiences... DW and I just finished rescuing 30 unwilling chickens from a mud/poop slide. A couple inches of rain and everything piled up inside their shelters. There's a 30* grade on this particular pasture which has water flowing over it and of course mud and poop everywhere. And of course the chickens are covered as well.

Now imagine me, trying to maintain my footing and netting these chickens who don't want to leave the safety of their shelter and now imagine what DW and I looked like when we got done putting them in crates to move them to the greenhouse. You know they were flapping wings and kicking mud and poop everywhere.:rant

By the time we got back into the house, we were covered, head to toe and on all sides with muddy poop. The grand daughter came running when we walked in the door and then froze and just said eeeewewew:sick:lau:gig Glad there was no video out there.
:eek::sick:yuckyuck
 
PBM and folks, I thought you could use some humor at my expense...:highfive:

You'll have to do the visual based upon your own experiences... DW and I just finished rescuing 30 unwilling chickens from a mud/poop slide. A couple inches of rain and everything piled up inside their shelters. There's a 30* grade on this particular pasture which has water flowing over it and of course mud and poop everywhere. And of course the chickens are covered as well.

Now imagine me, trying to maintain my footing and netting these chickens who don't want to leave the safety of their shelter and now imagine what DW and I looked like when we got done putting them in crates to move them to the greenhouse. You know they were flapping wings and kicking mud and poop everywhere.:rant

By the time we got back into the house, we were covered, head to toe and on all sides with muddy poop. The grand daughter came running when we walked in the door and then froze and just said eeeewewew:sick:lau:gig Glad there was no video out there.

These days someone always has video....... Wonder what it will cost to get to see this.....

:lau
 
These days someone always has video....... Wonder what it will cost to get to see this.....

:lau
I'm sooooo sore.. Net kept filling up with poo and water, making it nearly impossible to catch them. More than once I was working the net, hanging onto the shelter as my feet slid out from under me.:barnie
 
Ok.. so I *might* be crazy... I live in an apt that doesn't allow pets that aren't caged. So my daughter asked if we could bring Ash home last night. Our bantam pullet. I was crazy and said yes. We brought her home and stuck her in the ham cage Willie occupied as a chick. We gave her some treats then put her in the cage.. Ash was drinking some water when my child realized that maybe this wasn't such great idea. She made her some mash w/ cottage cheese before we took her back to her coop for the night. Now any time my child accuses me of being anything but the best mother in the entire universe I'm going to pull out the 'I let you take a chicken home' card.

And the other night I awoke to search for tire racks on my phone. I have no idea what I was actually looking for, but I remember looking at the results and thinking this isn't what I want, I'll look for it in the morning. I may be losing my mind.
Not crazy. I say, why not.
 

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