Friday, March 12, 2010

Lingering on the Window Sill...

Hey ya’ll,

Well, my basement is dry as toast since I bought the electronic pool cover pump and installed it in my basement. Thanks Denise, for the idea and the loaner and thanks for helping me pour the concrete basin, Dave! This last downpour was the real test and it works just fine. I have been on flood patrol in the basement ever since September and I can’t tell you what a relief this is to be able to sleep through an all-night rain…

Dear Grace is still doing well. The hole in her foot is healing slowly and that is what we want; so that it continues to drain… The hallux stub is still wanting to face forward so I suggested that we clip the tendon and see what happens…less invasive, faster recovery time. We can always go back and amputate the stump if we need to. What this bird has gone through…she is such a trooper. And FAT AS A PIG!!!! Finally! She’s probably around 1650 grams by now and tonight is the first night since January 6th that I am fasting her. I haven’t told her yet. Every time I get up to go in the kitchen, she’s watching me from atop of her crate…waiting.

“What? No supper? Are you kidding me?”


The chickens have been having lots of fun free-ranging during the day. Of course, it looks like someone has offered to help me rake, but only here and there and then they forget to pick it up. Oh well. Raking leaves in a pile with chickens around is an open invitation for adventure…the pile never lasts very long. Oh, those three warm days last weekend were yummy, weren’t they? Oh…spring, please come on!


Johnson, however…doesn’t care much for the chicky-poodles anymore. This is HIS yard, dammit, and he has been rude to them quite a few times; hissing and honking and charging them…running the poor dears all over the yard. (Looks like I’m going to have to take away his credit card…sorry:)

So, I had a heart to heart chat with Dick the other Day. “Dick,” I said, “are you gonna let this big doofus chase your women’s all over the yard? Stop being a chicken and stand up!” Well, last weekend during one of the nice days I was sitting in the swing and I just happen to look over my left shoulder and here comes Dick, flying full-tilt bozo at Johnson with his feet outstretched and BOOM, hits him right in the chest which sends him reeling backwards! All it took was once and Johnson has decided that the yard is big enough for them after all…

One of my jobs as goose-mom is making sure Johnson has good food to eat and since the grass hasn’t started to grow, I cut up some romaine lettuce for him and set it out, only Church (the dead cat that visits from next door) likes, you guessed it…lettuce.

“What, no mung beans this time? Ugh…how boring.”


“Hey! Wait just a stinkin’ minute! That’s MY dinner!”


And one of my jobs as chicken-mom is to make sure they get fun things to eat like niblets corn, except…you guessed it, the cats like it, too!


And then Johnson has to try it out…the chickens never got any…


This here is Gwen, a cat that belongs to some friends. She licked a frog and started tripping and has never been the same. I’m not kidding…you can’t make this stuff up.


This here is Peanut, Gwen’s housemate. He had to have his tail amputated Wednesday and I hope he is recovering well… He is one very cool kitty.


Dick and Jane’s tribute to Michael Jackson…


And Buffy messing around in the honeysuckle…


Face lingering on the window sill last week…


“Oh great, chicken carry-out again? Can we please have pizza next time?”


Well, I’ve had chicken babies in my living room for a month (could this be why I don’t have a husband:) and today, they graduated up to the big chicken chamber! Of course, I have the heating pad on them and have gone up a zillion times today to check on them… I must say, it’s so quiet in here now…and it smells so much better! Pictures to follow!

Thanks for taking the time to read my blog. As always, please feel free to pass it along and if you can spare some change, we sure would appreciate it. I may have to make that awful decision not to rehab this spring until my economy gets better. My phone is not ringing for programs and I can’t take on any more than I can feed…it’s costing me about 500 dollars a month. Ugh….m.

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2 Comments:

At March 13, 2010 at 3:32 PM , Blogger Gaina said...

Meh, who needs men when you can have this much fun with chickens....and hawks...and cats....haha.

I like a spot of bug hunting in the summer, myself. I once found a lovely Rose Chafer when I was out with some friends from Uni one Summer day and when I started getting very animated about insects one of them looked at me like I had two heads and said 'Gaina, you're NEVER going to get a boyfriend if you keep this up!'.

But you know what? If he doesn't get excited about Rose Chafers, he's not my kind of man anyway...

 
At March 13, 2010 at 3:44 PM , Blogger Monteen said...

Gaina - I can always count on you!

 

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