Sitting in the living room at the Sac House, watching No Reservations and Bizarre Foods.. And the cry goes out. "Kaaat!"
Usually, this means there's something someone else is afraid of that needs taking care of.
"There's a chicken in the yard!"
"...a chicken?!"
"There's a CHICKEN in the YARD."
"OH MY GOD IF I CATCH IT CAN I KEEP IT?!"
So.. there's this chicken in the back yard, nearly on the porch. A tiny pullet that looks so cute and SO lost. I ask for bread and hurry out, calling to it.
Apparently, this chick isn't a lost pet, as she fled me the whole time, eventually skipping up to the roof. She's still up there.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Worth The Drive..
I took Dinkle on a short outing around Old Town Sac last night with friends - we had a BLAST.
...and raided The Candy Barrel!
By the time we decided to hit Old Sac, the winds were up and the temperature had dropped, so all the carriages had their tops up. I plan on taking her out again, once the weather is warmer, and take a quick film of her if I can. When our ride behind Angel (one of several horses from Top Hand Ranch) was over, we disembarked and asked the driver if it would be okay for Gabby to come around to the horse's head. Turns out Angel is a pure lady. She looked around towards her driver, then turned her head towards Gabby and bobbed down for pettings. Since I was perched on the edge of a raised boardwalk (whose boards scrape ABOVE my ankle when I'm standing at street level), with one arm wrapped around a column and the other arm wrapped around the waist of a toddler being stretched out towards a Beast of Moderate Size and Immense Trampling Power, I had no hands to get a shot of her Very First Touch, but it's a moment seared into my brain for eternity.
Let's put it this way.. Earlier this week, she SAW a Real Live Horse for the first time, when one of the carriages clopped past while we were walking from our friend's car. You know how they say your eyes dilate slightly when you feel attraction? I got to watch her pupils WHOOM out huge when the horse tap-danced past her. I had to stop and announce that she had officially experienced that weird "girl|horse" connection that ensnared so many of us into pleading for horse figurines and notebooks and stuffed animals.
Below are a couple pictures that are not mine. Check out the boardwalk.
We rode a horse-drawn carriage down a river rock cobbled road...
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| Bumpty bumpty bumpty |
Thanked our VERY gentle Bay engine, Angel...
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| Don't let the ears fool you - she loves her job! Driver was talking to her. |
Ate Fanny Ann's World Famous wings...
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| That's right.. FULL WINGS. Each one counts as a SINGLE wing. 24 per bucket. |
...and raided The Candy Barrel!
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| $21.00 worth of candy later.. |
By the time we decided to hit Old Sac, the winds were up and the temperature had dropped, so all the carriages had their tops up. I plan on taking her out again, once the weather is warmer, and take a quick film of her if I can. When our ride behind Angel (one of several horses from Top Hand Ranch) was over, we disembarked and asked the driver if it would be okay for Gabby to come around to the horse's head. Turns out Angel is a pure lady. She looked around towards her driver, then turned her head towards Gabby and bobbed down for pettings. Since I was perched on the edge of a raised boardwalk (whose boards scrape ABOVE my ankle when I'm standing at street level), with one arm wrapped around a column and the other arm wrapped around the waist of a toddler being stretched out towards a Beast of Moderate Size and Immense Trampling Power, I had no hands to get a shot of her Very First Touch, but it's a moment seared into my brain for eternity.
Let's put it this way.. Earlier this week, she SAW a Real Live Horse for the first time, when one of the carriages clopped past while we were walking from our friend's car. You know how they say your eyes dilate slightly when you feel attraction? I got to watch her pupils WHOOM out huge when the horse tap-danced past her. I had to stop and announce that she had officially experienced that weird "girl|horse" connection that ensnared so many of us into pleading for horse figurines and notebooks and stuffed animals.
Below are a couple pictures that are not mine. Check out the boardwalk.
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| Photo copyright: Top Hand Ranch |
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| FreeFoto.com image used under Creative Commons Usage |
Friday, April 8, 2011
SNAZZY CHICKEN COOP! :)
I have found more wonderful (and helpful) information here in ONE stop than most places I've looked.
My Snazzy Chicken Coop is awesome. Want a sneak peek?
Find out WHY chicken-raising is good for you!
Watch one couple's Super-Swank Hen House go up, from start to finish! (complete with Lessons Learned)
Interviews!
Philosophy!
Seriously.. Go check it out. Read some articles. Post some comments. If you're on FaceBook, link up with the FaceBook page. You'll get notification of new information (today's article: how apple cider vinegar can help your chickens stay healthy) and maybe even find yourself looking forward to seeing a chicken pop up on your feed, peeping about ways to treat egg binding.
My Snazzy Chicken Coop is awesome. Want a sneak peek?
Find out WHY chicken-raising is good for you!
Watch one couple's Super-Swank Hen House go up, from start to finish! (complete with Lessons Learned)
Interviews!
Philosophy!
Seriously.. Go check it out. Read some articles. Post some comments. If you're on FaceBook, link up with the FaceBook page. You'll get notification of new information (today's article: how apple cider vinegar can help your chickens stay healthy) and maybe even find yourself looking forward to seeing a chicken pop up on your feed, peeping about ways to treat egg binding.
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