Washingtonians

[Chicken Rustler]

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No I didn't. not sure what your talking about

The DW is ALWAYS in a Panic what was it this time.? They should be Leaving Israel in about four hours. I pick them up here tomorrow night at 9:00pm guess I should move the chickens out of the house and back into the Barn Huh??

Ron If you go to the bottom of the page and in the box put 5531 then click go. then when it goes to that page scroll down to #55307. you just might laugh.

 

[Cowgirlgrace]

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Does Bacchus care about square?

Well, he doesn't like the greenhouse whatsoever- I don't blame him, it's full of bad rodent-ish smells and none of the young people who have supposed to have cleaned it (dating back to about 2002) have actually gotten it what you would call clean. He went running out with no leash on while I was chopping blackberry canes for him, but in conformance with his belief that he is a dog, he came running back to me when called. I got the pen back on its feet and now it's tied in to the clothesline (which is, of course, framed on 4X4s set 20" deep) and has two of my large collection of cheap spading forks set on the other closed corners. I'm going to have to cut a chunk of greenhouse cover and close off the south side: it went over with the tarp blown north of the livestock panels and the SE and NW corners open and adjacent. On the other hand, the morning's activity used up about 85% of my day's strength so I'm wondering how the heck I'm going to get anything at all done, starting with feeding the chickies, who are noisily demanding my attention.

I need to finish breakfast.

Oh, and on the list of things I wish my parents had not been correct about: of all the plants to choose from, he decided to eat all the new growth off the hardy gardenia, thus fulfilling "sheep and goats will always eat the one thing you most want them not to" proverb

I guess I pictured it all wrong but I imagined since you raised cattle that you lived on the family farm. Thought you've talked about the place being in the family. Family farms in my mind have several barns and out buildings especially when they've been around awhile. Are you pretty much a house on bare land? Surprised about your struggles with animal housing issues, but there I go thinking again!

 

[Cowgirlgrace]

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We had quite a bit of strong winds last nite but they must have been high winds as nothing that I thought would be blown was. Nothing was out of place. Even Hovabator styrofoam bottoms that I forgot about outside on the porch did not blow away.

 

[broodytood]

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That's about what I thought, but it was worth a shot.

If it helps, my guess is highly-airbrushed red sex links. Possibly with a WL rooster.

I thought WL roo, too, but I thought they had a big, floppy comb. Am I wrong?

 

[Chicken Rustler]

FYI when getting rid of any electronic device such as cell phones, computers etc. ALWAYS make sure to check that all of your info has been removed. DO NOT count on the idea of well the card is out so the info should be gone. Nope it doesn't always work like that. While it is not so bad if you are passing this stuff to someone you know. What happens if they then hand it off and don't clear your info. See where this could go??

 

[Stumpfarmer]

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Well, he doesn't like the greenhouse whatsoever- I don't blame him, it's full of bad rodent-ish smells and none of the young people who have supposed to have cleaned it (dating back to about 2002) have actually gotten it what you would call clean. He went running out with no leash on while I was chopping blackberry canes for him, but in conformance with his belief that he is a dog, he came running back to me when called. I got the pen back on its feet and now it's tied in to the clothesline (which is, of course, framed on 4X4s set 20" deep) and has two of my large collection of cheap spading forks set on the other closed corners. I'm going to have to cut a chunk of greenhouse cover and close off the south side: it went over with the tarp blown north of the livestock panels and the SE and NW corners open and adjacent. On the other hand, the morning's activity used up about 85% of my day's strength so I'm wondering how the heck I'm going to get anything at all done, starting with feeding the chickies, who are noisily demanding my attention.

I need to finish breakfast.

Oh, and on the list of things I wish my parents had not been correct about: of all the plants to choose from, he decided to eat all the new growth off the hardy gardenia, thus fulfilling "sheep and goats will always eat the one thing you most want them not to" proverb

I guess I pictured it all wrong but I imagined since you raised cattle that you lived on the family farm. Thought you've talked about the place being in the family. Family farms in my mind have several barns and out buildings especially when they've been around awhile. Are you pretty much a house on bare land? Surprised about your struggles with animal housing issues, but there I go thinking again!

Aren't you just the sweetest old fashioned romantic? Barns don't last long in this climate, for one important thing, but for another: Stumpfarmer. It wasn't chosen arbitrarily or to be cute.

The original barn here went down in the Columbus Day storm; we used the huge old dairy barn belonging to the neighbor to store hay until 1991, and I have what is supposed to be a cow/calf infirmary barn that was built in 1987 except it's stacked full of my husband's family stuff which was supposed to be sold at a garage sale until he freaked out and refused to put any of it out for sale. This was never a dairy farm, anyway. Oh, yeah, and some time about 1956 Dad's aunt got disgusted by the "dirty" (unpainted, typical wet cedar black in winter) pig pens, chicken houses, stable, grainery and water tower and burned them all down. All that's left that's old is a tiny ice-house and an old logging cabin built on skids. The latter would be demolished, should have been demolished decades ago, but nobody's got the kind of time to spare that would take to do properly and not leave hazards for the cattle.

My sister has a tiny cow shed: there have been two pole barns burned down at her place, one of them the same day the Nuclear Winter article was published in Parade Magazine (about 28 years ago) with 100 tons of the best hay we ever put up in it, the other less than a year after it was built, both victims of young boys who were "just playing" and both uncompensated by insurance.

My BIL's place has the most buildings, although the biggest one was built astraddle the line between his father's and grandfather's land and 2/3 of it is now in a subdivision. He's got the pigs, the beef feeders, the hay mostly stored under tarps, and a couple of other random shops and sheds.

The only people I know who have a lot of good barns are ones who bought remote dairies that were sold under the Whole Herd Buy Out and had enough money to keep roofs on them.

A couple hundred cattle, an unknown fluctuating number of pigs, two people working full time, me not much able to work at all anymore, and one thirteen-year-old boy. No family money, no government programs that help us beyond open spaces taxation, and a state of constant low-level anxiety with frequent outbreaks of panic that we won't be able to do it this time.

Welcome to our nightmare. Isn't it fun?

 

[broodytood]

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So, CR, you gonna clear the info off that cell phone that came your way?

 

[Chicken Rustler]

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So, CR, you gonna clear the info off that cell phone that came your way?

Well I am doing that to the ones SS sent if that is what you mean.
I have not seen or heard anything about the other

 

[broodytood]

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So, CR, you gonna clear the info off that cell phone that came your way?

Well I am doing that to the ones SS sent if that is what you mean.
I have not seen or heard anything about the other

I think that is because they are expecting a call from you to set up a drop time.

 

[Stumpfarmer]

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If it helps, my guess is highly-airbrushed red sex links. Possibly with a WL rooster.

I thought WL roo, too, but I thought they had a big, floppy comb. Am I wrong?

They do, but that photo's been photoshopped within an inch of its life.