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Random Stuff

2 Jun

Unlike the winter when you get lots of posts of cats and the dog, I am way too busy to get everything on the blog now.

Rocky napping and Sky peeking out the window

Here’s a little bit of everything.  A week or so ago, my son went mushroom hunting.  He was rather successful.

I fixed them and froze them for him.  Of course, I did have to sample a little while I was preparing them.

The goslings are doing well.  They have one very good protective mama.  Every time I go out there, she’s hissing at me.

Widow Goose

They wanted to play in the pool, but I do not want any drowned goslings, so the pool is drained until they get bigger.  I might have to find a smaller tub for them to play in though.

Aurora still likes getting a bit of llama feed when I can find a time to feed her without everyone else stealing it.  Although, she’s not as friendly about letting me feel her back to check her weight. I managed to do it though, and she’s still doing well.

The goats are spending almost all day out in pasture.  As soon as I get home from work (one more week and one day), I change clothes and rush out to check on them.

I’m hoping to find Hera and not with her head in the fence.  She’s been better, but I swear this girl is really testing me.  And I can’t catch her to put the horn apparatus back on.  I wouldn’t be able to hold her if I did catch her.  I might have to try to arrange some help for that.

I had just checked her, and then she did this.

Of course, when I was rushing to check Hera, I saw my first bobolink of the year when I didn’t have my camera with me.  At least I did have it for the bluebird.

Some scatty hen is still free ranging whenever she wants.

There’s so much going on this time of year that I hardly even have time to sit down and put me feet up.

But when I do, I have a nice footstool.  And here’s a couple of bonus goat pictures.

Daisy

Peanut

Just because.

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Nothing Left to Lose

3 May

This poor hen has nothing left to lose.  She was doing well with no feet.  She even managed to take a dust bath last week when I let her out for a bit.

Mama Phoenix

She had already lost the points on her comb and a bit of her beak.

I was worried she was going to lose the rest of the beak, and she did.

I have no words.  I feel so bad for her, and she still talks so sweetly to me when I come out to take care of her.

She is still bravely carrying on. It’s easier for her to eat whole corn, so that’s what she’s getting.  Hopefully, she can figure out the eating; she’s still hanging in there.

I still have no reason why she didn’t simply die when she got frostbite so bad during last winter’s polar vortex.

She’s made it a week without her beak, and she doesn’t seem to be losing weight (actually, she seems to be gaining it back because she couldn’t eat well for a couple days before she lost it).  She’s even managed to eat a coupld of worms I caught for her.

Only at Eden Hills

9 Apr

I sometimes wonder at all the wierd stuff that happens here.  I mean honestly: llamas with ulcers and the only place in Iowa with copper deficiency, and even the little things seem to be more difficult.

Tony

I told you that Pluto was banded last month, but he’s not seeming to turn into a wether, so it’s back to the vet.

Pluto

This boy.

And Mama Phoenix’s other foot fell off.

Mama Phoenix

Actually she seems to be doing better now that she doesn’t have it hanging there.  I think she’s actually going to do well.  But seriously, who but me ends up with a footless chicken?

She can already stand on the stumps!

Now, my dog has decided to play with raccoons.  I don’t mean he wants to kill them.  That would be normal.  No, he is barking, head down, butt up, tail wagging, trying to play with a snarling, lunging raccoon fighting for its life.

Sky

What an idiot!

So far, he seems to be pretty good at jumping out of the way, but not quite perfect.  Again. He’s an idiot.