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Wow you guys are hard to keep up with. Anyway here are some pix of my animals.


This is my service dog and my Oscar.



My pup Oscar hanging out




Oscar hiding



My male muscovy duck Dave, and my chick (not named yet)



My chicks first trip outside.




chick, one of my young hens, and my two female muscovies.



Dave threatening me and my Service dog.


My chickens free ranging and yes that small foot tall fence does keep them in that part of the yard :)
 
Oh more joy!


U.S. hit by new stomach bug spreading around globe

By MIKE STOBBE AP Medical Writer Published: Jan 24, 2013 at 11:15 AM PST
That's terrible...There was a norovirus outbreak at my kids' school last year, it was so awful. 30% of the school was out sick at one time. Our entire family got it, it was *the* sickest I have ever been in my entire life. And it hits you so fast~one minute you are fine, and the next you ...are not.
 
OK so to clear the whole Faverolles thing here is the OFFICIAL logo. And Guess what?? YES That is my Rooster Fudge ! ! ! !



I'm looking at Blackie as I type... his head and neck is beginning to turn cream colored. His saddle feathers are, too. He's definitely showing some Papa Fudge's characteristics. He has an EE comb though. I wish I could keep him long enough to see what he will look like grown up.

Are Faverolles big? Blackie is HUGE. He's taller than Drama, my Light Brahma now.
 
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Meh. January.

I lost a (very old) cow last night, the worst way possible: she started going downhill when we weaned, didn't get better with extra feed, vitamin and mineral treatment, and antibiotics. She should have been hauled somewhere with cover and fed for the withdrawal period and then slaughtered but we've been having equipment problems left and right and couldn't get her off the place. Then she went down on a point in the field visible from basically everywhere except inside my kitchen window. She was trying the whole time to get up, and we were upping her caloric intake to see if we could get her past the low (which happens; sometimes all it takes is a 45F day, or a change in position) but it was crazy-making have to do it with the whole subdivision looking on.

And one of the neighbors got drunk yesterday and decided to verbally abuse my sister while she was out feeding , medicating, and watering the downed cow, and then came into the field and tried to start a physical fight so that my sister had to call 911 to deal with the trespass and other illegal behavior.

The emergency response GPS ended up with the deputy showing up on my doorstep, which was sort of not what I needed yesterday when I was puking sick and having trouble keeping my BG up. I had NO idea what he was talking about, and when I went in to get another coat he and his ride-along (mysteriously dressed in full Mariner's warm-up gear) flat out disappeared. All in all too much agricultural soap-opera for me; I was having sufficient trouble trying to keep the EE's pen clean, since I can't move it alone and have no hope for help with it until March at the earliest.

This is the same woman who once called me a dozen times in a week when she first moved here to try to nag me into rebuilding the fence so that it would keep her dogs in her yard. That would be the fence that keeps coming down because her late teenage son climbs it to get into our woods to drink, and which, OH YEAH, was also built by the previous owner on the outside of an illegal retaining wall that impinges ten feet onto our property. Most of my neighbors are fine people but not all of them are very bright or at all understanding about the day-to-day pressure of cattle farming, and none of them understand that state law requires a 50-50 split on materials and labor on line fences.

OH: for those of you who haven't been here, the neighbors on my north and west property lines are in a 1970's vintage half-acre lot development with covenants against renters, and are largely professional people of one sort or another, and well-off retirees. Not the slums, but human beings of all incomes are capable of violationg the golden rule in spectacular fashion.

Dang. I'm sorry about your cow. And those neighbors need a good swift kick.

Get better soon and try and keep some liquids down.
 

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