The house pets* live pretty interesting lives, if I do say so myself. Chopsy the supposed-mini-pig is starting to develop a reputation as the fashion police. If my mother or I wear socks and sandals around him, he'll try to remove the sandals. He dislikes unnecessary zippers. Shoelaces and trousers that are baggy at the … Continue reading Quick house pet update
My work week (at the tattoo shop, not my farm) started on Wednesday and I feel like I've hit the ground running since. An hour and a half meeting spurred a big list for me to get done, which normally motivates me and did motivate me on Thursday, but then I felt randomly under the … Continue reading Icky sicky ickiness
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.
I try to write posts on my phone all of the time and I always fuck it up, but hey, maybe the 57th time is the charm. In this entry I am focusing on barn things. Surprisingly, the goats put themselves to bed in their proper side pen and were still there in the morning. The … Continue reading Quick barn gossip
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
Warning: this post mentions the death of many robins and might be upsetting to some readers. I think I becoming most irritated by robins because there is rarely a happy outcome, no matter which way it is handled. My fuck, the animals have been up to no good and have caused some real chaos. Everything … Continue reading Ridiculously Irritating Robins
It seems funny to call myself a "cat collector" when cats are among the least of my animal collections lately. I have more chickens and hamsters than cats. In my defense, I'm limited to 5 cats (currently own 4) thanks to municipal laws. I am under the impression that I can own up to 300 chickens. … Continue reading A Typical Day with Kit-Kat-Kittykins