Chicken Hutch And Awesome Chicken Coops!
Window shopping in your own home is great fun, and next to seed catalogs, my favorite catalogs are for farm supplies. Some of the catalogs we get are for people with seriously big farms, but there are still some neat things in there that people with a small farm like ours can use.
One of the catalogs we got recently is from FarmTek, which has all kinds of neat stuff. Of course, being on a chicken coop kick lately, I decided to see what they had available.
Guinea Fowls & Red Squirrels on the Farm
The sun is shining today, and it’s actually warming up. I’m looking forward to spring!
Of course, we’ve still got a ways to go. It’s been cold, and we seem to alternate between rain showers and snow flurries. When it rains for long periods of time, most of the critters take shelter. However, the guinea fowls don’t always do that, and then they look kind of pitiful out there.
Cool Chicken Coops For Fowl Fun!
It’s raining here, and downright dreary looking. Doing chores in the rain isn’t all bad though. I can act like a little kid and splash around in the puddles while carrying hay to the critters so they don’t have to go out in the rain. I figure they can’t put on a rain coat, but I can! The sheep don’t mind going out in the rain, but then their wooly coats keep them pretty dry. The goat and llama are wusses, however, and don’t come out in the rain if they can help it.
Our House is a Parrot Playground
Granted, not every small farm has a parrot on the premises. In fact, most of them probably don’t. But part of our rural life includes a parrot in the house.
If you’re not familiar with them, parrots are intelligent creatures. Some breeds are smarter than others, and some can talk more than others. And like every other set of creatures in this world, the intelligence and abilities varies within the breed as well.
In Memorial of Neffie
We buried a much loved member of our farm family yesterday.
Neffie, formally named Queen Nephele, was our livestock guardian dog here for 12 years. She came as a half-grown dog, being about 6 months old.
Part of her breed characteristics as a Maremma included an independence and certain “stand-offishness”. She took that to the extreme, and wanted no part of being petted or handled by humans. The only person she tolerated touching her was me.