Cow

Faith adopted Shelby.  She grooms Shelby.  Hugs her.  Nuzzles her.  All that stuff.  Shelby is about to have a sister or brother.  Cow that is.  She is half sister to a cow.  Weird.  Lets' just stop there.

Did I mention Shelby got a cow?  If you follow www.themilkinparlor.blogspot.com you would know that.  So be sure to visit.

Sophie!

Now I need a cow.

This is Faith.

Faith says hi.

Faith also has a lot of flies.

Shelby loves her cow.

 

I hate the pigs.

 

I love the chickens

 

Willie is molting his tail feathers.

He looks like a colorful egg that crows.

I am going to a birthday party on Saturday.

Something big and sad will happen while I am at the party.

You will hear about it next week.

 

Parker

Dove shoot 2013

I am unhappy to say that we have no pictures.  This is because we forgot to bring a camera. :(  But I can tell you about it.  I shot 9 dove.  Dad shot 13.  When we were packing up our stuff to take to the barn a dove flew overhead.  My dad shot it and killed it.  Then another one flew by.  My dad shot that one too.  I got to pull the heads off of 6 live dove.  The first one was the hardest.  My little brother even did one.  Then my sisters and brother started pulling the heads off of dead dove.  Not as interesting.  We stayed until it was dark out.  One of the best parts were the snacks.  Dinner was good too.  There was BBQ sandwiches, chips, and lots of snacks.  We had cake afterwards.  Then we played in the sunflowers.  When it got dark we had a bonfire.  About 10:00 we went home.

Parker

dove shoot

We have the dove shoot this weekend. I am exited to shoot dove again.  I can use a .20 Gauge shotgun.  I will have pictures and the story up soon. Soon as it happens that is.

Parker

Pictures

I found this picture in a file.

I messed with it a little.

It's still funny.

How about this.

It's kind of just plain weird.

It is called the, buck-toothed-lama-face.

 

And me.

Now you have seen my siblings.

With a little alteration but it was fun.

 

 

Molt

My chickens are molting.  I am now officially getting 5 eggs a day. And Turkey wants to be a mom.  Curious (with a little help from me.) got all of her children killed off.  Be sure to follow the milkin parlor.  My sister is working on posts.  She is also copying my style.  I should patent it.  Except I don't know how to do that.  Hmmm.  What else is there?  I think I am going to put up a new page.  It will be full of my chickens.  Pictures and names.  The ones that are alive currently.

These are the pigs.

The fat annoying  pigs.

The stinky lethargic, lazy, annoying, muddy, hateable, pigs.

Hateable isn't even a word.

Huh.

This is Faith.

Sweet loving Faith.

Sweet loving pregnant Faith.

 

Who would you rather live with?

Me?

I prefer my chickens.

And my cat.

Yep.

The tongue is actually sticking out.

This picture is about a year old.

It is also a great anti-depressant.

If you are ever depressed or feeling worthless.

This picture will give your life meaning.

 

Parker

 

Pigs

I hate pigs.  Me and mom were talking in the car about how if they ate a chicken they would go mad.  Mom said we could kill them if we had to.  She then said she wanted them big.  I said I wanted them dead.  Yep.  I will be glad when they are dead. 
And the pigs figured out how to take the gate off of it's hinges.  That was funny.  My mom first figured it out when they knocked it off.  She put it back on and went into the cow barn.  When she came out, my sister was holding the gate (that she just got back on the hinges).  My mom thought Shelby had taken it off. Nope.  Porker had popped it off and handed it to her.  We finally got it to stay when my dad put some kind of metal zip strips on it.


Don't forget Shelby's blog:

www.themilkinparlor.blogspot.com


Parker

New News, Late news

Well, I am finally posting again.  And I have big news.  Ready?
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www.themilkinparlor.blogspot.com

Shelby has her own blog!
I will Have a direct link from my home page.  That will make it easier to go from mine to hers.  Shelby even has special news for you.  But I can't tell.

We got pigs!  This is old news but we got pigs.  They are over 100 lbs.  And I never want to take care of them again.  But I only have to do them part of the year. So that is good.  And they stink.

We have some chicks.  Spark and Buff chicken raised them.  Some of them are as big as their mom!  And yet they are still clucking.  Curious, my huge buff orpington hatched 4.  She killed one.  Then I stepped in one.  Then she lost the other two in the woods somewhere.

This is a gross story.
Reader discretion is advised.  Seriously.
We had a baby that the mothers wouldn't sit on.  (It was a chicken.)
And I stuck it under a heat lamp.
It couldn't move.
I didn't check on it all day.
I also didn't think that through.
When I checked on it, it's insides were soup and it had a hole in it.
I think he boiled and then popped.
No comment.
I hated myself.



And with that happy note we will stop for the day.

Don't for get the milkin parlor,
Parker