Tuesday, 25 February 2014
Saturday, 22 February 2014
My days are spent as a chicken herd. I got this job full-time when I saved Mommy's chicken, "Be careful what you're good at, you're bound to repeat it" is very true. It's not as bad as I thought it would be...lots of stuff to roll in, and I can bark all I want as long as I look up; always birds flying above and who knows one might be looking for a chicken dinner. My job is Chicken Guard and I'm really getting into it.
Kayak is my side-kick. Now he sleeps much of the time and can barely hear me, or he is ignoring me. Mommy is so very happy when she lets the chickens out and I run over and get into position. The hens act like I'm their Mother and run under my feet a lot or worse sit on Kayak but he lets them until they try to get a treat out of our dish or even his paws, he draws the line there.
Friday, 22 February 2013
Sunday, 3 February 2013
Looks like I'm going to be putting "sheep herder" on my résumé. Actually I think It will be GRAND, me owning sheep. I'm liking the sound of this much better that "Guard of the fancy pants Chickens"! Lately they have been taking liberties and riding around on my back. I don't like it and personally I do not care that their feet are cold and they are getting high centred in the snow.
Sheep even smell better. I think my ancestors would be proud of me when MY sheep come to our farm (Mommy says everybody "belongs" to me; my cats, my chickens, my husband Kayak, etc.) as I watch over them. We get them as soon as the barn is built, it is going to be hard to wait.
Saturday, 12 January 2013
Friday, 4 January 2013
Today I was Determined to get us out on the lake for awhile.