Saturday, April 6, 2024
Pole Cat
Reba DEMANDS to go out most days. She follows me and Win out to the barn for her morning escape. On this day she decide to climb the old tv dish pole....which is pretty tall! There she was perched atop and gave me her best vulture interpretation. Very impressive m'lady!
Fall Visit With Friends
Sunday, September 10, 2023
Chick Chick
The name is the most creativity I could muster when I found her . It was late afternoon when I went out to feed the horses and this youngster wouldn't budge. She let me pick her up without a fuss. Dang!! She has a broken leg! That is not a good sign since most little ones would just perish from the shock. I figured she was just holding on and I set her in a box in my workshop and concluded I would have a dead pullet by morning. I set food and water and she practically lunged at it. Good sign.
When she was still alive in the morning I knew I now had to do something about her leg. She was amazingly compliant when I got her on her side and gently pulled the leg as straight at I could get it, put on a splint made from cardboard and taped it up with vet wrap. She camped out in her little box for a couple weeks and we did chicky PT a couple times a day. She had no balance and made no attempt at walking so I just held her up under her breastbone and we stretched legs and moved up and down. We went outside a couple times a day to keep her spirits up, but made sure we stayed away from the flock. She was "different" and had evoked a violent response from "The Old Biddy" hen. They would no doubt want to attack since she was now an outcast. We turned the corner when one morning I went to work and she was perched on the top edge of the box! She was learning how to cope with her handicap and was coming along with her walking. Then I lost her in the shop! She wasn't really hiding from me but had just FLOWN to the top bank of cabinets and perched there for the night.
Through all of this we have become quite close! She always lets me pick her up and we check out the flowers and all the best places for a bite to eat. She's becoming more accepted by the rest of the flock and I expect one of these evenings she will go in the coop to perch for the night. My little Chick Chick is not going to need me for much longer!
Tuesday, August 15, 2023
Long Shadows on the Trail
I've had several very nice evening jaunts lately. For some reason there are NO mosquitoes, deer flies or other pests! At least for now. It was so nice to enjoy a rare ride on my bestest girl, Cheyenne. We take it slow since neither of us have been in the three-rides-a-week routine. I guess we are both slowing down at the same time. Windsor is trotting along with us and he probably gets the most benefit from the romp.
My photographer friend, Janene Nelson, posted these amazing skyscapes which precluded the hail storm last week. She really captured the drama from her location. They really remind me of Mayfield Parrish paintings.
Thursday, July 6, 2023
Mother Goose is at it again...
I set up the big kids pen, maybe a bit early, but they were getting kind of "birdy" in the shop, so it seemed time to move. It's warm and they will be fine.
Tuesday, July 4, 2023
Midsummer Musings
My "vacation" before the 4th has involved a redo of the garage space so my truck can "fit" inside. I've had several trips to the dealership for engine lights and each time it has been rodent damage. It's gotten very expensive to keep fixing the problem and while it wasn't practical to build a new garage this was the solution. Our hired man is a wiz at reorganization and he insisted the truck would fit. It just involved getting a new configuration, getting rid of junk, and a parking plan. Yes, there is a tennis ball from the ceiling so I don't drive through the back of the structure. (Idiot ball!) I can scoot through the front if I stand sideways. The back. Not so much. But I am thankful to have the truck inside. This just cracked me up (pun intended) because it isn't right, but it will work!
Saturday, May 13, 2023
Let's Catch Up!
A long time since an update. I'll start where I left off. We caught this beauty strutting by during the rut season back in November. He's all puffed up and full of himself with love on his mind.
The horses were all ears when I came out to feed. The snow was falling and now it all began with the winter season. It was a pretty mild winter and everyone came though it nicely
We are so blessed!It got cold!! The double wool hat, hood and red nose was in force.
This is Beau wrapped up in holiday ribbon. Filling my giant old antique Red Wing crockery bowl. Two days later the brats were chasing and the whole table runner and bowl ended in pieces on the floor. One of my usual cries around here is "I can't have anything!". Too true. Cats are why we can't have nice things.My pastel artwork of our Daisy done back in the day. It won a couple purple ribbons at the Polk County, WI, fair and is a tribute to my sweetie girl.
Out of this world! Far, far away is a tiny planet that is called Pluto. A decade or so it was determined that Pluto was not a planet and would be known as a dead star. Pluto is the planet of the sign of Scorpio, of which I take notice for November reasons. I found this photo after Pluto was seen by the new technology of deep space photography. AND IT'S BEAUTIFUL! I can't help but notice it is red, white and blue. I have had to wait years and years for this planet to rise for me. Pluto must mean "patience".