Ive neglected my blog, and my website. But not the chickies!
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Yeah, THIS dog. That's the one I'm talking about Most of the time, when I say "My dog did that?!" it's mostly in the form of an exasperated question (you didnt really just pee on the bed did you?) or after a complete emotional meltdown on my part (flip-flops left outside are always eaten by dogs--don't you know that?) Not today. Today I was proud. Since the weather has been so epic, I've been taking several of the chickens to forage in our courtyard. We've been planting a lot in there, but there's still weeds so the chickens get to spend the afternoon scratching away while I observe them in the sunshine. It's a good gig. I have to carry the birds from their coop outside, then bring them inside, through the house, and into the courtyard. I can only handle 2-3 birds at a time so it takes me several trips back & forth. The courtyard is enclosed & safe, but I left Leo with the first set of birds while I went to fetch the other chickens. When I came back, Reina, our frisky golden lab had come into the courtyard (she's not allowed to be alone with the birds just yet) and Leo was standing in front of her guarding the chickens! It was pretty cute. Leo has been with chickens for a few years now, but Reina is still learning that chickens are pets, not live squeaky toys. All of us spent the afternoon together in the sunshine-- and I felt very proud that my old little chihuahua has turned into a working farm dog after all. I'm pretty stoked today because ALL of my new chicks went to awesome new homes. I still get really attached to every little creature in my life (and the BIG ones, too) so sometimes I feel a bit melancholy when I have to say good-bye to them*
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I woke up perky & was in a surprisingly good mood for 530am! Went out to check on the chicks, & decided to take a couple fluffers back inside with me to the kitchen. I wanted some snuggling while I drank my coffee & prepared for the day. I figured the chickies would like to nestle up in my sweatshirt, which they did-- but they also got their own breakfast suite. Because I relentlessly begged my darling boyfriend for more wooden wine boxes, I now have lots of boxes perfect for spoiling chicks. I just set up the box (food, water, puppy pads for poops) & I can transport them comfortably. Niiice. |
Also got my first blue-green egg of 2013 ---->
Way to go, ladies!
Way to go, ladies!
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