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Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts
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9.24.2009
how would a dog eat corn in the wild?
today i realized that the cat food i've been buying (loyally for years now) has corn gluten, a frustrating realization given that i had been buying it specifically under the impression that it did not contain corn.
don't know if they changed their formula or if i overlooked something.
i try my best to avoid foods with unnecessary corn products (though the fact that my comfort foods are all overly processed poses a continual problem) and the truth is that cats and dogs especially do not need corn in their diet. here is a tiny bit of information regarding it, but you can find a wealth of additional information too—and not just from kooks.
its a line that few people draw, but its one that i have.
i try to find animal food that has primary ingredients that do not include corn or animal by-products. the truth is that its really hard and the truth is that i'll splurge once in awhile on cheap food as a 'treat' just like i do for myself.
so it was particularly disappointing to suddenly realize that the NutroMax that i have been buying for the cats, and intended to buy for the dog, had corn! right there, in as the second ingredient!
and just like that, i switched. to Taste of the Wild.
and guess what? its available at the feed store and its cheaper. local feed stores are awesome resources for pet, hardware and garden supplies—and it supports local business! with the pooch now i am finding that the feed store can beat every price from leashes to kennels and now food. good, quality, holistic food.
now i can buy all my animal feed from one place, which is nice. and i can avoid petco—which i loved when i didn't know any better. and better yet is that the animals are getting food that is even better than what they were getting, which makes me happy for them.
i encourage anyone to look into their pet's diet. and don't assume that getting your pet on a good diet means cooking for them every day (that is something i have a hard time bringing myself to do, however lots of people do it very successfully.)
don't know if they changed their formula or if i overlooked something.
i try my best to avoid foods with unnecessary corn products (though the fact that my comfort foods are all overly processed poses a continual problem) and the truth is that cats and dogs especially do not need corn in their diet. here is a tiny bit of information regarding it, but you can find a wealth of additional information too—and not just from kooks.
its a line that few people draw, but its one that i have.
i try to find animal food that has primary ingredients that do not include corn or animal by-products. the truth is that its really hard and the truth is that i'll splurge once in awhile on cheap food as a 'treat' just like i do for myself.
so it was particularly disappointing to suddenly realize that the NutroMax that i have been buying for the cats, and intended to buy for the dog, had corn! right there, in as the second ingredient!
and just like that, i switched. to Taste of the Wild.
and guess what? its available at the feed store and its cheaper. local feed stores are awesome resources for pet, hardware and garden supplies—and it supports local business! with the pooch now i am finding that the feed store can beat every price from leashes to kennels and now food. good, quality, holistic food.
now i can buy all my animal feed from one place, which is nice. and i can avoid petco—which i loved when i didn't know any better. and better yet is that the animals are getting food that is even better than what they were getting, which makes me happy for them.
i encourage anyone to look into their pet's diet. and don't assume that getting your pet on a good diet means cooking for them every day (that is something i have a hard time bringing myself to do, however lots of people do it very successfully.)
7.24.2009
2.05.2009
2.03.2009
the cats
the cats are hilarious and are a constant source of entertainment for me.
for one, cats make excellent napping partners.
all my cats sleep with me at some point during the week. milo usually sleeps with me at night, although notorious is the only one that will let me snuggle him. cat seem to spend the better part of their days napping in various locations throughout my house. the perfect animal for me.
in the past few days i have actually relocated my cats from the couch to their cat tree (almost the only time they will get on it) mid-nap and what happens? they just continue to sleep in place. that's dedication.
secondly, i love that cats have a handful of incredibly predictable behaviors. (one)—they must personally investigate all boxes and baskets by sitting in them. (two)—their love of sitting on paper.
of the three cats i have, milo tops them all with his particular neurosis—which include: chewing on electrical cords, drinking water from the bathtub, licking my feet after a bath and scratching the door frames throughout my house.
aesop has a more manageable list albeit more annoying, drooling and kneading. he also has an affinity for the television and laser pointers. as for notorious...i am not entirely sure of his tics. thus far, its just being loud.
however, the addition of notorious has created a social structure that takes its turns being amusing and annoying to me. notorious has a difficult time leaving aesop alone, which in turn often causes an uproar. in recent weeks, milo has gotten a bug up his ass and often chases notorious around. more often than not, it drives me nuts. but it is amusing to watch cats get worked up.
over the last couple weeks i have found myself laughing at the cats so much, i am glad that if i am going to be a crazy cat lady, that they really do enrich my life somewhat.
for one, cats make excellent napping partners.
all my cats sleep with me at some point during the week. milo usually sleeps with me at night, although notorious is the only one that will let me snuggle him. cat seem to spend the better part of their days napping in various locations throughout my house. the perfect animal for me.
in the past few days i have actually relocated my cats from the couch to their cat tree (almost the only time they will get on it) mid-nap and what happens? they just continue to sleep in place. that's dedication.
secondly, i love that cats have a handful of incredibly predictable behaviors. (one)—they must personally investigate all boxes and baskets by sitting in them. (two)—their love of sitting on paper.
of the three cats i have, milo tops them all with his particular neurosis—which include: chewing on electrical cords, drinking water from the bathtub, licking my feet after a bath and scratching the door frames throughout my house.
aesop has a more manageable list albeit more annoying, drooling and kneading. he also has an affinity for the television and laser pointers. as for notorious...i am not entirely sure of his tics. thus far, its just being loud.
however, the addition of notorious has created a social structure that takes its turns being amusing and annoying to me. notorious has a difficult time leaving aesop alone, which in turn often causes an uproar. in recent weeks, milo has gotten a bug up his ass and often chases notorious around. more often than not, it drives me nuts. but it is amusing to watch cats get worked up.
over the last couple weeks i have found myself laughing at the cats so much, i am glad that if i am going to be a crazy cat lady, that they really do enrich my life somewhat.
5.13.2008
the truth about chickens
the one chicken death i mentioned a few weeks ago was actually only the tip of the iceburg. later that day i lost another five or six to the cat.
the cat is, needless to say, out of my life now.
it was a complete fiasco but i didn't shed any tears.
i would never intentionally put one of the chickens or chicks in harms way, but over the course of the last year or so i've found that if harm does come to them i am incredibly objective about it.
last night i realize that it is not for a lack of love for chickens but out of an understanding of fundamental animal nature. i can be angry with the cat, sad for the chickens, but in the end i've known what the score is when it comes to cats and birds—it was a possibility from the get go.
that made me feel a little better.
i haven't been particularly worried about my seeming lack of concern but was a little surprised in light of how much i do care about their well-being. this explanation seems to make sense.
it comes down to, animals are animals. you can't change that.
the cat is, needless to say, out of my life now.
it was a complete fiasco but i didn't shed any tears.
i would never intentionally put one of the chickens or chicks in harms way, but over the course of the last year or so i've found that if harm does come to them i am incredibly objective about it.
last night i realize that it is not for a lack of love for chickens but out of an understanding of fundamental animal nature. i can be angry with the cat, sad for the chickens, but in the end i've known what the score is when it comes to cats and birds—it was a possibility from the get go.
that made me feel a little better.
i haven't been particularly worried about my seeming lack of concern but was a little surprised in light of how much i do care about their well-being. this explanation seems to make sense.
it comes down to, animals are animals. you can't change that.
4.30.2008
a chicken update
sad news. the grey cat killed a white cochin banty.
he could even be decent enough to get rid of one of the five rooster i have on my hands. what a fucker. i am seriously considering taking him to the humane society tomorrow morning. now that he has the tase of chicken blood i don't think i can trust him. well, i already know i can't. its not like he is starving. he's just cruel.
(really he's just acting as is his nature, but i don't appreciate it.)
the poor chick. i had tentatively named her evelyn. she was so soft and so good natured. sometimes i feel like such a terrible chicken mother.
i am taking the roosters and filler chickens (buff roosters i think) to portland so that a friend can unload them on the chicken populace of west oregon. fine by me. out of my hair.
everyone else is doing well and are now all located outside. smallest chicks in a fortified barrel and the larger ones in a puppy pen of my mothers. its working out well (well, it was until this untimely death.) the coop has gone through some minor overhauling and now seems a lot more spacious. once i can lay my hands on some bark chips i am going to try that for bedding instead of straw, since straw is currently out of season it seems.
he could even be decent enough to get rid of one of the five rooster i have on my hands. what a fucker. i am seriously considering taking him to the humane society tomorrow morning. now that he has the tase of chicken blood i don't think i can trust him. well, i already know i can't. its not like he is starving. he's just cruel.
(really he's just acting as is his nature, but i don't appreciate it.)
the poor chick. i had tentatively named her evelyn. she was so soft and so good natured. sometimes i feel like such a terrible chicken mother.
i am taking the roosters and filler chickens (buff roosters i think) to portland so that a friend can unload them on the chicken populace of west oregon. fine by me. out of my hair.
everyone else is doing well and are now all located outside. smallest chicks in a fortified barrel and the larger ones in a puppy pen of my mothers. its working out well (well, it was until this untimely death.) the coop has gone through some minor overhauling and now seems a lot more spacious. once i can lay my hands on some bark chips i am going to try that for bedding instead of straw, since straw is currently out of season it seems.
2.26.2008
crazy animal lady
there is the prettiest cat at the feed store.
he's mostly white with just a few spots of orange tabby.
and i'd adopt it except i don't want to be a crazy cat lady.
if only i had a farm...
if only i had a steady man...
(cuz if you have a man, three cats isn't a big deal)
for the meantime i'll enjoy the cats i have.
they sleep with me at night.
come find me for a cuddle when they need it.
milo likes to sleep in front of the heater,
aesop wakes me up so i can let him outside.
both prefer sleeping on my laundry—black if possible.
i swear cats determine where they sleep based on texture sometimes. can you imagine sleeping on something just because you've never felt that texture before? i mean, what is their obsession with sitting on paper? (cuz trust me, they have it.)
anyways. i think the grey cat might have been the one to run the white chicken off. i saw him getting a little too intense with the buffs yesterday evening as i was planting seeds. not good.
i'm trying to figure out when to place my poultry order.
the availability of the different breeds is all over the place, if i really want a barnvelder i need to wait until april. but there could be a chance that the others don't ship until may anyways. its really complicated, more complicated than i would expect. and all the additional fees for a small batch—i don't really want to repeat them in a second order.
bah. looks like i may need to make a list? oh how i love them.
he's mostly white with just a few spots of orange tabby.
and i'd adopt it except i don't want to be a crazy cat lady.
if only i had a farm...
if only i had a steady man...
(cuz if you have a man, three cats isn't a big deal)
for the meantime i'll enjoy the cats i have.
they sleep with me at night.
come find me for a cuddle when they need it.
milo likes to sleep in front of the heater,
aesop wakes me up so i can let him outside.
both prefer sleeping on my laundry—black if possible.
i swear cats determine where they sleep based on texture sometimes. can you imagine sleeping on something just because you've never felt that texture before? i mean, what is their obsession with sitting on paper? (cuz trust me, they have it.)
anyways. i think the grey cat might have been the one to run the white chicken off. i saw him getting a little too intense with the buffs yesterday evening as i was planting seeds. not good.
i'm trying to figure out when to place my poultry order.
the availability of the different breeds is all over the place, if i really want a barnvelder i need to wait until april. but there could be a chance that the others don't ship until may anyways. its really complicated, more complicated than i would expect. and all the additional fees for a small batch—i don't really want to repeat them in a second order.
bah. looks like i may need to make a list? oh how i love them.
1.21.2008
the working menagerie
so i have it down to a science.
play with the pups before work, at lunch, after work, and before bed.
they're in a room with a door, far away from my bedroom.
the chickens, the chickens remain neglected.
my plan is to hire someone to finish up the fence right. i am sick of dealing with it and am too easily frustrated with it. it just needs to be done and done well.
the cats. the cats are well. try and keep milo on a diet.
its twelve degrees outside. i hope the chickens are okay.
play with the pups before work, at lunch, after work, and before bed.
they're in a room with a door, far away from my bedroom.
the chickens, the chickens remain neglected.
my plan is to hire someone to finish up the fence right. i am sick of dealing with it and am too easily frustrated with it. it just needs to be done and done well.
the cats. the cats are well. try and keep milo on a diet.
its twelve degrees outside. i hope the chickens are okay.
12.15.2007
its winter
the cats are funny. entertaining, to say the least.
they sleep in unsual locals and are a menace around the christmas tree.
milo has been sporadically more active and playful.
aesop has fallen in love with Meerkat Manor, a fave of mine.
frankly, i had a bunch to say, but can't remember it.
the chickens are enjoying the lessened winter state. the tree is down. the fence is down. and they are loving the freedom and the accessibility of grass. thankfully they are staying within the yard.
winter on the farm (no matter how small) is a quiet affair.
they sleep in unsual locals and are a menace around the christmas tree.
milo has been sporadically more active and playful.
aesop has fallen in love with Meerkat Manor, a fave of mine.
frankly, i had a bunch to say, but can't remember it.
the chickens are enjoying the lessened winter state. the tree is down. the fence is down. and they are loving the freedom and the accessibility of grass. thankfully they are staying within the yard.
winter on the farm (no matter how small) is a quiet affair.
12.03.2007
brief interlude in the cold
tonight i made turkey pot pie.
i roasted butternut squash, parsnips and carrots. added peas.
chopped broccoli and celery. added turkey leftovers. and biscuits!
not to mention: onions, garlic, thyme and rosemary. celery salt. pepper.
it was delicious. could have used a touch more seasoning.
but the broccoli and celery were just crisp enough because i didn't cook them before putting them in. and the entire thing had a lovely, faint flavor of turkey. and beautifully colored.
the snow is gone. the wind is here.
that aside, i love that every couple of weeks my cats find a new favorite sleeping spot. the seasonal favorite of milo's is in front of the heating vent, despite his abundant fur and fluff and fat. these days aesop sleeping atop the picnic basket.
i roasted butternut squash, parsnips and carrots. added peas.
chopped broccoli and celery. added turkey leftovers. and biscuits!
not to mention: onions, garlic, thyme and rosemary. celery salt. pepper.
it was delicious. could have used a touch more seasoning.
but the broccoli and celery were just crisp enough because i didn't cook them before putting them in. and the entire thing had a lovely, faint flavor of turkey. and beautifully colored.
the snow is gone. the wind is here.
that aside, i love that every couple of weeks my cats find a new favorite sleeping spot. the seasonal favorite of milo's is in front of the heating vent, despite his abundant fur and fluff and fat. these days aesop sleeping atop the picnic basket.
11.26.2007
i could be a menagerie
i love my cats. i love my chickens. 'nuff said.
i like my house and wish that i could afford insulation, a shed, and new couches. i contemplate dramatic wallpaper and mounting a wide screen tv over the fireplace.
also, i contemplate taking a dog under my wing. we'll see how he is with cats? regardless he would be far better behaved than most.
today i made a quiche. potatoes, delicata, sage, rosemary, sweet peppers, onions and aged sharp cheddar. it was pretty damn delish and it cooked in the shortest time yet. yay baking stone.
still bored. still second jobless.
only now its cold and threatens to snow....
oh if only!
i like my house and wish that i could afford insulation, a shed, and new couches. i contemplate dramatic wallpaper and mounting a wide screen tv over the fireplace.
also, i contemplate taking a dog under my wing. we'll see how he is with cats? regardless he would be far better behaved than most.
today i made a quiche. potatoes, delicata, sage, rosemary, sweet peppers, onions and aged sharp cheddar. it was pretty damn delish and it cooked in the shortest time yet. yay baking stone.
still bored. still second jobless.
only now its cold and threatens to snow....
oh if only!
10.22.2007
animal report
i can't call it the chicken report, it won't just be about chickens today.
but, about the chickens......
today all 8 of them laid!
other fantastic news includes that sophie's feathers are almost fully grown in, that i repaired the coop and run and it is all running smoothly! the chickens sleep inside of their coop now and appear quite content. not to mention, i repositioned the coop giving them more room, and it seems to be all right. they spent the majority of today in their run, only to be let out a couple hours before dark, and everyone came through unscathed! eight eggs at that!
they are under lock and key while i work on the yard.
the cats are well. well, i'm worried about aesop but should hit up the vet soon. he eats 2-3x more than milo and remains skin and bones, which is obviously not a good sign.
despite my feeble attempts to dissuade him, i've theoretically adopted the grey cat. so sue me, i'm a bleeding heart crazy cat lady. i can't have this cat in my yard every day, in my life every day and then let it freeze and starve. while he sure ain't skinny, i notice the growing number of matts, and the growing numbers of hours he spends in my yard not missed. he eats the chicken food for goodness sake, he can't be getting that much love and affection.....
i gave him a basket with a blanket and a hand full of food now and then.
he repaid me with a dead mouse on the patio.
it didn't really freak me out, even one iota. i just saw it for what it was, what he was trying to say to me, and then wondered why he didn't eat it. it wasn't there tonight, so that's good.
but, about the chickens......
today all 8 of them laid!
other fantastic news includes that sophie's feathers are almost fully grown in, that i repaired the coop and run and it is all running smoothly! the chickens sleep inside of their coop now and appear quite content. not to mention, i repositioned the coop giving them more room, and it seems to be all right. they spent the majority of today in their run, only to be let out a couple hours before dark, and everyone came through unscathed! eight eggs at that!
they are under lock and key while i work on the yard.
the cats are well. well, i'm worried about aesop but should hit up the vet soon. he eats 2-3x more than milo and remains skin and bones, which is obviously not a good sign.
despite my feeble attempts to dissuade him, i've theoretically adopted the grey cat. so sue me, i'm a bleeding heart crazy cat lady. i can't have this cat in my yard every day, in my life every day and then let it freeze and starve. while he sure ain't skinny, i notice the growing number of matts, and the growing numbers of hours he spends in my yard not missed. he eats the chicken food for goodness sake, he can't be getting that much love and affection.....
i gave him a basket with a blanket and a hand full of food now and then.
he repaid me with a dead mouse on the patio.
it didn't really freak me out, even one iota. i just saw it for what it was, what he was trying to say to me, and then wondered why he didn't eat it. it wasn't there tonight, so that's good.
10.19.2007
for the love of animals
the grey cat is sleeping in the basket i created for him.
that makes me feel good. although it takes me that much closer to owning him. but really, can a neighborhood cat be owned? i just don't want him to be cold or wet or hungry.
and anyways, he's good company for milo and aesop. and keeps the other nasty cats away. he doesn't have a name yet. first it was henry, then jean-luc. neither fit. perhaps he can't be mine because he has no name. he is so utterly roly poly and cuddly too.
the chicken run roof collapsed under pressure from the rain.
while its a hassle, it is inadvertently bringing me closer to having the chickens sleep inside their coop. i hope this weekend to have enough dry moments to re-roof both the run and the coop, and then shove those birdies into it for the night. if i could get the front door to work better, i'd be set....
the rain is also wreaking havoc on my fence.
i wish it would stop raining for 5 days so i could seal it.
the weather is getting the best of me, and my animals.
that makes me feel good. although it takes me that much closer to owning him. but really, can a neighborhood cat be owned? i just don't want him to be cold or wet or hungry.
and anyways, he's good company for milo and aesop. and keeps the other nasty cats away. he doesn't have a name yet. first it was henry, then jean-luc. neither fit. perhaps he can't be mine because he has no name. he is so utterly roly poly and cuddly too.
the chicken run roof collapsed under pressure from the rain.
while its a hassle, it is inadvertently bringing me closer to having the chickens sleep inside their coop. i hope this weekend to have enough dry moments to re-roof both the run and the coop, and then shove those birdies into it for the night. if i could get the front door to work better, i'd be set....
the rain is also wreaking havoc on my fence.
i wish it would stop raining for 5 days so i could seal it.
the weather is getting the best of me, and my animals.
9.01.2007
status report: heavy lifting? check!
today i tackled the coop upgrade and move.
the only immediate thing left i to attach the nesting boxes.
i'm feeling pretty proud. my coop tasks were ambitious.
i am not sure if i am up for digging post hole tommorrow.
but my other overly ambitious goal is to have a fence erected by monday night. a very long fence to reign in the chucks.
the animals are driving me slightly mad.
the cats are needy, the neighborhood cat obnoxious and pushy, the chickens are stubborn and a little stupid. then i throw a dog into the mix...all hell breaks loose. every once in awhile its just a little too much. especially with the neighbor cat bursting into the house at every chance.
tomorrow i'll attach the nesting boxes.
three chickens are laying now. io, brigitte, and odette (i think). last tuesday through an ingenious brainstorm, i found their egg cache. while in portland i had bought a set of nesting boxes for a dollar. these days i am more than happy to pay someone to do something for me, the glory of doing it myelf isn't nearly so enticing.
(especially when i can pay 1$ for it...)
the bedrooms are painted. also a big list item marked off.
sigh. is it really true? is the end really in sight?
the only immediate thing left i to attach the nesting boxes.
i'm feeling pretty proud. my coop tasks were ambitious.
i am not sure if i am up for digging post hole tommorrow.
but my other overly ambitious goal is to have a fence erected by monday night. a very long fence to reign in the chucks.
the animals are driving me slightly mad.
the cats are needy, the neighborhood cat obnoxious and pushy, the chickens are stubborn and a little stupid. then i throw a dog into the mix...all hell breaks loose. every once in awhile its just a little too much. especially with the neighbor cat bursting into the house at every chance.
tomorrow i'll attach the nesting boxes.
three chickens are laying now. io, brigitte, and odette (i think). last tuesday through an ingenious brainstorm, i found their egg cache. while in portland i had bought a set of nesting boxes for a dollar. these days i am more than happy to pay someone to do something for me, the glory of doing it myelf isn't nearly so enticing.
(especially when i can pay 1$ for it...)
the bedrooms are painted. also a big list item marked off.
sigh. is it really true? is the end really in sight?
8.06.2007
snapshot of a flurry
haphazardly, i appear to have adopted a third cat.
he has big paws, a big head and yellow eyes that are darkly lined. i rather like him, though he is nothing i would have picked out for myself. he is definitely a lover though.
he was around from the start and i've yet to determine if he has a home. he was undeniably one of the cats who harrassed my chickens but like my own he doesn't appear to be malicious. nowdays he, milo and aesop chill in the backyard together and watch the chickens. i've been foolish enough to allow him in the house a couple times and he likes it. he'll play with the toys and lope around a little, but he doesn't want to stay. i haven't named him yet but figure i should just so i can reference him easily.
its comforting to know that when i move i intend to move to a farm and could take him with me. my farming companioin visited last weekend and it was nice to talk about our dreams for it. my garden languished so terribly this year and i feel something of a gap. the lack of fresh cut flowers, salad greens and cucumbers is perceptible.
in the garden's stead the chickens flourish. i now have a total of nine:
iphegenia & io, heloise & beulah, odette & isolde, tselma, maude and [as-yet unnamed]
if i am lucky i get two eggs a day. lately, none. i worry they are laying somewhere in the yard now that can roam freely. i've temporarily fenced the side yards and its done wonders for my sanity. beulah still tries to cause trouble and can't be counted on to roost in the chicken run of her own accord.
maude is looking better, rosier in the comb, since her move to my house. i do think she might have a sunburn on her back where her feathers are still growing in. the rooster has actually appeared to have absconded, the very night that my ad for a free rooster finally made it into the newspaper. wherever he is, i hope he's living happily—tomorrow i might double check the old house though, just in case.
there isn't enough energy or hours in a day to get my coop finished. with such massive projects left and right, the coop has taken a demotion in importance. perhaps while my dad is away and unable to work on the fence. even then, if i can get the house settled i'd love to start tackling the yard, one small bite at a time.
as it is, i'm tired. more work tomorrow......
7.23.2007
the coop coup
tonight i hosted a kuehe. coop, coup.
i staged it around 10, 9:43 to be exactly approximate.
in the dark of night i snatched my chickens up in their sleep and quickly deposited them in their temporary quarters—the dog kennel.
by 10:57 i had two cats shoved into a small animal carrier intended for a jack russell terrier in her puppy years.
the cats are now investigating their new home.
the chickens are cursing their fate, to sit in a dog kennel until noontime tomorrow when i will be able to bring them to their luxurious new coop and run. sans rooster (who is currently inhabiting the garage so as not to wake my neighbors at 4:45am anymore. or me.)
in 26 minutes i will have been awake for 18 hours.
during that time i have cleaned out my bathroom, moved nearly all my major furniture pieces, moved my coop, assembled a chicken run, set the kitchen right (mostly) and gone to far too many yard sales.
tonight is my first night in my house.
the living room isn’t finished, the bedrooms not started and the fence is two-weeks out. but all in all i am feeling content and accomplished and my feet are tired so i must have been busy.
the green in the bedroom is bold but i like it. i no longer want to paint my room grey because i am unable to determine what a good grey is. it will be blue, erie canal perhaps.
my self made chicken run was a flaming disaster and has led to the losing of a chicken: Heloise i believe. i worry about her and hope that she is hidden away somewhere. if she begins laying she could possible have a family of her own soon and it makes me happy to think of rogue chickens roaming the neighborhood. Friday my mother gave me the best surprise ever by gifting me a portable dog run—why hadn’t i thought of it earlier???
the chickens would be in it now if i had gotten the top covered or the door attached tonight before it got so dark. instead—tomorrow.
as it is, i’m exhausted. goodnight.
i staged it around 10, 9:43 to be exactly approximate.
in the dark of night i snatched my chickens up in their sleep and quickly deposited them in their temporary quarters—the dog kennel.
by 10:57 i had two cats shoved into a small animal carrier intended for a jack russell terrier in her puppy years.
the cats are now investigating their new home.
the chickens are cursing their fate, to sit in a dog kennel until noontime tomorrow when i will be able to bring them to their luxurious new coop and run. sans rooster (who is currently inhabiting the garage so as not to wake my neighbors at 4:45am anymore. or me.)
in 26 minutes i will have been awake for 18 hours.
during that time i have cleaned out my bathroom, moved nearly all my major furniture pieces, moved my coop, assembled a chicken run, set the kitchen right (mostly) and gone to far too many yard sales.
tonight is my first night in my house.
the living room isn’t finished, the bedrooms not started and the fence is two-weeks out. but all in all i am feeling content and accomplished and my feet are tired so i must have been busy.
the green in the bedroom is bold but i like it. i no longer want to paint my room grey because i am unable to determine what a good grey is. it will be blue, erie canal perhaps.
my self made chicken run was a flaming disaster and has led to the losing of a chicken: Heloise i believe. i worry about her and hope that she is hidden away somewhere. if she begins laying she could possible have a family of her own soon and it makes me happy to think of rogue chickens roaming the neighborhood. Friday my mother gave me the best surprise ever by gifting me a portable dog run—why hadn’t i thought of it earlier???
the chickens would be in it now if i had gotten the top covered or the door attached tonight before it got so dark. instead—tomorrow.
as it is, i’m exhausted. goodnight.
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