Wednesday, March 26, 2014

The Rest of the New Arrivals

Well, we're finally done with girls having babies.


     Blaze three does
     Sallie a buck and a doe
     Vixen a buck and a doe
     Harley a buck

Maybe I'll finally get some blog time back again.

I doubt it though, dang human.

Saturday, March 22, 2014

The Adventures of Kitchen Chicken: Day 16

I was certain I was going to die today.  I was standing on my roost, hoping those furry little aliens didn't dump it over, when...



THE ALIEN PICKED ME UP!!!!!  SQUAWK!!!!!!

It opened the hatch of the spaceship called The Kitchen and carried me through it into the beautiful sunshine.  Oh, how lovely!  Then, much to my surprise, I was home!




Oh blessed home with my peeps in the safety of my coop.

I certainly don't want any more scary adventures (but I do kind of miss that canned cat food).

Friday, March 21, 2014

Big Announcements

For maaing out loud, I haven't been able to do my job of sharing all the exciting events going on at the farm.  Why not, you may ask.



Every time I try to blog, I get told, "No, Millie.  I don't have time right now."  No, Millie.  I have to pull quads out of Litha."  "No Millie.  I have to feed the bottle babies."  Well, I've snuck in a bit of computer time, so here's the low down.



Cookie:  buck and doe
Maggie:  two bucks and a doe (RIP one buck)
Dolly:  three bucks
Bonnie:  single buck (RIP)
Mary:  2 bucks and a doe
Pistol: 2 bucks and a doe
Bambi: 2 does and a buck
Sugar: a buck and a doe
Victoria: a buck and a doe
Haley: 2 bucks
Litha: 2 bucks and 2 does
Betty Lou: 3 does
Vinnie: 2 does

Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Adventures of Kitchen Chicken: Day 15

There has been an invasion.  The spaceship called The Kitchen has been taken over by a new breed of little furry aliens.



Most of them ignore me, but this one is bouncy.



This one is a monster!  I'm worried.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Playing with her Food

Can you tell you this is?



Maggie was positively acting like a kid.



Really, you'd never guess she was about to become a maa again.



What was she thinking?

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

The Adventures of Kitchen Chicken: Day 14

Well, the Alien figured out I had an egg accident.  I didn't mean to.  I think I really upset that Alien though.



It brought a big box up and said, "Here, lay your egg in there."



I'm on to that!  Even my old crazy Aunt Henny Penny could figure out that trap.



I'm not going anywhere near that big nest box.

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Things are Looking Up

We're getting warmer.  I'm so glad.  The human gave me a hooficure today.  I'm not really happy about that, but I know it's because she loves me.



We are all getting ready for the kids' arrival.  You might have noticed that it says we've had two bucks already (in the tail count on my sidebar).  Sadly, something happened and Maisie's two bucks died before they arrived.



Don't worry.  She's doing okay, but we're all sad.

With kids coming, I'll try to keep you updated, but the human says I won't get much computer time.  (She better not be giving my computer time to that silly chicken!

Friday, March 7, 2014

The Adventures of Kitchen Chicken: Day 13

The Alien was so pleased with my gift of an egg, I thought I'd give it another one.  It wasn't around though when I just had to lay my egg.



I tried to clean it up.




Do you think the Alien will notice and be mad?

Thursday, March 6, 2014

The Adventures of Kitchen Chicken: Day 12

I feel bad for running from the Alien.  After all, it hasn't really done anything to hurt me. And it does give me all that yummy canned cat food.  To make amends, I bestoyed upon the Alien the best gift a hen can give...


an egg.



Tuesday, March 4, 2014

The Adventures of Kitchen Chicken: Day 11

Squawk!





It's after me!  The Alien is after me!



Squawk!



Keep that bony claw away from me!



Squawk!

Sunday, March 2, 2014

We're Still Freezing

It's stupid cold.  Really.



We have a big ox blocking the doorway.



Did I mention it's cold?



We're really getting close to kids arriving.  The Human better do something about this cold.  My Bambi should be in the house instead of that silly chicken.