Success! No gagging and even a smile. Next stop, prunes and liver!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Belated happy birthday
I forgot to mention: happy birthday to the chickens! They turned one on Tuesday. Their gift was a pile of yellowing broccoli and mushy watermelon discarded by the Coop. I didn't sing to them, tho'. Our neighbors already think I'm a weirdo; I probably shouldn't push it.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Freebird
Baby A+, Beanie (the dog), Meep (the nice cat), and I were all out in the yard this week. Roaming around sniffing (Beanie and Meep), eating grass (Meep and Baby A+), and generally being content with Spring's arrival. Thinking that their 6'x7' area must get boring after a while, I decided to let the chickens wander freely around the yard. "What's the worst that could happen?", I asked myself. :o)
So, I caught Tallulah and plunked her down in the grass. Beanie made a b-line for her, and I growled "LEAVE IT!", so Beanie just ran figure 8s around Tallulah and didn't actually touch her. Then I scooped up Dixie and Sydney. Beanie was enthralled to have more potential playmates in the yard, and was soon walking around with the chickens eating grass along side of them. She showed no malice nor prey-drive response to the birds. I guess she is a terrible labrador but a fabulous dog. Meep, who a year ago was plotting ways to eat the chicks, took one look at them and decided that they were too big to hassle with and went on her merry way. Baby A+ tottered between interested/bewildered by the non-furry walking things and ignoring the chickens in order to laugh riotously at the dog running around with sticks in her mouth. So, all in all, it was a harmonious afternoon in the yard for the cat, dog, chickens, baby and me.
Once again, it is fun to have the girls. I'm simple-brained, I guess, but watching them peck around, strutting and scratching, is entertaining. They are just funny little creatures. And they eat dandilions. Bonus.
Here is a three-shot series of Beanie following Tallulah, sniffing her bottom, and then recoiling at the nasty peck that Tallulah inflicted for Beanie's sassy, fresh behavior.
And here are a couple of Baby A+ enjoying the fine weather.
So, I caught Tallulah and plunked her down in the grass. Beanie made a b-line for her, and I growled "LEAVE IT!", so Beanie just ran figure 8s around Tallulah and didn't actually touch her. Then I scooped up Dixie and Sydney. Beanie was enthralled to have more potential playmates in the yard, and was soon walking around with the chickens eating grass along side of them. She showed no malice nor prey-drive response to the birds. I guess she is a terrible labrador but a fabulous dog. Meep, who a year ago was plotting ways to eat the chicks, took one look at them and decided that they were too big to hassle with and went on her merry way. Baby A+ tottered between interested/bewildered by the non-furry walking things and ignoring the chickens in order to laugh riotously at the dog running around with sticks in her mouth. So, all in all, it was a harmonious afternoon in the yard for the cat, dog, chickens, baby and me.
Once again, it is fun to have the girls. I'm simple-brained, I guess, but watching them peck around, strutting and scratching, is entertaining. They are just funny little creatures. And they eat dandilions. Bonus.
Here is a three-shot series of Beanie following Tallulah, sniffing her bottom, and then recoiling at the nasty peck that Tallulah inflicted for Beanie's sassy, fresh behavior.
And here are a couple of Baby A+ enjoying the fine weather.
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