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
.......................................................................................................
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
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