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Other Critters

22 May

It’s not just my animals here on the farm.  I get to see lots of birds.

Baltimore oriole

There’s quite a few squirrels out in pasture.

Occasionally we have some other critters show up.  Or Bob might bring them up.

Bob Cat

Yep.  He caught a baby bunny.  Luckily, he’s not a starving cat because he didn’t notice when I took his bunny from him.  He was just waiting and resting until it tried to escape and he could play with it some more.

I really don’t see very many bunnies here with the cats and dog ready to chase them.

I took it to the Back Forty and let it go.

Should have changed camera setting first, but I was more worried about Bob than pictures.

This morning, I think I rescued the same baby bunny from Bob again.  I did warn it that it might not be lucky enough for me to be around to save it a third time.

Hopefully, it has learned its lesson.  Then this happened.

When the vet was here helping me push pills down the goats, kittens wandered out from under the workbench.  Seriously?  I only have fixed cats.  In the twenty springs I’ve spent on the farm, this is the first time I’ve had kittens born here.

Margarita tried butting one into the ground.  Seriously?

They were thin and horribly dehydrated.

They are back to healthy and have already left the farm.


Doing Well

28 Apr

I do appreciat all the support from my whining yesterday.  I have to say, there are lots of goats and other animals at Eden Hills who are doing quite well.  I just seem to focus on the ones I’m worried about because they take so much time and energy.  So today, here’s a very short survey of some  residents of the farm who are doing quite well.  The three llamas are enjoying the Back Forty, but they come up and roll in their dust bowl and get a drink and just see what’s going on.

Odie, Maybeline, and Buster

The two bucks are doing quite well.  They do want to know why I didn’t bring grain or peanuts or girls though.

Fionn and Xerxes

The fat boy wethers are all doing well too.  They really are fat.


I have kids who are growing and doing well and chewing cud.  It’s hard to believe that I could actually think about weaning some if I needed to.


Margarita looks awesome!  She’s turned into a little snot though.  She doesn’t want my attention at all.


And I have lots of girls that look really good!

Bonnie, Penny, Betty Lou, and Blaze

Bob is doing great!  He’s not happy with Rocky and Noelle existing, but he’s fine other than that.

Bob Cat

And that’s just a very small sampling of who’s doing well.


3 Feb

Sometimes, if you put your mind to it, you can accomplish things that people might think would be impossible.  Snickers is that kind of cat.  After all, he’s survived with cancer for almost six years.  He has now totally taken this determination to a new level.


You see, he hates cat litter.  Bob too.  They both prefer to go to the door like a dog, do their business, and come back in.  Really.  They will both use the litter box if there’s no other option, but Snickers will do whatever he can to go outside.

He can open my front door if it isn’t locked, so I’m sure to keep it locked because I don’t like when he lets himself out and then climbs on the roof to be let in the upstairs window, and I don’t want another broken paw from him jumping down.

I came home from work earlier this week to find him sitting up there.  I know I locked the door!  I ran upstairs and he was quite happy to see me.

Then I tried to figure out how he got out.  It’s not like there are a lot of options for exiting the house.  Finally, I found it!

He pulled out the styrofoam that was in the window for insulation.  That small hole on the bottom right is much bigger just a day after I took the picture.

Then he managed to open the hook and push his way out the window.

Smarty pants.  I cannot even count the number of times I have closed and hooked the window since he figured this out.  (Not  to mention getting out of bed a couple of times in the night to let him back in the window.)  He keeps shredding more and more of the styrofoam.

Trying to find a way to fix this might be my weekend project.