It's too hard to try to catch up on things. My happy farm and crazy-busy life means things are constantly changing. I contacted this lady about getting some girlfriends for Sheepie, who continues to live his miserable life as Big Daddy's bitch in that strange goat-sheep triangle relationship that's happening. The lady had calico sheep that … Continue reading A few more animals won’t make a difference…
Not only are my ears rebelling, but my throat has joined the uprise against me. I didn't go to work today. I clocked out an hour early last night and spent the final hour crying like a baby. Needless to say, I am not very impressed, so I'm writing a happy post instead. Sheepie remains … Continue reading Fluffy Farming Adventures
It's been a tough week and hard to keep happy at my happy farm. Hard but not impossible - I am, after all, surrounded by the loveliest of creatures and beautiful scenery. I'm a little hopped up on meds, and have been on and off this week for two different things, and I'm fighting some … Continue reading More Happiness, Please.
Sheepie had a grand adventure the other day. "Grand" by his dull sheep standards; he spent most of the day by himself. I had to work until close on Friday night, which is becoming a slight problem as the animals should now be closed up around 7:00. When I came home, it was dark and … Continue reading When Animal Adventures Inconvenience Humans
It's strange the things that have become normal, while I'm still generally in awe of my fantastic situation and blessed life. I still appreciate walking up the farm driveway, seeing the chickens run out towards me, hearing the roosters crow, and the like; all simple things. Those will never get old. Yesterday when I opened … Continue reading Some Cold Hard Chicken Farming Truth
This is a continuation of Backyard Chickens, a Story from the Perspective of Animals. ~ It was 5:30 (17:30) in the evening and the sky was remarkably dark. "It looks like it's 8:30," commented the grandmother, referencing the time that the sun set. "It does!" exclaimed Farmer Alixandra and she stopped counting her husband's custom ordered … Continue reading Backyard Chickens, a Story
* Dialogue obviously made up, nothing else is. There used to be a routine with the backyard chickens. They would wake up and begin squawking and jump around inside their coop until released. When released, they would run and jump and check out under the bird feeders. Sometimes chickens such as Elvis, Bruce, and Comrade … Continue reading Backyard Chickens, a Story from the Perspective of Animals