I saw Amy, and I was gonna say hi but I chickened out at the last second
Haha. I bought a betta fish for my office and checked the place out. It has an awesome set up!!!
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Oh yeah, the fish/reptile/gerbil section of the store is new in the last several months. I love it!
I am anxiously awaiting the arrival of their spring chicks to replace the barred rock layers we lost this year.
(That's as good of an excuse as any, eh? LOL)
I am anxiously awaiting the arrival of their spring chicks to replace the barred rock layers we lost this year.
(That's as good of an excuse as any, eh? LOL)
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Well, "Lizbeth" named herself on the way home. I don't understand how it happens, but almost all my pets (including chickens) name themselves; their names just come to me. Once she tried to push her head out of the closed box, I opened it and she settled back down. She was very calm during the long ride home, even when I stopped at Bradshaw Feed and the stock fella loaded three 50# bags o' feed in the back of the car. I got a water bottle, a few alfalfa cubes and some colored wooden chew things for Simba. (On my lunch break, I got rabbit pellets and bedding stuff at another feed store in town.)
I have a white wire cage which I used as a chick containment area way back in July, when I was brooding chicks in the house. Cleaned that all up and set it up for Simba so he didn't have to live in that borrowed pet carrier - and it gives him more space than the carrier, anyway. The hutch situation will have to be solved another time; the one I wanted at Bradshaw needed repairs.
Here's my little Lionhead buck.
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I'm gonna let Lizbeth settle down and get some photos of her tomorrow.
I have a white wire cage which I used as a chick containment area way back in July, when I was brooding chicks in the house. Cleaned that all up and set it up for Simba so he didn't have to live in that borrowed pet carrier - and it gives him more space than the carrier, anyway. The hutch situation will have to be solved another time; the one I wanted at Bradshaw needed repairs.
Here's my little Lionhead buck.
I'm gonna let Lizbeth settle down and get some photos of her tomorrow.
Awwwww!
Whit whew
What a handsome fella he is
He's a cutie.
What a cutie patootie! Can't wait to see the rest of the bun fam and Lizbeth...
Dawww! We just went back to Bradshaw Feed today JUST to get betta food. Noooo alterior motives in having Jamison come along. Nope!
We now have an adorable baby rat that we have dubbed Tippie
He/she is soooo cute! He/she is a dumbo, which means that it's ears are way to big for it's head
We now have an adorable baby rat that we have dubbed Tippie
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I so love that Feed store.... not only is it stocked with super stuff, everything I need and loads of things I want (but don't buy), the employees are very helpful, friendly, AND knowledgeable!
This has been a restful day. Neighbor brought one of my wayward chickens back, so I unrolled the chicken wire I brought up from the rental and stretched it out along the fence between our properties. (The existing fence there is the heavy wire stuff with the four inch square holes, and some of my smarter girls know exactly which holes are large enough for them to sneak through.) I'll need some more of it, because there is more of that fence than I have chicken wire. I'm sure the girls will look for other access points.
Then I treated everyone to shredded mozzarella cheese. I like to sit on the concrete thing in front of my porch (which is supposed to be a "planter" the full length of the porch, but it's really a long dust bathing area) and hand feed the cheese to the flock. I do toss handfuls out to the ones too shy to push into the bunch of senior chickens right in front of me.
Right now there are 27 chickens and both geese hanging out on the porch. (I have to stop calling it a "veranda" because those go around more than one side of a house, not just the front. Darn. In my drives around here, I have SEEN houses with real verandas.) I need to tidy up the clutter on the porch so it's easier to clean up chicken evidence. But the two planters hanging off the railing - in which NOTHING has ever been planted - are serving as great fertilizer collection bins. Pure poop, no shavings mixed in, like in the coop. Dumps quite nicely into a metal trash can. I don't have a compost pile set up yet. Wonder if I can sell chicken manure without somebody thinking I'll give diseases to the "innocence public?"
I can hardly wait until Solstice so the darned days start getting LONGER! What with the trees here and the house facing east, it gets dark inside even earlier.
During the night, Lizbeth finally snuck out of the box in which she came home and she found the traditional cat hiding space on the linen shelves in the bathroom. Right above the litter box, which she also used. Smart kitty! I have now placed food and water on "her" shelf. Dooley got a scratch on his muzzle last night, from poking his head into her Box of Safety. So he, quite reasonably, barks at her. She hisses back. He barks in response and looks at ME, as if I must put this interloper into her place. "Well, Dooley, this IS her place now."
He also barks at Simba.
This is going to be an interesting weekend. Good thing I have Monday off.
This has been a restful day. Neighbor brought one of my wayward chickens back, so I unrolled the chicken wire I brought up from the rental and stretched it out along the fence between our properties. (The existing fence there is the heavy wire stuff with the four inch square holes, and some of my smarter girls know exactly which holes are large enough for them to sneak through.) I'll need some more of it, because there is more of that fence than I have chicken wire. I'm sure the girls will look for other access points.
Then I treated everyone to shredded mozzarella cheese. I like to sit on the concrete thing in front of my porch (which is supposed to be a "planter" the full length of the porch, but it's really a long dust bathing area) and hand feed the cheese to the flock. I do toss handfuls out to the ones too shy to push into the bunch of senior chickens right in front of me.
Right now there are 27 chickens and both geese hanging out on the porch. (I have to stop calling it a "veranda" because those go around more than one side of a house, not just the front. Darn. In my drives around here, I have SEEN houses with real verandas.) I need to tidy up the clutter on the porch so it's easier to clean up chicken evidence. But the two planters hanging off the railing - in which NOTHING has ever been planted - are serving as great fertilizer collection bins. Pure poop, no shavings mixed in, like in the coop. Dumps quite nicely into a metal trash can. I don't have a compost pile set up yet. Wonder if I can sell chicken manure without somebody thinking I'll give diseases to the "innocence public?"
I can hardly wait until Solstice so the darned days start getting LONGER! What with the trees here and the house facing east, it gets dark inside even earlier.
During the night, Lizbeth finally snuck out of the box in which she came home and she found the traditional cat hiding space on the linen shelves in the bathroom. Right above the litter box, which she also used. Smart kitty! I have now placed food and water on "her" shelf. Dooley got a scratch on his muzzle last night, from poking his head into her Box of Safety. So he, quite reasonably, barks at her. She hisses back. He barks in response and looks at ME, as if I must put this interloper into her place. "Well, Dooley, this IS her place now."
He also barks at Simba.
This is going to be an interesting weekend. Good thing I have Monday off.
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