The Buff Cochin and the Ginger Cat

The Duel with all due respect to the original author, Eugene Field.

The buff cochin hen and the ginger cat
Side by side on the bathroom rug sat;
‘Twas half past seven, and (what do you think!)
Nor one nor t’ other had slept a wink!
The young Bob cat and the Corelle plate
Appeared to know as sure as fate
There was going to be a terrible spat.
I wasn’t there; I simply state
what was told to me by the Corelle plate!)



The buff cochin hen went “Cluck, cluck, cluck!”
And the ginger cat replied, “Mee-ow!”
The air was littered an hour or so,
With bits of feather and orange fur,
While the young Bob cat on the counter-top
Up with his paws before his face,
For he always dreaded a family row!
(Now mind:  I’m only telling you
What the young Bob cat declares is true!)



The Corelle plate looked very blue,
And wailed, “Oh, dear! what shall we do!”
But the buff cochin and the ginger cat
Wallowed this way and tumbled that,
Employing every beak and claw
In the awfullest way you ever saw–
And, oh! how the feathers and fur flew!
Don’t fancy I exaggerate–
I got my news from the Corelle plate!)

buff cochin
Next morning, where the two had sat
They found no trace of chicken or cat;
And some folks think unto this day
That burglars stole that pair away!
But the truth about the cat and hen
Is this:  they ate each other up!
Now what do you really think of that!
(The young Bob cat told me so,
and that is how I came to know.)

cat in window

Well, Honey and Snickers haven’t eaten each other up, but I do have to make sure to shut the bathroom door when Snickers gets his canned cat food, or Honey comes in and chases him away, so she can have it for herself.

Sharing with Wordless Wednesday at Create With Joy and Wild Bird Wednesday.

Scavenger Hunt

This week, the topics for Scavenger Hunt Sunday are:  beverage, snuggle, thick, behind the lens, and where were you.  I’m still getting used to the new phone, and I still don’t like taking pictures with the phone, but I’m now on Instagram as EdenHillsPerin.  The first two pictures are from my phone.

Beverage:  We made another batch of mead.  It’s down in the basement happily fermenting.  Of course, it will be another three months before it’s bottled and then two years before it’s ready to drink.  You just can’t rush a good mead.

blackberry mead

Snuggle:  Since Snickers has been ill, he’s become quite the snuggler.  I can’t sit down without him jumping on my lap.  Most times, I’m good with that.



Thick: Last week, I showed you some of my round girls.  I’m afraid we’ll have some triplets this March (Blaze?).  Other goats are just thick (Coral).

doe goats

Coral and Blaze

Or maybe I should say big boned or fluffy.    Whatever I call it, there’s just more of her to love!

fat doe goat

Behind the lens:  I might be cheating on this one, but I love this shot of Millie’s eye.  I was really surprised to see her iris shaped like a heart.  I’d guess it’s from the changing light of the flash in a fairly dark building.  Whatever the reason, it’s pretty cool.



Where were you: I’m only ever about two places: work and my farm.  Work is boring and no fun, so I’m sharing my farm, of course!  I’ll remind you once again that home is where the goat is, whether we’re in the barn or outside basking!

Cookie (pregnant, not thick)

Cookie (pregnant, not thick)

Stormy needs to be a little thicker if you ask me.

Stormy needs to be a little thicker if you ask me.

Tomorrow I’ll be sharing a soap extravaganza giveaway that I’m participating in, so be sure to come back for eight chances to win some soap!

I’m sharing with Scavenger Hunt Sunday,  Shadow Shot Sunday, Mandarin Orange Monday, and Ruby Tuesday 2.

The Kitchen Chicken

The chicken in my kitchen seems to be quite content with her new quarters.  In fact, she might be getting spoiled with oatmeal for breakfast, bread, and sharing my salad for supper.

chicken eating oatmeal

I really enjoy hearing her talk, and she’s always talking to me.  My mother did tell me that she doesn’t talk like that when I’m not around.  I brought a five-gallon bucket in and turned it upside down, so she can roost each evening.

chicken roosting

The cats are fine with her, except Bob, but Bob is grumpy and growls at everyone, including me.  Snickers and Leo couldn’t care less about her.

Honey and Snickers

Honey and Snickers

She has run of the kitchen, and it looks like she enjoys when the sun hits the afternoon sky giving her a little patch of sun to bask in.

chicken basking in sun

I’m a little worried that she might be starting to molt.  That would be very possible with the change in light and temperatures from outside to inside.  If I end up with a naked chicken in the kitchen, she’ll be in here even longer.

chicken feather

I’m afraid she’s never going to want to go back outside.

chicken roosting

Sharing with Camera Critters, Saturday’s Critters, SOOC Sunday (all but the feather are SOOC), Bird d’Pot, and I Heart Macro.

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