We had a door put into the back wall of our garage. it has a doggy flap in it, so the dogs can get into the fenced-in yard from the garage without anyone having to let them out through the porch door. It’s interesting to see the ability of the dogs to adjust to this…
Category: aminals.
puppeh update.
As you can see, young Lady Ygraine isn’t slowed down much by her pneumonia treatment.
summer’s end.
We’ve had a rainy, buggy summer here in Upper Cryogenica, and I am greatly looking forward to the fall, which is my favorite season. How buggy has it been up here, you ask? Buggy enough to support the breeding of this truly monstrous orb weaver, who is in residence next to the Castle’s main portcullis…
and they wear tiny sunglasses and earpieces.
Lawn maintenance and landscaping: not my favorite tasks in the whole world. They do, however, provide a handy excuse for unsheathing a machete. Funny thing about the chickens: as skittish as they are when it comes to unfamiliar sights and noises, they don’t mind the lawnmower at all. They’ll graze right in front of it…
Birdnado.
These birds are riding the thermals over the local McDonald’s parking lot. They do this EVERY MORNING. I’m guessing the kitchen throws out a good deal of heat, because there’s nary a wing flapping in that flock. Posted with Blogsy
chicken recess.
The girls have been confined to the run and their coop since last summer. With the weather finally nice, and the bugs finally out in force again, I decided they should have some recess time outside in the afternoons again. They love their freedom, risky as it is.
pretty puppy.
Young master Henry, looking more like his grandmother Guinevere every day.
chickens in winter.
Help! I’m schtuck! We’ve had the most annoying kind of winter weather in the last few days. We got about three inches of snow Thursday night, but because the temperature hovered right around freezing, it was already too wet in the early morning to clear with the snowblower. (When the snow is too wet, it…
doggy broke. so’s the owner.
Doggie #2 of 4 has a hematoma on his ear flap. Taping down the ear to prevent him from shaking it didn’t work, and the hematoma has increased in size. So I’m about to take him to the vet again, which will make my third vet visit in four days. He will likely need a…
unsavory characters.
Here’s a sampler platter of the local New Hampshire wildlife that has visited the chicken coop in the last few weeks. Cat. Bird. Fox. Skunk. Subaru.