Hi! This days’ assignment is late; it’s already 8:49 pm…..
Today, I went outside, ready to move all of the dog kennel panels around and rearrange where they will ‘play’ (read-dig, crap, bark roll in whatever, dance delightedly when they see a chicken wander by on the other side, etc) and instead, again, snipped, shaved, sawed, clipped and raked, and used a pitchfork to move all of the ‘dewberry’ or (dont think they are ‘blackberry’ vines) brambles that inhabit a good deal of my back yard, and keep us from using it.
This requires constant monitoring during the growing season; yes, they bear fruit- sort of like a dewberry, (cousin to a blackberry?) but the fruit isn’t always abundant each year, nor is it always sweet. The last few years, my kid picks the fruit, eats some, ‘saves’ some and I watch the canes slowly creep further, further to places I like to walk by…. sometimes I see my dogs lay on their backs and eat the fruit. It’s not often, but it is notable. Other years have destroyed perfectly good pants, old jeans, and skin while trying to tame these things. Who planted these? Are they wild? Invasive? What?
I also almost bought some wyandotte eggs to hatch, but the incubator wont decide if it’s up or down a notch….
I did go to Frankfort and buy 6 newly hatched easter eggers/olive eggers. At least, that’s what I’m told they are. Who knows? Half of them resemble barred rock chicks. This isn’t unusual…..some breeds resemble others when new.
Anyway, I have 14 of barred rock, rhode island red, and Jersey Giant chicks, almost 3 weeks old.
Now I have more brand new chicks. The lady also showed me (if ever I get smart enough to operate the doggone incubator) her
barnyard mix—-fertile eggs all collected from her chicken yard. I might; am looking for some good dual purpose so some can go in freezer.
She offered me (the tease!) a baby goat–haha! BTDT! Back in my 30s…
Anyway, that ‘s my commitment done for today.
By the way, the BHP who is certain that all retards are stupid is gone.
I hope they showed her the door- and didn’t reassign her to some unsuspecting person, who expects a trained worker to treat her kid with respect and dignity….
Let me know how I’m doing!
I tried to get a pic of the first set of baby chicks- but they all ran around in horror (like little ants when you lift a rock up off of their home) and everything was blurry. I’ll try again in a few weeks, when they are used to us and not closed up in a box.