Southern NY, Dutchess county and below

Hi all, I've been busy trying to get some sort of website up for myself. Trying to get more business! This is just the meat of it so far, it will be well designed when it's final. But here is some work you've probably never seen before from me.

http://cargocollective.com/donnadesousa

It's 2:38 pm and I am only now going out to take care of my ladies… treats, fresh water, clean the poop from the coop. Poor ladies.
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Great stuff!!!
 
Men. Can't live with 'em, can't live with 'em.
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I got busted a few years ago.
In my old house, upstairs I had a room I used to store collectibles and stuff I sold on eBay. My family never had any reason to go in there...............or so I thought.
Christmas holidays were approaching the dh decides to surprise me and put a single candle light in every window and place them on timers.I am crapping my pants knowing he's gonna find my stash.
You can guess what happened then. He needed the outlet i had the bator plugged into to....... plug the timer into...... and voila! BUSTED AGAIN! he found my bator neatly tucked in behind boxes of stuff he'd never of noticed unless he needed that **** outlet. Even he had to laugh!
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So, I was up at 1:22am. I know it was 1:22 am because I saw it on every clock in my kitchen, as I grabbed a flashlight and slipped my sons OSIRIS sneakers from heck on my feet. (OMG, my sons sneakers FIT ME!!!) and staggered out to the coop.

I heard raccoons screeching and they woke me up (grumble bad words at Raccoons) I also thought I heard my girls. So, in a freaked out panic I ran outside in my sons shoes (thank goodness I sleep in sweats. Scaring them off with a birthday suit isn't my idea of tough) The girls...are sleeping on a branch, very happily greeted me and flew down and came to me like "Mama! Did you bring the worms for midnight snack? WE LOVE YOU!"
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So I had to gather them up, one by one and put them back in the henhouse. As I was locking up the coop again, I hear two raccoons, maybe 10 feet from me in the heavy brush squeaking at each other. In my half sleeping stupor I heard them arguing
"I can take her"
"No you can't she's too big"
"I'm really strong"
"No you're not"
"Yes, and she looks yummy"
"Since when do you like the ones in guiness pants?"
"Always did, just didn't tell you"
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I started freaking myself out, so I threw a 4x at the bush and they shut up. The birds clucked to each other inside, and I went to bed. Where I lay there for 2 hours before my heart went back to normal and my muscles relaxed.
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Rosie you are too funny!
I think we should all put our heads together and write a small paperback with our funniest chicken tales in it and sell it with our own art work. Even a calander with a funny story of the month for each one.
 
It's funny now, but when I woke up, I was so scared. I also wish I knew what I was thinking, was I going to take on a couple of raccoons with a flashlight and harsh language?
Keep a bat and flashlight by your back door is how I do it. I've also got a hporse crop I found in the umbrella holder.LOL I'm afraid to even let my little dog go with me at nite cause I know what those coons would do to her.
 
Keep a bat and flashlight by your back door is how I do it. I've also got a hporse crop I found in the umbrella holder.LOL I'm afraid to even let my little dog go with me at nite cause I know what those coons would do to her.
I have a shepherd that wants less than nothing to do with any kind of raccoons. She's actually an italian greyhound in a 90 pound shepherd body. totally timid when it comes to raccoons or possums. Give her an intruder, and you have a wild animal, foaming at the mouth. But a 20 pound Possum has this dog yelping like a puppy. Hiding behind me!
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My maltese is more likely to go after a raccoon, but the coon'd be picking it's teeth with my little Angel.
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We should write down all our adventures in poultry. This stuff is what great comedic novels are made of.
 

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