Let’s talk about puppies! I got some pictures yesterday of the Maremma Sheepdog puppies. Man, are they growing FAST!!!
Of course, the reason why is they do a lot of this. . . Chowing down!
We put some turkey eggs in the incubator this spring, not knowing if they were Wild Turkey or Bourbon Red Turkey eggs. I also chunked an egg in there we weren’t totally sure about… it was in the turkey pen, but looked like a chicken egg. I thought a hen was under the feed room laying eggs, that then the egg rolled into the turkey pen.
Turns out I was right. Here’s a picture of the hatch from those eggs, taken on May 25th.
Sometimes it gets pretty fowl around here. And lately, it seems like the fowl have declared war.
Case in point… our Bourbon Red tom turkey has decided he’s one tough turkey. Every time I go into the pen with him and the hen, I have to carry a broom to fend him off while I fill up the feed bowls. Isn’t there some kind of adage about not biting the hand that feeds you? Seems to me that should carry over to a winged assault as well.
But I’m not the only one suffering from a fowl assault. Just take a look at this:
Last Saturday I was just minding my own business, transplanting seedlings and what not, when I got a phone call. It was a local number, and although I didn’t recognize it, I went ahead and answered it.
A young lady said, “This is your neighbor from across the road, and I’ve been out doing a photography session.”
I’m thinking, “Well, that’s nice, but what’s that got to do with me?”