Posts tagged ‘moms’

Coyote Carnage

Just when I’m supposed to be hitting the books, as in taxes, the chickens started literally screaming bloody murder this morning. Sure enough, the coyotes we’ve seen lurking for weeks made a hit. 4 of my sons 8 chickens are confirmed dead and one is missing. Because of where we live, we haven’t been able to get a safe, clear shot.

Free range isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. 35 chickens over 5-6 years would squawk about that… if they could. We started out with a small coop and letting our chickens free range. Then we went to a large coop and letting them free range during the day.  After losing chickens steadily, we remodeled and moved the small coop into a fenced yard.  We are in the process of taking down a large hoop house that was damaged in the wind to redo. It worked well for awhile, but the ones that flew out of the yard were still getting picked off.

This morning the coyote must have dug under, though I don’t see any obvious spots, or he jumped a 4 1/2 foot fence! Either way, my son lost half his remaining flock and is very down. He got his gun and went hunting but they were long gone.

Well, tomorrow morning bright and early, we will be ready with bait in the form of the dead chickens and a .308 rifle!

Please do not rant to me about coyotes being harmless or getting a bad rap till you’ve had to comfort your son losing his prize birds and worrying about them attacking your horse or cows. I don’t shoot anything, including snakes, unless they infringe on the boundaries of safety. Well, Wile E., you stepped over the line.

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Why I’m Glad I Don’t Have Wi-Fi at Home

Strange Title for a blog post, I’ll admit. Especially when I just finished a class on building a business website. Still….I really am glad overall. Oh there are days it would be convenient, and I wouldn’t have a stack of stuff two inches thick constantly rotating on my desk. But…here’s the reasons I’m glad I dont:

(please note, this isn’t a rant against those of you who do check your accounts daily or do business on the web, just my thoughts)

* I can’t spend (waste) too much time on the computer because I can’t constantly be checking my blog, facebook, and email. Plus, there’s less chance of posting something I’ll regret or feeling like I must post something, anything!

*Not wondering if someone thought of me in the last three hours.

Did you know checking electronic accounts too much actually raises and then crashes the dopamine and endorphines in your head? Guess its cause we all get a happy fuzzy when someone says hi but if we check  and nobody has notices us today, well the blues start.

*Don’t need to buy filters for the computer.

I know some of you don’t use filters but I have two prepubescent boys at home who are on the verge of manhood and I don’t want to go there with the web, thanks. If we don’t got the web, they can’t stumble on sexually explicit material. Plus, when they are on the computer we can work together and have sane conversations beforehand about what’s appropriate and what’s not and at an appropriate age.

*If I feel the need to say something and it takes me three days to get it on the blog, I might change my mind completely, find more information, or just be better written.

So there it is and yes you can call me stuck in a previous century. I manage to keep up and I’d rather be outside chasing cows and enjoying the sunshine anyway.

Happy Unplugging!

June – the bottle baby

This is our cowlender girl for june.

dogie calf

June the bottle baby

We found her at the waterlot the other day obviously very hungry and weak. She went from cow to cow sucking and trying to get milk. No one claimed her. It is always an agonizing decision of wether to make a bottle baby. Did mom park her here and just hadn’t come back? Has mom abandoned her? Is mom one of the first calf heifers that’s clueless? If we don’t take her home will she die? If we do take her home will she die? After letting her wander and calling cows in with no sucess, we loaded her up and took her home.

Two bottles daily for at least 45 days and then feeding her out. Yes, she will get a ration and not just grass. On only grass, bottle babies or dogies, are small and scrubby and never

But mom’s milk is in the back!

thrive without mom around to teach them what and how to eat. So, now we’ll have a diary you can follow as she grows.  She wouldn’t take the bottle without some encouragement, and as you can see, a little faking out until today.

Mothering Instinct

When we left the forest this spring, two of the cows turned up the next morning walking the fence looking back, with very full “bags”. We turned them out and they walked straight up the road and back through the gates we opened. After a purposeful mile and a half, they both walked right back to their calves. Both of the calves were alive and waiting right where mom had parked them early. The one calf jumped up out of the brush, ran to mom, and rubbed herself under mom’s belly and chest before starting to suck for dinner. It was adorable and amazing to watch. How great is our God, that he not only knows the hairs on our heads, has his eye on the sparrow lest it fall, and also gave the humble cow the instict needed to find their babies. If He can do that for a cow, why oh why, do we doubt His love and care for us?