Tag: chickens
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Guardian Pig
We tried to get Sheila my big tall, long, not too fat Hereford Pig to go for a walk yesterday but she was having none of it. She is a big lass and not too young and was feeling the heat. Though I was grateful for the windy heat as it was drying my hay. But…
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Sulky pig
Lots of farmy pictures today. Tane was pleased I was home. One piece of sorry business. Tima was her usual chubby happy self though she had had another miscarriage sometime during the night I arrived home. Only one baby, barely formed, as big as half my thumb. But I would not have known if I had not seen the…
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Chicken Dances
Rooster at the West Barn, enters Stage Left. Tough audience. Cattle Call auditions. I hate them. Though I believe this particular audition was called by the cattle. I knew a guy once, when I was running in such circles, who actually wrote his thesis on the Entrances and Exits of Shakespeare. It was a dry…
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Be a Dog
Imagine if we were like a dog. Not an actual dog but Like a dog in that whenever we felt even a little tired we just lay down on the floor wherever we were and slept. Angling our bottoms onto the boards with our bellies following suit, then paws sliding – flat out on the floor, head down, big…
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Warning
The power had gone off. The wind was howling, the rain spitting angrily at the windows, the clouds low and heavy as roiling black seas, the day so dark I moved my work to the table by the window so I could see. So the first I even knew of a tornado warning (they call it…
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