The End of the Journey

Millie Ann Saanen
February 2004 - 20 August 2015

Back in Pasture

First of all, my stupid human won't give me computer time.  I told her she should just get me my own and then I wouldn't have such a hard time getting to use it.  She said, "No computers in the barn."  So sorry for not posting.

But look!  We're back out in the pasture.  I'm so happy to just look at my whole herd and enjoy myself out there.  It will be even better when the grass is all green.

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.

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).

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

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.

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?