Monday, August 18, 2008


Today's WTF moment was provided by Bear. I went out onto the back porch for a moment to tell J. something, who was in the garage. As I'm standing there, Bear suddenly leaps up out of nowhere and attempts to knock the root beer popsicle from my fingers.

Happily, she was unsuccessful as it was still in the wrapper, and was shooed away, grumbling.

Seriously, chickens will eat ANYTHING.

Monday, August 11, 2008


Well, sometimes it happens. When hatching chicks you never know what you are going to get, and sometimes the luck of the draw seems to be of the 'cruel' variety.  This is a chick named Why:

Why had a normal beak when she hatched 6 weeks ago, the crossbeak appeared after one week and just got worse and worse. We decided to let her be, as she was otherwise healthy, and let Nature take it's course--if she survived without assistance, fine--if she was suffering, we'd help her on her way, as that would be the kindest thing.

Well, here she is at 6 weeks old and although she is a bit behind in developing feathers, she runs around, plays and interacts with her siblings and us normally. In fact, she has formed a special attachment to the kid, and they play all over the living room.

So it seems, little Why is here to stay!

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Um...Well...OK, Me Too!

So the kid and I were watching the last part of John Carpenter's 'The Thing' on TV today--she LOVES horror & sci-fi flicks and isn't afraid of anything--and were watching the part where the monster kind of erupts into a gross conglomeration of every creature it's absorbed.

As a skinned dog's head erupts from inside the monster and turns it's horrifying, slavering jaws towards the camera, she turns to me and says offhandedly, "If I had a dog, I wouldn't keep him in my stomach. I'd put him on a leash and take him for walks!"

I just stared at her, unable to come up with anything other than, "Uh...me, too.". The kid handles horror movies MUCH better than I ever did.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

*Insert Maniacal Laugh And Wild-Eyed Stare Here*

OK, so I may have gotten a little happy on the whole 'canning thing.

But that doesn't mean that I'm crazy--

You know what, never mind.