Good afternoon to everyone. Well, Traci, thankyou...you sent me some rain just like I asked you to! ;) It wasnt even a torrential rain. It is just a nice regular rain with a little breeze. I stood out on the front porch at the end with it blowing in on me...sprinkling me with its coolness. Ahhhh...feels so good not to be hot.
I normally go to bed about 10. Last night I was a bad girl. I stayed up. Oh boy did I. I don't sleep well when the moon is full. I know that sounds silly, but I think it has something to do with it being so light outside. Anyway, I read my book for a while...I am reading Douglas Preston and Lincoln Childs Dance of Death. It is one of the Detective Pendergast books if you have read any previously. You may remember Relic, that was by both of them also. It was made into a movie, but to me almost always the book is better. So...not getting sleepy I got online and browsed for a little while...still not sleepy I went to see what I could find on TV. I ended up watching a movie called Haunted with Aiden Quinn in it. I like him. The movie was two and a half hours long, and I said to myself, Self, you can rent this on Netflix sometimes, you need to go to bed. Self did not listen. Self stayed up til 3 a.m. OH well...so I slept until almost 11 a.m. this morning. Oops. We all slip up sometimes. ;)
We still got school done. House is cleaned up, vacuumed, dishes done, laundry is going...and I need to put a pork roast on the grill...but it is raining. So I am gonna sit here a while and talk to all you nice folks. :)
I got a call from Dwain last night. He is having a tough time dealing with dumb people. He asked a friend to take him to pick up some chickens. Maybe he used the term birds, I dont know. His friend got a mile from the ending location and stopped because the road was roughly paved. He informed Dwain that his tires were not made to drive on that kind of road. WHAT? LOL. Its a VAN they are in. Its not like its a gravel dirt road. He managed to convince hsi friend that it would be alright to drive on this road. They got to the location and as he was loading up the chickens (bantams now, little chickens) his friend said...now I lie to you not he says...
"Oh I didn't know we were going to be picking up a bunch of cows."
???!?!!!!!!!!?????????????!!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Dwain was speechless. I told him the first thing out of my mouth would have been...ARE YOU SERIOUS???
He didnt want to upset his friend and the charity his friend had extended to take him out to pick up these chickens, so he just didnt say anything.
Oh there is so much more to this story...like the guy ended up backing his van into Dwains fence...but the chicken-cow phrase was enough to make my jaw drop to the ground.
I cannot believe that people are really that dumb. Tires that can't drive on pavement. Chickens that are cows. But it is true..it is all very true. LOL
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We usually go to the store today, but we arent going to. Ian is not feeling to well. He is having a lot of sinus trouble and a bad headache from it. It is raining anyway...a good day to stay home. We can go tomorrow.
I thought I would include a few pictures of Tiger. There used to be a Lily, but he didnt like her too much and got too rough with her and she has since passed on...so he is by himself, but he is doing fine. I think he needs some time alone for a while anyway. It seems to be doing him some good. I have been feeding him daily by hand to get him to warm up to me a little. A bird this pretty, you just want to parade him around and hold him and love on him. He doesnt want any part of this though. We have plenty of time...maybe one day. Dwain gave me this bird in trade. When I got him he was in molt so his neck feathers were sheathed and his tail was just growing back in. He looks magnificent now. I wish I could catch him displaying his neck, it is something to see, so beautiful. Oh I didnt even mention what he is. He is a Red Golden Pheasant.
I lost my other Sumatra hen yesterday. I dont know what has happened in that pen while I am not looking. I do know that when birds are getting their new feathers in they seem really testy and moody. It is and itchy and skin irritating time, so I can't blame them. Johnny is molting really big time molting. He has no tail left, with new pin feathers growing in and all sheathed pin feathers coming in all around his neck. I am afraid he may have killed her, not meaning to, but I still think somehow her neck got broken. I believe this is what happened to the other one too. So now he is alone. I can't understand it. She was just fine yesterday when I went out to feed and water, so that must be what happened. I have no extra hens for him...I will have to replace them when I can find him some ladies...but I think he can wait just a little while too, til he has filled out and has all his new feathers in.
Oh guess what. Your not gonna believe this. That cat was back. I was on the screen porch last night talking on the phone with Dwain and I hear a noise. I look out on the step and there sits that dang cat. I couldnt let Tip out to chase. It was dark..and I was afraid I would lose her out in the vast darkness out here. Time to get out the BB gun I guess. SIGH.
Well I reckon that is about all the rambling for now...I hope everyone is having a good Thursday. :)
6 comments:
Sounds as if someone doesn't have any knowledge of farm life. Wonder if that cat is somehow to blame for the dead chickens. Maybe catching them by the neck through the fence and holding on. Tiger is a beautiful chick. I hope he will be more gentle to his next partner. No rain here yet. I hear some thundering around so maybe some will come. Helen
People say the strangest things sometime. Cows and chickens aren't even close. glad you are getting a little rain to cool off with. Paula
Gorgeous bird.
Your welcome for the rain. It didn't rain nearly long enough here!
Traci
That pheasant is beautiful. So how are the rest of your cows doing? :) Linda
ONCE DURING THE 'GREAT DEPRESSION' IN THE FLINT ROCK HILLS OF EASTERN OKLAHOMA, OUR NEAREST TOWN, LOCUST GROVE, THOUGH WE LIVED REALLY
IN THE BACK SIDE OF THE BACKWOODS.
SOME NEIGHBORS LIVING NEARBY IN AN OLD SHACK, HUNGRY KIDS (WHOM WAS'NT ?), THE MAN BEING A WORLD WAR ONE VETERAN, WAS IN EUROPE COMBAT AREA.
HOW DELIGHTED THEY WERE TO RECEIVE THE 'BONUS' WHICH WAS INDEED A TREMENDOUS AMOUNT OF MONEY TO THEM. SEVERAL HUNDRED DOLLARS THEN WAS A FORTUNE.
NEEDLESS TO SAY THEY MOVED AND TO A MODERN HOUSE IN TULSA WHERE HE DISCOVERED AN OLD WAR BUDDY THAT PROVIDED HIM WITH A JOB.
THE LADY HAD NOTHING WORTH MOVING FROM THE SHACK, SHE DID THOUGH HAVE A COUPLE DOZEN FINE LARGE BEAUTIFUL CHICKENS AND ONE HUGE COLORFUL ROOSTER THAT WOULD HAVE TAKEN FIRST PRIZE AT ANY FAIR.
A NEPHEW OF HERS WAS NEWLY MARRIED AND NEEDED A PLACE TO LIVE SO MOVED RIGHT IN.
I WILL BE BACK TO GET MY 'BIRDS' (AS SHE TOO CALLED THEM), AND INDEED A WEEK LATER RETURNED TO GET HER BIRDS.
THE NEWLY MARRIED NEPHEW AND WIFE WHILED AWAY THE HOURS AND FOUND TIME TO WATCH THE CHICKENS AND THE BIG PROUD ROOSTER DOING THAT WHICH ROOSTERS ARE EXPECTED TO DO.
THE NEPHEW CAUGHT THE ROOSTER AND DECIDED TO TRIM SOME OF THE FEATHERS.
HAD HIS BRIDE BRING A LARGE PAIR OF SCISSORS AND BEGAN TRIMMING. SORT OF GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH IT AND ENDED UP WITH AN AMAZING LOOKING BARE BODIED ROOSTER WITH ONLY ONE FEATHER AND THAT ONE HUGE RED FEATHER PROUDLY STICKING UP FROM THE TAIL OF THAT ROOSTER.
KINFOLK OR NOT, THE AUNT FOUND HER HICKORY CLUB SHE HAD USED TO KILL SNAKES WITH, CHASED THAT NEPHEW BACK INTO THE WOODS WHERE HE STAYED HID UNTIL AUNTIE HEADED BACK TO TULSA WITH HER PRIZED BIRDS.
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Tiger is beautiful, he looks like a parrot. I can't believe the guy thought he was picking up cows?? Yes that is a doozy. I hate when I stay up to late, seems the next few days are always off kilter for me. Too bad the cat came back, for both of you...him & you!
xoxo
Lisa
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