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Hey Puddin.... welcome to the Old folks...  I read the thread on my email through out the day and only pop in when I have something to say...

deb

I can tell I won't be able to keep up with all the posts here. I'll just pop in and out.

Hey, there, Puddin!:frow

Don't it just stand to reason that TOFH would be full of coffee drinkers? How else would old folks get their days going? They don't put glow plugs on pacemakers, ya know . . . .


Well, I think my chickens have learned to speak rabbit, and have been inducted as honorary members of the rabbitry. Certainly, they have put a new spin on "how can we drive her crazy today?" I have a pen with several young hens in it; birds that developed the annoying habit of egg eating within weeks of starting to lay. I replaced their nest with a roll-away nest, hoping that would put an end to it. I got a couple of eggs out of the box, then the hens decided they preferred laying their eggs on the floor to laying in the nest. I kept checking the box; nothing. Finally, I quit checking the box, and just looked on the floor several times per day. Today, out of the blue  I checked the box - it was chock full of eggs! :th

Go figure! They are just like children, you think you have them figured out, and they find a way to out smart you.

Welcome Puddin'   you don't really have to be old or drink coffee to belong here.  I'm plenty old but, don't like coffee or tea.  But lots of real nice people on here and they put up with me anyway.


I was looking for a spot to chat and saw some of my fellow coffee thread folks here. Diva, I like the new avatar pic, but I will miss the cone head. :)

I have occasions, such as tonight, where I really need a distraction so I look to BYC to find folks t chat with. Other days, I can't keep up with life in general but I am so glad to know you folks are always around to chat with when I need it. Thanks for the warm welcome to keep he thread.
 
Hey Puddin.... I am usually online from about seven in the evening to around two or three in the morning.... Pacific coast time... I am back up and on line by 9:30 am for about an hour and a half I do some errands then am back by 1:00pm I take a nap from about 3:00 pm to 6:00 pm I fix dinner then am online at seven pm.

Three hours and five hours add up to eight... best I can do. BYC keeps me sane. Though I dont have psychotic episodes I do crash now and then,.... LOL.

The schedual will change when My son starts back to College this semester.... Hes finally decided on his new major... Sociology.... He wont declare a minor just yet.

Its a paradigm shift.... He WAS an Astronomy major.... but its all good because hes going to school on grant money...

WE both live with Grandma.... Grandma was born in 1916 and will be 99 in July. We cant leave her alone too long or she starts "cleaning" stuff. Last time she fell in the kitchen... No damage but still not good. Other than that all good.

deb
 
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I got a big surprise today. I was putting a little bag balm on all the combs, and wattles today, which is nothing new. I picked up one of the pullets that was in the run and of course she squawked, and a cockerel (not the one I showed) that was inside the coop, lunged at me through the wire. She settled right down, so I finished up with her, and walked into the coop. He was doing the shoulder lean, giving me stink eye, acting like he was thinking about coming after me, when I charged at him, and popped him on his behind with my rooster stick. I kept the pressure on. I chased him around the coop, then out in the run, popping his behind every so often. When he got tired, I bent to pet one of the pullets, and popped his behind again. I picked up another pullet, and chased him some more. The ladies, and I went in the coop, and I tamped my rooster stick on the ground, not letting him in right away. When I did let him in, I did not allow him to eat right away. This is the first time he's ever shown any aggression whatsoever, but he's now in little rooster training 101. My rooster was in his coop, and watched the whole thing. When I let him and his hens out into the run, and grabbed a hen, he looked at her as if to say "you're on your own". LOL!
 
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Yesterday one of my broody silkies was chasing a SLW out of the coop and " bawk bak bawking" at her. She got a couple of decent pecks on her. I imitated her and the silkie stopped running, looked at me and promptly went back to her nest. ( I guess that's why dso call me the chicken whisperer. And hence my name ;) )
 
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