Shadrach's Ex Battery and Rescued chickens thread.

[notabitail]

Nope.
In general I like very little that could fall into the catagory of folk music. I'm a headbanger/funk/modern jazz and acid jazz, hip hop, listener. I don't like much of the love song genre and I don't like much of the single singer/songwriter stuff such as Norah Jones and the ilk. I do like some ambient music and some Scandinavian pop. I'm not much of a fan of what gets called soft rock.
I'm not an aging hippy type of person.
I like classical music but not on the stereo. Two channel playback just doesn't do it justice. I used to go to a lot of classical performances.
I like dance from ballet to breakdance. I like art from sculpture to paintings and have many original, probably worthless pieces on my walls.
I've done a bit myself.

https://www.backyardchickens.com/threads/shadrachs-lamps.1272460/

I don't play any instruments, something I feel I should have learnt, don't drive or like cars, I've had motorbikes and trucks most of my life. I don't drink except as a guest, or sometimes with guests and at Christmas when I get very drunk for a few days. I like expensive clothes but not fashion. I have never kept a pet and wouldn't still.
I'm most of the words that end in "ist" that are not popular it seems in Western society (one could start with rationalist and keep going) and I don't like the species I belong to.

There you go. Don't let any of the above put you off posting whatever tastes in the above you may have.

You like classical? I wish I could go to a real performance, but I have to settle for two channels.

 

[fuzzi]

I had chickens before, 30+ years ago. I knew nothing at the time, but managed to keep them relatively healthy and happy for several years. The one rooster I kept would come up and challenge me, and I would pick him up by his tail, look him in the eye, and then put him down. He rarely challenged me after the first time or two. Was it right? Maybe, maybe not, but it worked and neither of us were injured.

Right now I have two cockerels, almost 6 months old so I will refer to them as roosters or roos. One is top roo, Joel, and he and his hatch mate, Samuel, seem to get along. Occasionally Joel does his huffy puffy shuffle at me, and I just look at him as if he's crazy. I think it confuses him that I don't respond as a chicken should. The other day he pecked my legs a couple times while I was sitting and cooling down in the run. I ignored him, and he stopped.

I'm learning what works for Joel. And consider that he's young, and learning as well.

Doing what works applies with other animals. In almost 50 years I've had four dogs. Each one responded differently to training techniques, so I adjusted training methods to what worked.

I've two adult offspring. As young children they responded differently to correction, so I found what type of correction worked for each of them and applied it.

Or in other words, do what seems to get the desired result, but don't be afraid to adapt as necessary.

Joel

Pretty handsome, hmm?

 

[fuzzi]

Do you like the Oysterband?

I love music and have loves in almost every genre.

Interesting sound, not unpleasant. I, too, love most music except discordant, or pretentious. I love harmonies, especially Acapella. I enjoy a range of music, from Bach to Gilbert and Sullivan and ZZ Top.

Here's a chicken appropriate clip some of you might enjoy:

 

[MrsNorthie]

I don't like the species I belong to.

100% this. People are draining. I gave up on drinking, I just don't fancy it anymore, I love some classical music, My all-time favourite piece is Chopin, Nocturne No. 20 in C#. My playlists cover a wide range..LOL Our chickens love music. I took my boys to see Iron Maiden 4 times, Metallica a couple of times, and ACDC.

 

[MrsNorthie]

Interesting sound, not unpleasant. I, too, love most music except discordant, or pretentious. I love harmonies, especially Acapella. I enjoy a range of music, from Bach to Gilbert and Sullivan and ZZ Top.

Here's a chicken appropriate clip some of you might enjoy:

I am a big fan of harmony, and acapella, to me, music is a feeling, and different things appeal different days or even different moments. I used to say I like everything from bagpipes to the Wu Tang Clan.

 

[HiEverybirdy]

As a kid I had fish. They seem to be excited to see me.. at least as the bringer of food.
Watched TV documentary about a scientist who took home a octopus to study. Her tank was in the living room. She played with his teenage daughter, watched TV and dreamed like a dog.

Plants being eaten by bugs spread pheromones specific to type of bug so neighbors spread chemicals that bug doesn't like to eat.

I wouldn't be eating anything if I let all this bother me. Something has to die for me to live. If I grow it I tend to eat less, because it's a lot of work.
I figured my animals have a better life than what I get in the store

I once asked the farmer from whom we buy beef (also a friend and mentor) how he can eat animals he's raised with such compassion.

He shrugged and said, "Everything eats something."

It was profound coming from a man whose eyes were red for a week the last time he lost a horse, a guy who talks about his cows playing together and who regularly asks about our chickens and is genuinely interested in the answer. But he's farmed and raised cattle 40 years. He knows humans are part of a system, not apart from it, not better than it.

It's a lot like what you said:

Something has to die for me to live. If I grow it I tend to eat less, because it's a lot of work.

I didn't learn young, as many on this thread did, about the lives and deaths of the beings we take food from. It wasn't until starting a homestead in middle age that I fell headlong into an existential struggle of what it means to be human and how to forgive myself for it.

Between all the life-and-death moments and the alone time out here to spend with my thoughts, I'm not nearly as much fun at parties anymore.

 

[no fly zone]

I am a big fan of harmony, and acapella, to me, music is a feeling, and different things appeal different days or even different moments. I used to say I like everything from bagpipes to the Wu Tang Clan.

Wu Tang is for the children

 

[MrsNorthie]

Wu Tang is for the children

Just because I am getting old, doesn't mean I have to grow up! LOL

 

[MrsNorthie]

I once asked the farmer from whom we buy beef (also a friend and mentor) how he can eat animals he's raised with such compassion.

He shrugged and said, "Everything eats something."

It was profound coming from a man whose eyes were red for a week the last time he lost a horse, a guy who talks about his cows playing together and who regularly asks about our chickens and is genuinely interested in the answer. But he's farmed and raised cattle 40 years. He knows humans are part of a system, not apart from it, not better than it.

It's a lot like what you said:

I didn't learn young, as many on this thread did, about the lives and deaths of the beings we take food from. It wasn't until starting a homestead in middle age that I fell headlong into an existential struggle of what it means to be human and how to forgive myself for it.

Between all the life-and-death moments and the alone time out here to spend with my thoughts, I'm not nearly as much fun at parties anymore.

I love animals, and have never taken the fact that a life is given for any meal that we consume and I focus on making sure that those animals have the best, happiest life they can have, and that they die humanely when the time comes.

 

[HiEverybirdy]

Tax: One day while editing this close-up…

…I noticed Andre’s nostril looked clogged. I shut the computer and trotted down to see if I could get the dirt out of his nose with a fingernail. To my surprise, aloof Andre loved it. We immediately had a ritual (we’re all picking our roosters’ noses, right? That’s a thing?). He started sashaying up at least twice a day expecting to have dry comb patches and any nostril dirt addressed. He’s gone from being aloof to being, well, slightly less aloof.

Even better: after months of gradual integration, Dre has baes! They preen him, too, though they tend to see Andre as a playground and stretch his wattles and earlobes like bubble gum, so he still dances my way for a proper detailing. Here's a video of Miss Peck being sweet, though.