Monthly Archives: October 2016

A Few Misconceptions

img_1844Gus here, I just wanted to clear some things up.  First of all Olive should not be aloud to use the computer no telling what she might say!  Second its very hard to be farm boss and we can’t all be perfect.  I know that Mom thinks that she is farm boss but really my Dad is farm boss but since he has to be at his other job I have to do the job here.  We like to let Mom think that she is farm boss but really someone has to keep an eye on her!  It should be understandable for the tired, hard working Border Collie to have a few accidents in the house.  While I have your attention I would like to address a few other things.  I think that everyone gives that darn Llama to much credit, for all I can tell she just gets in my way bringing the sheep to Mom.  Purdy tells me all the time when we are in the sheep pasture how hard her job is.  She says she has sleepless nights watching the stupid sheep and that the sheep just won’t cooperate with her by sleeping in the shelters where she can guard them easier.  The only thing I agree with Purdy is that sheep are stupid and stubborn.  Overall I am just a hard working tired Border Collie trying to keep this farm together and no one gives me enough credit, they don’t even let me sleep on the bed!

Princess Paws

This post comes from the desk of Olive, she wanted you all to know Gus’s true colors!

Well fall has arrived here in New York very cold (did I mention I come from Georgia) and now it is also raining.  Any good southern girl can appreciate a good mud pile and I am no different.  Thursday it started raining and man did I love splashing in the puddles, but by midday Friday those puddles have turned muddy.  This is Saturday now and the mud puddles are amazing and there is an actual lake forming outside the bathroom window for me to roll in!  I am in love with the rain, mud, and puddles … the border collie however is another matter.  In the morning our dad always lets us out to play while he gets ready for work but when it is raining the stupid Border Collie won’t go outside.  He stands so close to the house (so he doesn’t get wet) and refuses to get his paws wet.  This behavior is not only stupid but creates a huge problem for Gus… he won’t go potty.  When we come back inside Gus makes it about an hour and half before he can’t hold it anymore.  Let me just tell you my mom can yell!  When she walks into the kitchen to find a pile of dog poo she is none to happy especially when there is a lake of pee next to it.  Well of course me being the angel I am I only snicker a little while chewing on my bone.  This has ended in Gus spending some quality time in his crate since mom hates cleaning up pee and poo from dogs who are to delicate to get there paws wet.  Now you might be thinking poor Gus but really he brought this upon himself and an added bonus is that I get to spend more quality time with mom!img_4437

Taken to our grave…

These are the fears we had, the emotions never expressed and the things we never shared. It might have been a text that was never sent, for fear of your response. A conversation we never had because we knew what your response would be. That time we were going to ask for help, but was to afraid of what would be said. That time you came over and we wanted to talk but it was all about you. We hold all of these things so close so not to be judged or speeched to. We don’t want to hear about how someone has it worse, or that you know what we are going through. The truth is that you don’t, you may have read about it once, or known someone like us, but you don’t know what we go through. Looking on the bright side isn’t really an option, as we can’t see past the darkness. That sparkling personality may be hidining the pain we hold. One day that mask will break, the darkness will overcome, we might ask for help…will you be there to listen.

In a time when everyone has access to so many outlets of social media, resources on the internet human interaction is still most important.  We all know someone or are someone who struggles with something, whether that is depression, chronic pain, ptsd, or any other thing including struggling with life itself.  Its important to understand that you may not fully understand what they are going through or need from you but sometimes it is someone to just be there for them.  Being understanding and listening to what those you love have to say can go a long way.

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline – 1-800-273-8255

But Why?

While waiting for Purdy to eat her breakfast grain this is an ongoing conversation I have with Purl one of our Lincoln Longwools and my favorite sheep next to Ewestace of course.

Purl:  I see you brought Purdy grain for breakfast again…

Me:  Why yes Purl I did.

Purl:  I see and why do I not get grain?

Me:  Well Purl you don’t need grain to be nice you’re just friendly all the time.  Purdy however will become a feral beast if I don’t bribe her with grain daily.

Purl:  So basically your saying that I should be mean and I will get treats… this seems wrong.

Me:  No, Purl if you were mean that would just mean that I would need to bring the border collie more often to do chores and make you do what I wanted.  Purdy however won’t listen to the dog and she spits.

Purl:  Right new life goal learn to spit!

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This means war…

Every morning I walk down the hill and am greeted by two of the most wonderful horses I could ask for.  Badger usually nickers his hello while Ace screams like an idiot.  Ace gets to wait in his stall in the morning while Badger helps me count scoops to ensure that I correctly count everyones breakfast.  After everyone is all snug eating their breakfast I usually sit in the tack room on the stacked pine shaving bales while the horse finish eating.  This morning I was sitting minding my own business reading my email when I looked down to find an innocent little mouse crawling across my lap and about to climb in my hoodie.  Of course I said a few bad words that I won’t repeat and came flying out of the tack room.  To say that I do not like mice would be an understatement for sure.  I can’t even generally handle removing them from the traps as I truly hate rodents they really creep me out.  The arrival of this small rodent means that my favorite sitting place has been breeched and war will commence shortly on the entire species!  Stay tuned for more…

Naked Sheep!

Over the weekend we got so much accomplished to finish up before winter comes.  It happened that a warm front is passing through so we were thinking about the coming winter on an almost 80 degree day.  Sunday morning we woke up early and got Lola pig into her travel box to take her to the butcher on Monday morning.  We chose to do this early so that not only would my Mom and I have Jeff’s help but if anything went wrong it wouldn’t be 6:30 in the morning and dark on the morning we were supposed to be dropping them off.  Luckily Lola pig with a little encouragement from Jeff got into her box and seemed pretty comfy in her thickly bedded house for the night.
The next thing we did yesterday was to get the three wooly sheep sheared.  A good friend of ours came over to shear the sheep for us which was a huge help.  I was so surprised by how heavy the individual fleeces were!  Originally we had planned to shear the woolies in the pasture and use the electric outlet from the truck, well that didn’t work out.  This progressed to driving the sheep one by one over to the horse barn to use that electric (Luna was not pleased).  We got The Little Buffalo sheared easily then it was Luna’s turn.  For some reason her fleece did not agree with the shears so we had to take an intermission halfway through shearing Luna to go to Tractor Supply to get a new blade.  In the end all three Longwools got sheared (my Purl was an angel of course).  Purdy wasn’t initially certain we returned the same three sheep to her that we had taken but eventually she realized they did in fact belong to her.

My Mom made a wonderful pecan pie yesterday that was amazing!  Later this week we will finish the chicken and rabbit shelter and then we should be pretty well set for winter to come.  Soon it will be time to start thinking about what the planes for next year will be.  I am already starting to think about what seeds I want to order for my garden next year!

It’s the middle of October which means we are finishing the last few items on the winter is coming list.  We have all the pieces to put together the chicken and rabbit shelter for winter and will be doing that hopefully within the next week.  The pig is going to the butcher Monday with two of the lambs.  We will be repurposing the box we brought Miss Purdy home in to bring the pig to the butcher.  The project for this weekend is to get the pig box reinforced and back on the trailer to be ready to load her up Sunday evening.  Another exciting thing this weekend will be shearing the woolies.  Jeff and I have never sheared sheep but luckily a friend of ours is going to come and help us and hopefully teach Jeff how to shear the girls.  I will try to get lots of pictures this weekend. 

Eggs!!

Fall has officially arrived and so have my first eggs from my girls!  I got the first two eggs from them Wednesday and the third from them today.  We have six hens total three production red hens and three buff orpington hens and I am finally getting some eggs.  They are on the smaller side but thats ok for their first eggs.  We are planning to put together their winter enclosure that will also house Pete either this weekend or next week sometime.  I know the girls won’t lay many eggs over the winter and that is fine but I am hoping to get quite a few before then.