The great Peep rescue

Go Brianna Go ! Go Brianna Go rescate, amigos! To the rescue, my friends!

Pat
 
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You go girl!
 
My daughter is laughing at this now. She and her friends are peeking at the board and having a grand time with chicken jokes.

I took the poults away from mom. I feel bad about it but I had rescued them all day long yesterday. Mom kept loosing them. They are in the house now with some slightly older chicks and poults.
 
You got a teenage girl to go under a porch with spiders, snakes, cobwebs, dirt? Amazing! She must be a very loving kid. And smart, too.
 
She's a very good kid but not usually the most wonderful student. That's why I got the plug in there about her success with physics. She was inside bragging to all her far flung internet friends about it when I called for help. She taught skiing this winter at Waterville Valley and wound up with friends scattered across the globe. Figured a few more praises from all over will keep her studying.

I'm always being accused by her of being obsessed with turkeys. Maybe I am but there are stranger hobbies by far.

My arm was just an inch or two too short. I could hear them calling for help just beyond my reach. They were too young to get over the old shingle or whatever it was by themselves. Brianna is now taller than I am so I was hoping she could stretch and wiggle more. I'm 49 and a little chubby so my stretch and wiggle is getting limited a bit. No surprise a 15 year old can stretch and twist better. All I could do was fidget and wring my hands knowing nightfall meant the end.

She threw the link to this thread up on her MySpace page so all her friends in South America, South Africa and Japan could see.

So here I go again...

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Your mother smells like patchouli, wears bell bottoms and talks to turkeys but she also thinks You Rock!

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EEEEW under houses gives me the creeps. Spiders and snakes "shudder". But hearing babies crying makes us forget those things! Way to go Brianna! My son was freaking out when I had him helping me put baby bats back into the bathouse. (He is taller than me). My bat house is pretty much filled to capacity, so the newborns were getting jostled around during the evening exodus. Since they were not yet very strong, they were falling out. I would hear them squeaking and then find them clinging to the fence or a plant below the bathouse. They would crawl right onto my hand and begin nuzzling for a nipple! They look like little gargoyles!
 
In a corner near my back door is a butterfly net. Right around now the baby bats here will start flying. Not sure where they get in but my house is over 250 years old and largely original. Could be anywhere. I often have to remove lost young bats that get inside. Been a few times where a lost bat is in here flapping and flying and I could see the momma outside the window hit it a few times. Also pretty amazing how low the old colonial ceilings suddenly feel when a bat is cruising by. I have an attached shed and the attic to it is loaded with bats. Go up there and you can hear the squeaking and vibrating a threat to stay away from the babies. All at the very edge of my hearing, my husband can't hear it so if I need something up there I send him. My daughter can hear it, she doesn't go there. At no time has the posturing escalated beyond sound. Not much up there so they rarely get bothered.
While my daughter handles turtles and frogs and the occasional snake I think she would draw the line at bats. Net on a six foot pole is it.
 

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