Journal Entry / Thoughts For Today 05/03/2018

Just When You Think You’ve Got It.

I was going to write about how awesome it was this morning to lay in bed and listen to the rain dance off the metal roof and how awesome it was to know I had no one pressuring me to go anywhere. But, I’m not going to write about that. I’m going to write about our cat, Chance.

We have discovered this discount store outside of one of the small towns we live in between. It carries pet foods and some other miscellaneous items. They offer some huge discounts on some really big name products that I couldn’t even consider buying so I just pass them by when shopping for my usual pet foods. Which brings me to the subject of this blog for the day.

Yep, that’s her. Our princess. We feed her well, although she is a woodland cat and at the top of her food chain, so to speak, so she can feed herself, but she still comes in to eat as she so desires. So we buy her what she likes and that would be some of those little cans of fancy stuff from the grocery store or pet food store. But only certain ones will do because some of them just aren’t right. We have wasted tens of dollars trying to figure out which ones are right.

So, at the discount pet food store they carry glam food (way upper end) cat food at way discounted prices. Like below grocery store prices. Grain free, limited ingredient, all good stuff, don’t know why they couldn’t sell them, so I’m going to buy some for my princess, I’m sure they are right they were really expensive on the pet food store shelf.

I’m thinking she’s going to love it. I buy one of each flavor, but only the pate’ because that is her favorite. At 29 cents a can I couldn’t go wrong, right? I bought 20. What a deal! Well, except for the fact that she snubbed her nose at all of it. Every different flavor we bought. Spoiled….brat, princess. So much for saving money on the canned food.

Well, we did save big on the dry cat food which she did like, the dogs food and some chicken feed. So, we scored big and felt like lotto winners when we walked out of there. However, despite the fact that we did lose money on the princesses canned food, it won’t be a total loss. I’ll donate it to the kitties at the animal shelter. They won’t care if it’s glam food or dollar store food. They’ll just know they’ve got at least one more meal coming.

10/27/2017 Journal Entry / Thoughts For Today

I’M FARMIN’ NOW

This spring I purchased chicks with hopes to start an organic flock. I’ve read a couple of books and most of my neighbors have chickens so information is abundant. I felt confident I could fumble through the learning curve, and I have done pretty good so far. I lost one chick right away, saved two chicks from death, one of them from the grips of our woodland cat, that’s a story for another day, and then figured out that the majority of our soon to be egg bearing hens were roosters. That part was a bummer! I’ve got to remedy that very soon, but that takes me to today.

I woke up stiff and sore. It’s cold and rainy here in northern Michigan and I tried really hard to put on my positive attitude. I stretched, got dressed, then got my chicken feed concoction ready along with the bunny greens. I let the cat and dog out and can hear the roosters crowing in the chicken coop waiting for their breakfast. The roosters are impatient and demanding (go figure) and ready to get the day started.

I walk past the bunnies on the way to the garden and chicken yard so they always get fed first, then out to the chicken yard. I stepped inside the gate and opened the coop door as usual. They are so loud, each one trying to be the first one out the door.

After throwing out the scratch and doing my morning visual inspection of each of them, I always peek in the coop making sure the chicks have enough water and grain and of course I peruse the laying boxes for eggs. I knew it wouldn’t be until around the first of November before I could expect my four confirmed hens to begin laying (only four, wow, still hard to wrap my head around that one!) anyway, today as I peruse my boxes I spy one..brown…egg. AH!!!!! I’m on the fast track now baby! Got positive energy flowing!! Nothing like working six months for one small brown egg to make it all worth while. WOW! What a great day!!

All In A Days Work

This weekend at the Rollin’ Rock we had guests and so there really isn’t much time for  me to do anything besides hostessing and caregiving, not complaining, just explaining. I’m not feeling great and there are a few things I’d like to get done since there still is no snow. On our last day, I manage to get some time to repair the row covers for the blueberry bushes. Apparently the wind had whipped them around vigorously and twisted the light weight row covers into useless hours of already completed labor. So, I needed a better plan. We do have a more permanent solution on the drawing board along with the other projects waiting for completion, this just couldn’t wait.

I’m standing out in the garden area we call the east20 and the sun is peeking out just a bit. Not bad for a cold rainy weekend in November. I’m trying to decide how I’m going to make these row covers work to my advantage on a temporary basis. So I gather my tools and cut yards of twine and proceed to cut some small saplings just outside the brush line around the garden area and up runs our woodland cat, Chance. We make conversation and she wants to be loved, so I take time to pet her. She follows me around and plays with the twine I toss to the ground as I’m working on the row cover. I cut six saplings to about 18 inches, pound them into the ground along each side of the row and then stretch the landscape fabric over the top and tie it down. I always have to do and redo because as I’m working I always come up with a better idea, so I’m constantly tweaking as I go, sometimes starting over multiple times. By now, the wind is starting to pick up and the sun is just starting to set. The row covers are blowing in the wind, my hands are freezing, nose is running and I’m a little frustrated, but I’ve got to get this done. Okay, first row redone. I step back to admire my work and Chance takes a flying leap and jumps right on top of the row cover crashing everything to the ground tearing the  landscape fabric at each corner. She is having the greatest time. She thought I had created the best cat carnival she could could ever imagine. As I tried to get her off the kitty hammock ride, she grabbed ahold of my arm and bit my hand and made it known that she would leave when she was ready, and she was not! I was not amused, but she is a cat and she could care less how I felt. After removing her from the row cover, forceably, she decided to move on, for a while anyway. She disappeared into the brushy boundary of the garden to play with something else. First row repaired, again, second row done, third row almost there, and here she comes again. I’m watching her close to make sure no repeats. Alright, third row done. Oh sh..there she is right in the middle of row one…..again! I’m going to…….cuss and swear and fix the damn thing again and call it a day. Vigor has left the body.