We’re trying to find a new home for our cats Lotte (aka Peanuthead) and Booger Tiger (aka Booger Toes), a mother-daughter duo we rescued in Marfa a few years ago. The catch: I’d like to find them a new home together, since being a mother-daughter duo, they’re quite inseparable (see photos below). Lotte is very sweet, . . . → Read More: Lotte and Booger Tiger need a new home
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As just posted to brewstercountyswap: Meshugas and Calamity are two very handsome Australorp/Ameraucana roosters who need new homes (SBGR = single black-and-gold roosters). They clean up horse poop like it’s going out of style, gobble up grasshoppers, and are fiercely protective of their lady friends. We’d keep them, but they’re about five months old and starting to fight with . . . → Read More: SBGR looking for hens to guard and party with They’re here! Sweet potatoes are now my favorite vegetable to grow here. We bought ourselves a dozen beauregard slips from George’s Plant Farm and planted about nine or ten in a big mound back in May or June. I think I added one bag of compost to the whole rock-infested bed and watered them only once . . . → Read More: The sweet potato harvest About two weeks ago, I began noticing a lot of monarchs fluttering around our yard. One afternoon, just as I was rushing off to a meeting, I happened to raise my arms, and out of the mulberry tree above me exploded a cloud of dozens of monarchs. In a few minutes, they’d settled back into the . . . → Read More: Monarchs Our attempt to control the sexes of the new chicks by calling them “she” has failed. This morning when I went down to let everyone out, I heard what sounded like a tiny dinosaur roaring. Only roosters roar. Now we just have to hope there’s . . . → Read More: So much for that tactic… Last night we integrated Ugg, Bubbs and their babies into the main coop. The babies aren’t so little any more, and we wanted to move them in before their mom’s lost their protective mama hen instincts. So far, . . . → Read More: Big little chicks Snuggie Penguin can lie. I just watched him call all his ladies over to him by using his “Yum! Yum! look at this tasty goody I found!” sound. But all he’d found was a dead twig – certainly not a treat worth talking about. He tossed it around until they gathered around him. Then he started . . . → Read More: False advertising Sadly Sadie, aka Gussie Moran, attacked Frisky Sweets a few days ago. It was a nasty attack, and my hand got mauled by the Sweets when I tried to pull her away. Thankfully the Sweets is okay, and some great neighbors of ours offered to take Sadie for a test drive. It would be a perfect . . . → Read More: Dog update I realized today I haven’t posted anything yet about Penelope and Ranger. I’d meant to write about Penelope after she foundered at the start of July. Thanks to the lovely Dr. Burbach and a very expensive pair of orthotic donkey boots, she’s doing fine and has been back on her feet for several weeks now. Mostly I . . . → Read More: Unwilling subjects Lately I’ve been spotting a lot of praying mantises around the yard. Last night Avram and I found the coolest one yet. At first I thought I was seeing a new rose bud: Then we spotted the trickster: Last week I found this mantis looking rather out of its element on the barn door. I realized it had . . . → Read More: Mantis Time |
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