Rain = mud…Mud = dirty animals…Dirty animals = unhappy animals…Unhappy animals = a very unhappy me….A very unhappy me = thoughts on how many animals can I get rid of and how soon.
Just as I place my hand on the cell phone to call someone, anyone while standing in a poopy mud puddle, to pick up a grumpy horse or goat or llama (for free), the sunshine returns along with happy thoughts and smiles, as joyful animals prance along side me reminding me why I chose them in the first place!
Poor Biskapit (our new puppy)…he ran after me into the field where the horses and Dunkay were grazing. I was trying to grab him to get him out of there. Sparky galloped full speed to him, then back kicked him so hard he bounced into the fence and laid there yipping in that high pitched puppy voice. I was worried the neighbors would think I was beating him! I picked him up and carried him to the house where I looked him over good…no broken bones, no blood. He snuggled under my chin and wouldn’t leave for about ten minutes. Within a half hour he was back to chewing on poor Cody our 17 year old Retriever. Well, I guess he won’t be demanding to play with the horses anymore!! The farm can be dangerous at times, I never let my guard down when I’m with animals that out weigh me by 200+ pounds!!!
Our horses are not only sneaky, but mysterious! Some how Sparky and the Tank got into the middle pen where all the hay is stacked up with out opening a gate! Two already plump horses gorging themselves sick and both gates are closed and locked. The fence is up so they didn’t push it down and it is too high for stubby mini horses to jump over ( I think I would faint if I saw the Tank jump!). So …how did they get in there??!! Dunkay was on the outside looking in, his mouth watering and feeling left out! All he could do was stand there while his tummy growled as the two over weight horses feasted on the forbidden food! Also, the goats can get into any place at anytime and they too were watching ding and dong eat. Another head scratching mystery at Addie Acres!
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My mountain goat was standing outside in the middle of the pasture staring towards a group of trees, usually she stares at the house and only the house! I get nervous when she is looking at something different. Makes me think something is going on that shouldn’t be! So I struggled into the pink nightmare snow suit and dragged myself into the freezing cold to figure out why is my goat standing on an ice patch in below 0 weather! And what was she staring at?? NOTHING! There wasn’t a thing out of order. She was zoning out again pretending to be high up in the snow capped mountains, free and wild! So there we stood, the two of us. A little black and white goat with a dreamy look on her frosted face and farmer Nancy, standing next to her in the pink Carhart snowsuit with a ‘why me’ look, staring at the swaying trees in the -10 wind chill!
I need to take my camera with me every time I go to the barn. What did I see today at the funny farm you ask with bated breath? My rooster was in the middle of the field pecking at grass and there were 4 hens scattered about that hang with him. A kitty walked up to Mr Tough Guy, which made the rooster nervous because he made this strange loud, drawn out clucking sound. When he did, all four hens came running to him! All five chickens then stood there facing the cat like they were going to have him for dinner instead of the cat having chicken for supper. The kitty was in a pounce position with his tail straight up wagging, his fur puffed out, staring at the lined up birds. I think they were having a show down! The cat soon figured he was out numbered, backed down and slinked away. The rooster and his brood scattered, strutting back to their original spots before the war cry was blasted! I can honestly say, I’ve never seen that before! Weird animals we have!
Okay this was GREAT! Earlier today one of the hens decided to come out of the chicken coop and poke around. The wind is howling today and have sustained winds of around 30 miles an hour gusting up to 45! She must of strutted out when a gust came barreling through cause it picked her up and taught her how to fly…Kansas style! She ‘flew’ through the cold air for about 20 feet before landing on her head! She picked herself up, did the bird shake and ran back towards the opening when another gust came and did the chicken dance with her again! The winds of OZ wasn’t done with her quite yet….she got up, headed towards the barn when she was knocked over and did a tumble or two. By this time, I was feeling sorry for her and stopped laughing and rescued her from the enemy. She tucked her head under my arm as I battled the wind to get her back to safety. I’m expecting an extra large egg from her later today as payment!!
she sits at the back door every morning waiting for me to share my Special K without the cats!!