Good sweaty afternoon! Well, just after I went out this morning the sun came out! I guess I shoulda watered the garden...
Oh yes they love raw eggs Gaelio! I am sure it was the beagle that started it...she will eat ANYTHING! Your Cockers must have better manners...either that or you dont have kids that put buckets of eggs on the floor!
Your Polish hen is adorable!!!! The babies look just like mine that are running all over...gotta love the mutts! All the eggs taste the same so who really cares? You have the high-bred vigor going with them!
Dornes...I figure my daughters should be able to handle the tudes of the seniors...maybe they will even develop some respect for their parents in the meantime? (OK--that might be stretching it...) I think it would be a good thing to do for them...who knows if they will even do anything after the engagement ones though...Nice pics! I love silhouettes too. Who knows what judges look at half the time! I got my premium check today from out fair. $25.50! I think that is pretty good! I agree with Amy...love your blog!
I just went out to let the dogs out and my call ducks flew through the yard! My origional ones never flew...these new ones from Carol must be teaching them bad stuff!
MLH--great coops! My recommendation is to go for the biggest one you can afford. All you read about on here are people making more space for their chickens...chicken math ya know! I like the kind that a person can get into. The little one I built is kind of a pain to clean!
ok so I got this in my email today...dont usually forward stuff but so many of these scenarios reminded me of a certain poster on this board...see if you get the same feeling...
> -- HOW TO START A FIGHT:
> One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a
> cemetery plot as a
> Christmas gift...
> The next year, I didn't buy her a gift.
> When she asked me why, I replied,
> "Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last
> year!"
> And that's how the fight started.....
> ______________________________
>
> My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire
> while we were in
> bed.
> I turned to her and said, 'Do you want to have Sex?'
> 'No,' she answered. I then said,
> 'Is that your final answer?'
> She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying,
> 'Yes..'
> So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."
> And that's when the fight started...
> ________________________________
>
> My wife and I were sitting at a table at her
> high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man
> swigging his
> drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.
> I asked her, "Do you know him?"
> "Yes", she sighed,
> "He's my old boyfriend.... I understand he took to drinking
> right after we
> split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn't been
> sober since."
> "My God!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on
> celebrating that
> long?"
> And then the fight started...
> _______________________________
>
> When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept
> hinting to me
> that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had
> something else to
> take care of
> first, the shed, the boat, making beer.. Always something
> more important
> to me. Finally she thought of a clever way to make her
> point.
> When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall
> grass, busily
> snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I
> watched silently for
> a short time and then went into the house.. I was gone only
> a minute, and
> when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. I said,
> "When you finish
> cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway."
> The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a
> limp.
> ________________________________
>
> My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.
> She asked, "What's on TV?"
> I said, "Dust."
> And then the fight started...
> ________________________________
>
> Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my
> lunch, and
> slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat up to
> the van and
> proceeded to back out into a
> torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I
> pulled back into
> the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the
> weather would be
> bad all day. I went back into the house, quietly undressed,
> and slipped
> back into bed.. I cuddled up to my wife's back, now
> with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather
> out there is
> terrible."
> My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my
> stupid husband
> is out fishing in that?"
> And that's how the fight started...
> ________________________________
>
> My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming
> anniversary.
> She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150
> in about 3
> seconds."
> I bought her a bathroom scale.
> And then the fight started......
> ________________________________
>
> After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to
> apply for Social
> Security.
> The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's
> License to
> verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had
> left my wallet at
> home.
> I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to
> go home and
> come back later.
> The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'.
> So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.
> She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough
> for me' and she
> processed my Social Security application..
> When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my
> experience at the
> Social Security office...
> She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might
> have gotten
> disability, too.'
> And then the fight started...
> ________________________________
> My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.
> She was not happy with what she saw and said to me,
> "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly.
> I really need you to pay me a compliment.'
> I replied, "Your eyesight's darn near perfect."
> And then the fight
> started........
I hope that gave you all a chuckle like it did me!
Cind I took the camera out because I saw the Turk baby and his sibs and Mom eating mulberries...of course the camera batteries were dead! Maybe tomorrow...
I am going to taste my supper now and see what I need to add. I made a tomatillo SOUP!
Five hundred degrees outside and I make a spicy soup for supper...maybe eating it will make me feel cooler?
Later--TErri O
ETA: OK it has a nice spiciness to it but is WAY too salty...adding water now!
