
So just had to post this quote that struck me:
Goats! Glorious Goats!
Nigerian Dwarf goats; I keep wavering between these and Pygmy Goats as far as what to get, but I think it’s going to come down to what we can find and what is within our price range. We don’t want goats for showing, but for pets and milk. I also believe they will be great lessons for the girls while they learn to milk them, care for them, and play with them. They are just the cutest creatures too!
How Could We Have Been So Wrong?
So, we got our chickens from a local elementary school – a kindergarten class to be exact. The kids had hatched the eggs with an incubator and as the chicks grew, their teacher was anxious to be rid of them. Lucky for us because we were looking for chickens at the same time, so were able to obtain 8 babies that were around 7 weeks old at the time. One of them, an obvious roo, was killed by a dog unfortunately. We figured our cochin was a roo too as his comb and wattles came in quickly. The others we chalked up as hens.
Last week, I also started getting suspicious over our toddler’s chick, Brownie. Her tail feathers were getting suspiciously long all of a sudden and she was getting some really vibrant green feathers as well. My suspicions were confirmed yesterday morning, when a very definite cock-a-doodle-doo was heard loud and clear. I peeked outside as they were already out running around, and sure enough, there was Brownie standing tall and welcoming the morning as only a rooster can do. How could we have been so wrong? I must have missed some obvious signs. Our older daughter’s chick is now seeming suspicious to me as well. I’m starting to see a couple curls on the tail feathers. Her name is Tree, however we may have been wrong about her being a her as well…time will tell!Happy 4th of July!
Fish!
So, Jason has been wanting a fish tank ever since our great adventure last year and the extended visit to my sister’s. Her and her husband have a gorgeous tank that holds sentimental value as it was a prominent fixture at the pub he worked at and where all their friends would gather. It is glorious…the size of half a wall and full of fish. Well, Jason got his wish. Our neighbor was moving out of a rental and into a trailor on his property and had no room for this tank. So he asked us to babysit for a year or so. The girls love it! Jason is in heaven…and I find it quite peaceful.



