Dutchess of Yorkie

Move over royal couple, make way for the Duchess of Yorkie! She's about 7 weeks old and weighing a mere 2.5lbs. But don't let her littleness fool you, she can keep up with Kosmo and give him a run for his money. Welcome to the family, Sookie!

Enjoying a good book

Who didn't love story time as a child? Well the newest member of the farm was part of story time last night. I walked in to see Maggie enjoying a story being read out loud.

This is the Thanks I get????

Dear Rescued, Foster Dog,

 You're brought in out from the heat, no food or water and giving a nice place to sleep, food to eat and love. Is this the way you thank us?

You eat our couch? And why for the love of dog slobber, won't you stay inside the fenced yard? Why must you continue to show us that - yeah you know how to get out?

Yeah, I'm talking to you. Would you please stop this behavior?
Thank you,
Foster Parents

Kosmo in the House

Getting a new pet doesn't fill the hole in ones heart from the loss of a pet; however getting a new pet helps the healing. The Johnson's have a new member of the family - Kosmo. He's about 8 weeks, full of energy (short bursts at a time) and has woken up the house!






Did you hear that???

Laughter Needed

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGeKSiCQkPw

Mom's Most Beloved Lilli

Heartbreaking news again today from the Johnson's house. Mom had to part with her beloved Lilli. What a horrible thing to go through to lose 2 beloved pets within a few days. Our hearts, and prayers to you.

Beloved Leapold

A dog with his opinion, he was one to always express it. He was my dad's buddy and sidekick and the Johnson's house won't be the same without him.

A few more of Spooky

WE WILL MISS YOU SPOOKY

I'm sad to say this morning the farm lost Spooky. I don't know her actual age (possibly close to 18) since I found her many years ago tied to a fence with 2 choices, train tracks or busy road. I gave her a 3rd choice - life. After bringing her back from extreme conditions, Spooky earned her name by doing spooky things due to her being deaf. With her loud meows and sky blue eyes you couldn't help but love Spooky.

You will be forever in our hearts!

Caption Needed......send me yours today

I have a great picture of two of my boys and I can't think of a great caption for the picture.....send me your thoughts.



Pierre & Simon

Dog Show in town = new toys

Went to the dog show on Friday, so much fun. Bought the kiddos new toys, Sully didn't want his picture taken and Scarlet was shaking her hind end so much her picture is blurry.

Hey when you're excitied, it's hard to be still even for a picture.

Calling Out Tom Cruise..you've been replaced

Have You Ever.....

Have you ever looked out your kitchen window to see a cow loose in your yard???




I know someone who did today!!! haha Thanks for the laugh this morning MR!!

A Girl and her Horse

A girl and her horse.....it's a beautiful thing!

libby & jerry

Long Overdue

Long overdue posting. Much like this long overdue dinner.

Happy Friday

TGIF, hope you're able to get outside, enjoy the sunshine and maybe even get by the pool....or your water bucket.

Hank Jr.

When Animals Attack in Vermont

I just saw a report that caught my interest to read and with a caption like "Squirrel attacking residents of VT. neighborhood" who could pass this up.

It's reported by the Bennington Banner:

"Bennington, Vt. - A Vermont neighborhood is being stalked by a renegade gray squirrel.

Several people in Bennington say they've been attacked by a squirrel over the last few weeks.

Kevin McDonald tells the Bennington Banner he was shoveling snow when the squirrel jumped onto him. He says he threw the animal off, but it twice jumped back onto him. A game warden says there have been other reports, too.

One woman is being treated for exposure to rabies, but Vermont Public Health Veterinarian Robert Johnson says there's never been a case of a squirrel passing rabies to a human.

Johnson says it's possible the squirrel was raised as a pet and lost its fear of humans. He says the squirrel might go ballistic when it encounters people it doesn't recognize."



You know it's bad when the squirrels are attacking people!!!!!!!!!!

Sad Moment on the Farm

I woke up this morning and wasn't greeted at the front door by Chick-Chick my Front Porch Chicken, I knew something was wrong. My dear little chicken was gone, the only trace of her was feathers all over my porch. Chick-Chick will always be remembered at the farm as the chicken, near death, nursed back to health, funny, friendly and my little shadow. She will be missed.

I don't ever wish harm upon an animal; but to the creature that took Chick-Chick, I hope you choked!!!!!!!!!

There Are No Dumb Questions

Is there a such thing as no dumb questions? I've taken this phrase so many ways but never the way I took it over the weekend when I was asked a question. First I must say, I understand what one person is knowledgeable about, doesn't mean another person is.



"Do hens nurse their chicks?"



Yes, this was the question that was asked. I repeat - "Do hens nurse their chicks?"



I quickly realized the person that asked me this was serious, which then I had to quickly wipe the "WTH" look off my face and answer (seriously).

"No"

I sat waiting for the next question, when the person simply said "oh" and didn't ask for an explanation.

Front Porch Chicken

Have I caught your attention yet? I know I'm long overdue for an entry and what an entry to come back on. Front Porch Chicken, I'm not talking about friends bbq(ing) chicken on the pit. I guess I need to start at the begining of this story.

Part 1-

I believe this story takes place back in December (way before the artic blast made it's way to Texas). Typical day, out feeding the critters and watching all the chickens run to the gate to greet me as they see me walking up with the blue feed bucket. I've learned that if I throw a handful of feed over to the side, the mob runs to the feed allowing me enough time to get in the gate. As I stand watching the chickens run from one spot of feed to another; maybe thinking a different spot offers something different to eat, I notice one of the younger pullets getting pushed around. This little gal is barely standing and is trying to get to food but is being pushed around by the older hens and the other pullets. I grab her up and decide to take her away and see if she'll make it a few days alone with her own food or if she's just not going to make it.

For a month plus this chicken is living in a pet taxi on a bed of hay with her own water and food - posh life I'm talking about. I notice that she's eating but she's not gaining any weight (must be nice right?) and see what I think is some type of tumor on her neck. I later found out that she has a digestive problem - new food, add some grit problem solved. The artic blast hits and it's colder than, well you know and we decide to bring her in the house (pet taxi of course not having her run loose). Needless to say this chicken becomes very healthy, very alert to people and just waiting for the right weather to put her back with the others.

Part 2-

February 12, 2011 - the day the sun came out and it was a beautiful day. We let the chickens out of the pen to get out and stretch their legs. This is the perfect time to bring the chicken back with the others and they'll never know. For those who don't know, once you remove a chicken from the group if you just return it to the pen, the others will pick on it not remembering it was part of their group in the begining. With all of the chickens out running the property, they won't notice a "new" chicken coming in.

Towards the evening, I decide to go out feed the critters and try to get the chickens all in the pen together again. I start walking toward the pen carrying the blue feed bucket and they all start running towards me. (Note this is the only time I totally feel like a rock star) Feed in pen - Chickens in pen. Wait! On the other side of the property I see the "new" chicken looking at me as if to say "I don't go in there". I start walking to her, she starts walking me to and then it happens. Our Great Dane comes running like a Throughbred horse and runs right over the chicken. I hear this sound that I never knew chickens could make and see her limping as fast as she can to the corner of the house.

I walk over to her and notice her leg is sprang. Great!!! What does this mean you ask?

It means the chicken is back on my front porch living the posh life again. She is eager to greet us when we come home and at night she roosts in the window looking into the living room.

Lurve.....in the new year

"Love, trew love" - quote from Princess Bride

love comes in many forms and this love story comes in a form of a cat name Simon and my husband, Mike. Simon came to us on Christmas Eve from GIHS (another adoptation).

Mike fell in love with Simon when he went to pick up the rabbits, Luna & Oliver. I feel Simon knew Mike "saved" him and has returned his love to Mike in many different ways. He curls up with Mike on the couch, when it's time for bed, and occasional sneezes in Mike's face. Simon is a plain looking cat, nothing fancy about his markings; white with gray tabby spots here and there.

It was one day (believe it might have been Christmas Day), I looked over and saw Simon with his Mike and noticed two of his markings came together to show his love in a special way.

Simon "hearts" Mike - and that's something you can't make up