Thursday, November 21, 2013

Life On The Ranch


 Life On The Ranch

Over the past several days we've been gathering cattle. As a result our pens are stuffed full of momma cows, and calves.


Our poor milk cows don't know whats going on. First they were penned with a bunch of calves they've never seen before (I'm sure they got nursed by a lot of them), then separated off again with their own calves. Needless to say my milking schedule is messed up big time. We've had no fresh milk in about two days. Meanwhile, the horses are locked in the back lot. They don't quite know what to make off all these bawling calves, and mooing mothers. Speaking of which, have you ever tried to sleep while mother cows and calves are hollering back and forth to each other? I thought not. It's very difficult.


 Back in the house...Rusty is a house dog, or so he imagines. He thinks chasing calves, and getting in near death experiences with mother cows is loads of fun. Therefore, he got to spend the day inside, as well as the night, and the next day. Now, he thinks whenever the door is open he is supposed to run past us inside, because that is where he belongs. ;)


One of my new projects is trying to transfer the many piles of compost into the garden. So during the cold winter months it can be composting down in our raised beds, in readiness for next year's garden harvest.


You can see I have my work cut out for me.


Although, I didn't get too far in my venture as....


this thing refused to budge another inch.


Here is a closer look at my problem..a flat tire. So, until I can find a new wheel barrel, my project is on hold. 


Guess what I go? A new water hose! My old hose had some many leaks in it, every time I tried to water the animals I would get soaked from head to toe.


Not to mention my old hose would just barely reach the edge of the Goose Yard, so I had to keep all my water tubs lined up against the fence. But, no more! My new hose will stretch to the very back of the Goose Yard. Therefore, I got to move all my tubs to different corners of the yard. As you could see in the above picture, I had a huge mud puddle right by the gate. Every time I walked through the gate I got to slush around in icky mud. No fun. But no more.



You see these geese? They are well trained. In order to tuck them in at nighttime I simply have to stand about 10 ft from the door and motion to them with my hands to go right, left, etc and they got right in, just like clock work.





The ducks are well trained, too. When they see me coming to lock them up, they all start waddling single file to the door, waiting to be let in.
 Once, they are tucked in, I catch my cute little Daffy and Taffy.


 Aren't they cute? Of course they are! A big doghouse is reserved just for them to sleep in.


The Peafowl love me..err..I think they do. Maybe they just love my treats. Either way, they are always excited to see me and fly, jump, and so forth when they see me come out of the house.


I tell them Good Night, and tuck them in.




While I finish up my evening chores I get to enjoy a beautiful sunset, check out this lovely sky!



I just love this picture.




I'm pretty proud of this picture, too. 


Next on the list is to bring the bunbuns inside. I already had their cage cleaned out, but needed fresh bedding. So off to the round bales I went, bucket and pitch fork in hand. While I was forking hay into my bucket, the momma cows (who had been turned out into the wheat field next to the barn) came up to the fence to watch me. They were staring daggers at me. I told them I promise I didn't take their babies, and they should stop glaring at me like that. They just shook their horns and stared back more viciously, so I told them BYE!


The bunnies love to come inside. Because, guess what? They get lots of goodies when they are indoors. Such as carrots (their favorite), and apples (close 2nd).

Here they all are fighting over one carrot bit, yes that's right, one carrot bit.



Have you ever woken up a hamster from his slumber? It's scary! He will try to bite your finger off, or in this case he tried to tear a carrot in half (he thought it was my finger). 

You had better not touch Pip's carrot, you will regret it. I'm just sayin'.


Blessings - 

~ Aspen

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Of Wheat-grass & Bachelor Pads

Of Wheat-grass & Bachelor Pads

While I was weeding the Strawberry bed, I noticed a big bunch of soft wheat-grass growing in amongst the Strawberry leaves. I suppose I spilled some wheat seeds while filling up my fodder trays.


It seemed to be thriving quiet well in it's environment. However, since I don't really want a bunch of grass growing up in the bed, and it was the rabbit's dinner time...


...they got a big bunch of tender grass to nibble on.


They were some happy bunnies!


Make that Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy!


A couple weeks ago I tried to give them a chunk of fresh fodder I grew, and they turned their noses up at it and refused to try it..


..even a mouthful. ;)


I might just start growing some wheat and oat grass for them, maybe in trays filled with dirt, I think they would like that better than the fodder.


"Mom..go away and stop watching us! And STOP clicking that dumb camera of yours! It's very annoying...we never get to have any peace and quiet! Honestly."


I found out something interesting after I stopped taking pictures. When they'd eaten quite a bit of the grass, they started running back and forth in their hutch, jumping inside their cardboard playhouse, jumping over each other, and just frolicking around in general. I noticed Alan (beside Alora on the left), chasing all three of the other bunnies around and around. Then he mounted Dutchess...I think I know what gender he is now. ;) Hopefully he hasn't done any "damage" yet, but I guess we'll find out in about a month. In the mean time he is going to stay in a bachelor pad. Sorry Alan.


Chip: Mom, for real, stop taking pictures already and go get us some carrots!


Did I hear someone say CARROTS!!??


Alora sat perfectly contented munching her grass pile the whole time I was feeding and snapping pictures. I think the wheat-grass was a hit.


What about you? Do you grow fresh veggies and assorted grasses for your rabbits? If so what? I'm always looking for ideas to add fresh food to their diet.

Blessings - 

~ Aspen

Monday, November 18, 2013

Pip And The Pumpkin


Pip And The Pumpkin


Once upon a time, there was a hamster named Pip. He was a very curious and mischievous 'lil hamster and always got into all kinds of trouble.


One day, while Pip was nibbling on some seeds in the garden, he spotted a big, round, orange pumpkin with strange holes cut out of it.


Being the adventurous rascal he is, he naturally climbed inside the pumpkin to investigate this mystery.


When he had thoroughly checked out the interior and deemed it safe, he found he was very hungry after his exploit and began to munch on the delicious fresh pumpkin *insert smacking noises, etc* He ate, and ate, and ate until his tummy was very full, then he decided he'd better start on his way home. He started to squeeze through the holes, but found he was in a very serious predicament...


...he was stuck!! He struggled, and wiggled, until his eyes started to pop out, but he could not get out.


Poor Pip was beside himself with what to do! He tried to climb up the sides of the pumpkin...


...only to topple off and land on his back each time.


Just at the moment Pip was about to give up all hope of escaping, the gardener, who was always very friendly towards animals (even if they so happened to be nibbling his prized vegetables...) came by and chanced to see Pip stuck inside the pumpkin.


He helped Pip out and sat him gently on the ground.

Pip was FREE!!!! O Happy day!


Pip promised himself he would never, ever, in a million years go near another pumpkin. He marched straight home, and didn't emerge from it for a good long while. He had learned his lesson, and wouldn't soon forget it. He had had enough of pumpkins for one day.
THE END


Peter Rabbit... um .. what are you doing here?


You're in the wrong story, boy!


Blessings - 

~ Aspen