Potato

Potato is getting big! Her bad dreams have stopped, and she's so much happier. She has stayed very emotional and sensitive, so we have to be careful not to hurt her feelings. If you do, by not giving her enough attention or raising your voice at her, she'll go lay down and cry. It's the saddest thing to see her laying there, whimpering and sighing. When the other dogs are short with her or ignore her, she does the same thing. It takes a lot of hugs and love to cheer her up again. What an emotional little puppy. Those little things above her left ear are stickers, Potato loves running through the weeds and always comes out covered in them. Luckily, they aren't the painful kind of stickers that really poke you, these ones are more like Velcro; they just stick to everything. They also have a tendency to get into the most annoying places and irritate the crap out of you, like in the ankle of your sock. They don't seem to bother Potato much, but they sure annoy me.

The Itty Bitty Toad

Day 4

I found this little guy floating in a water bucket this morning during my rounds. Good thing I came along, he wouldn't have been able to float there for too long. We have a lot of these toads around our house, the chickens can sometimes be seen tearing one to pieces. I found him a nice safe spot to live though, so no worries for him. :)

 My Husband HATES frogs and toads, they really freak him out for some reason. I've never really understood why, he loves every other kind of reptile. Sometimes, when I feel like being mean, I'll catch one and try to make him touch it. He gets so mad, but it's hilarious to see him squirm around like a girl. That sounds a little cruel... But it's damn funny. If they pee on me, as they often do when caught, he will actually gag. Usually, this game ends with both of us doubled over. Him with dry heaves, and me with laughter.  

My manly husband.

His biggest fear.

The Littlest Lizard

Today is day three of my photo-a-day challenge, and I have some cute ones. I found this little guy on a hose when I was out watering the dogs. He's a green anole, the smallest one I've ever seen.

 We did a little photo shoot before I let him go in a more suitable area... My chickens love eating lizards!

I just love this little guy, so cute!

Day Two- The Dog Cave

Like a lot of dogs, my furry brats like to dig. They have ugly holes dug all over the place. About a year ago, I discovered the biggest hole yet, now referred to as the dog cave. The dog cave is a hole about 3ft by 3ft and about a foot deep with a deep cavern located in the back of the cave. The cave was carved out under a pallet that now acts as the roof, allowing in plenty of light and fresh air. I gave up long ago trying to keep it filled in, it just reappears every time. Our dog, Puppy, is the one who did most of the work and it's her favorite place to hang out. She lays in her cave all day, barking through the pallet at anyone who passes by.

Puppy at the entrance to the dog cave.

The cave with the pallet roof removed.

Iorek renovating the back cavern. 

The dog named Puppy.

Photo-a-Day Challenge

So here I am, I'm not sure how long since my last post in which I stated I would be posting to my blog all the time, and then I haven't written since. Things don't always work out as planned. I haven't really had any computer access for a while, so I haven't been able to do a lot of things. I got a brand new laptop though, so now I should be able to write a lot more.

I've decided that to get myself started, I am going to post one photo a day for the entire month of August. After I complete this challenge, I'll back off to posting a few times a week.

I'll start off with a photo I snapped this morning, getting close to noon. My horse, Spirit was being lazy this morning and got up late. She and Goober lounged in the shade all morning long. I don't blame them, the heat has been horrible lately. I can't wait until fall arrives and brings us some relief!

Lazy days of summer.

How to get Rid of Wasps Without Poison

 

Today I discovered the biggest wasp nest I've ever seen, right after I nearly stuck my face into it. Luckily, the wasps were pretty distracted and I had time to snap a photo before I sent them to the insect afterlife.

I Don't like wasps. One time, when I was a kid, my friend pissed off a wasp while we were skateboarding. She lost her balance and swung her arm out, hitting the wasp. He disappeared, but within a minute he had brought back up and they were everywhere. Although I was an innocent party to the assault on the wasp, they went after me. Probably because I was wearing a bright colored shirt, which apparently attracts wasps. Fun fact; Wasps, unlike bees, keep their stinger after using it. This allows them to sting over and over again. By the time I got away from the wasps, I had several spots that were swelling to the size of golf balls. My friend, not realizing how dangerous the situation really was, laughed the whole time and was untouched. 

Wasps aren't really all that bad though, the serve many important functions in the ecosystem. They eat pesky insects and are a food source for lots of other animals. Still, if they are close to the house it is best to remove them. Wasps are very territorial and you, kids, and pets may get stung.  If they are not close enough to bother anything, just let them live.

When removing wasps, wait until it's dark so the wasps are not active. You can spray them with a wasp spray, however these are highly toxic. With my chickens running around everywhere I worry that they would eat a poisoned wasp and get sick. A great alternative is to spray them down with soapy water. Just add dish soap into warm water, load into a squirt gun, and spray away.

For more information on wasps, including their history, this website has some interesting info.

More to come tomorrow, I have a bunch of pictures I need to put up as well as some updates on the farm. See you later ;)

A Chick Named Miracle

Hatching season is here, and our hens suck at it! So far we have had six hens go broody. Out of those six, one has been a successful mother. True, it is their first time raising babies; but their learning curve is really killing me... and the babies, unfortunately. Two hens gave up on their eggs before they were done. Another one hatched out her eggs successfully, but managed to crush half of the babies. We took the surviving chicks from her and are now raising them in a brooder. The other two crushed more eggs than they hatched. One of the crushed eggs I discovered a few days before hatching time. It was broken pretty bad and felt ice cold, but I noticed a tiny movement inside.

The egg after being cleaned up

 I thought there was no way the egg could make it, but I just couldn't manage to throw away an egg with a still-living chick inside. I took it inside, cleaned the shards of shell off, washed it with warm water on a cotton ball, and applied a tiny bit of neosporin to the tears in the membrane to keep it from drying out.

Another view of the damage, the shell was shattered.

Every time I checked on the egg I expected to find it dead, however, for nearly two days the it survived. Finally, I heard a flurry of peeping coming from the incubator and the chick was actually hatching!

Starting to push..

And out!

She was born with a crooked toe, but otherwise perfect :) I named her Miracle, because of her amazing survival. So, this hatching season could be going better, but it is the first for both us and the hens, so a few hiccups were to be expected. At least we have a whole brood of new babies, and the first generation born right here on the farm :)

Miracle and her crooked toe.