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[Stumpfarmer]

Oh, this is going to be a FUN day: time to vaccinate the cows against Bovine Viral Diarrhea and give the calves their boosters, and hit everything with Valbizen.

I went to open gates into the orchard and they were all in the field below the house, so I opened the gate by the Hamburgs first, hoping they'd go in there and I wouldn't have to wade in the mud to get the other gate. As soon as I banged the gate open they all went charging up to the other side of the place. I opened that gate, and went out to check the cows who've been twelve hours from calving (I SWEAR! I WAS RIGHT ON THE OTHER TEN!!!) for two weeks now and they all lay/stood there as if I were invisible.

I'm going to see what a grain bucket does, just in case I can make this work for not-enough people, one of whom (me) can't even walk fast any more.

 

[VelvettFog]

Sew, I bought a soing machine ....errr.. So, I bought a sewing machine. I want to make totes out of my feedbags.

Now I need to learn how to sew stuff, that are not my fingers.

 

[Hinotori]

Are 6-week old chicks smart enough to get out of the rain or will they stay out there and get drenched and then get sick?????
My two little pullets have a nice dry coop and a small area under the apple tree to play, but it's uncovered.
I can restrict them to the coop if necessary, but they're a lot happier outside and never seem to want to go inside.

The past two nights I've had to shoo them into their coop at dusk, after my hens had already retired to their coop. I haven't ever waited until dark for fear of predators, so I don't know if they will actually go inside on their own.

What is your experience?

My experience when I just had chicks I raised in a brooder was they hated the rain and would get out of it right away. It took a long time for them to decide to go out in the weather. Those same girls don't come in unless it's a down pour now.

All my broody raised chicks will stay out in very light rain because mama has taught them that light rain is to be ignored. If it starts coming down more they head in. The silkie broodies have been better at that since they don't stay out in the rain as much usually.

I'm not fully sure that my broody silkie is even caring for her chicks much anymore. These two chicks are very independent. I know when they rarely run up to her peeping for warmth she obliges. The silkie rooster and his son have been feeding them a lot. When I give scratch, mama still calls the chicks over, but I guess the boys feeding the chicks lets her get enough for herself to put on some weight in preparation of setting eggs again. I'd get rid of one of the roosters, but they work very well together. I may have to get them a couple more girls to share.

 

[Hinotori]

Says the man from the desert! Yeah, I grew up in the desert, too, and my mom taught me to come in out of the rain! Can't say that for the kids on the wet side, they just think it's liquid sunshine and get confused when the sky gets really bright.

LMAO! We'd go outside and play in the rain during the summer when we rarely got it, if it wasn't thunderstorming. I remember sitting outside under the patio with Mom at night watching the lightning. She'd take us to Grandmas to watch meteor showers and Grandma would turn off the flood light. You could see a couple lights far away, but town was several miles away with many fields. Now it's so sad that Hermiston has expanded almost to her field with tons of light pollution from the subdivisions where I remember cows and the feedlot standing. I know there aren't really any jobs around there, so I don't know how anyone can afford those houses. Lack of jobs is why we couldn't stay there.

 

[Hinotori]

Sew, I bought a soing machine ....errr.. So, I bought a sewing machine. I want to make totes out of my feedbags.

Now I need to learn how to sew stuff, that are not my fingers.

I should do that. The pattern is fairly easy and I always need totes.

The first thing I was taught to sew was a simple skirt. I wasn't very enthusiastic about sewing as a kid or teenager. Next time I used a machine it was to make simple curtains and a few valances.

Then I started going to the anime conventions and wanted to do the costume contests. I got really good with my little machine that had 12 stitches. Then my DH bought me a nice machine and I used it for years. I've been meaning to start sewing again since he bought me a new one last December. I have to reorganize the back bedroom, then I'll have all the room I need.

 

[VelvettFog]

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There's a pattern?

Gimme!

 

[VelvettFog]

OH .. I love google.

http://dillydollop.blogspot.com/2010/08/chicken-feed-grocery-bag.html

 

[Chickielady]

Speaking of birthday gifts.
There once was a young man (12 yo) that had a wonderful Mom, in fact she was the best Mom in the whole world.
His baseball glove was totally trashed and he needed to replace it. What to do? Mom and Dad didn't have a lot of extra money so he needed to save every penny he could earn which he did because of the values imparted to him by his Mom and Dad.
Finally, after doing odd jobs that he scrounged up in the neighborhood he had enough money for his glove! Life was good and he had his heart set upon a "Wilson" mitt.

He lived way out in the country and had to plan for a trip into the city to obtain said desired glove.
His great Dad offered to drive him, usually a thing like this did not happen. (Dad believed in self reliance in all things) The young man was duly excited about his aquiring the glove of his dreams.

But.........on the trip into the city, Dad reminded his son of Mom's birthday that would be in just a few days. Ut oh, another problem. Enough money for a gift, no glove, or money for a glove and no gift. He thought and thought, what a Gordian Knot he had. What to do? what to do? Hmmm he thought.

Dad parked at the curb and said he would wait, confident that his young son would never, ever not get his Mom a birthday gift. He was proud.

Son returned to the car with a gift wrapped box and a nice B-day card. Dad was proud, oh so proud.

The big day arrived, the candles blown out and the cake was cut and served. Dad gave Mom her present, the brothers gave their presents and Mom was very happy.
The young man retrieved the present from his room and presented said gift with much flair and drama. The moment had arrived! OH yes, the suspense was almost too much for Dad and then he noticed a glint in his son's eye. Hmm, he thought, I wonder what the little guy has up his sleeve now.
Mom opened the gayly wrapped package with much enthusiasm and there it was. A beautiful, soft, pliable, baseball mitt. The perfect gift.
Mom, the all knowing, loving person that she was smiled and with twinkling blue eyes handed her small son the glove and said "Will you please break this in for me/"
Whatta Mom.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...it brings a tear to me eyes !

 

[Chickielady]

OH .. I love google.

http://dillydollop.blogspot.com/2010/08/chicken-feed-grocery-bag.html

I tried that one and it was very difficult if not impossible if you do not have the right kind of machine.
I developed my own pattern...........

 

[VelvettFog]

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