Sights from around Crooked Acres.
Fred always says “The possums we see have such shiny fur!” That’s ’cause they’re eating cat food instead of road kill! (Right after I took this picture, Fred slowwwwwly opened the door and rolled a COOKIE out to that possum. Who eventually spotted him and ran off.)
I was sitting at my desk last week, and heard a loud bang on the door. When I went to investigate, there were two sparrows lying on their backs, looking like they were pretty badly hurt. I yelled for Fred (of course), who went out to check on them. One of them flew off when he went out there, and he held the other one for several minutes. It sat there in his hand, and then flew off. Then flew back and sat on the porch for a couple more minutes before he flew off for real.
Female Cardinal on the seed block.
Male Cardinal on the feeder.
We’ve got several Chickadees this year. They’re so tiny and adorable – but it’s hard to get a good picture, because they’re always flitting around.
One of the roosters, stomping over to check on what I think I’m doing.
This is one of our Light Brahma hens.
This is Meredith Grey, who looks kind of like a Wyandotte to me (though she’s actually a “mutt.”)
And this is my current favorite hen, who looks like a Brahma from the neck up, and Meredith Grey from the neck down. Isn’t she purty?
“We ain’t comin’ out there! You crazy, lady? It’s COLD!”
Speckled rooster.
The Rock Star needs another trimming of her head feathers, I think. I tossed her some scratch yesterday morning, and she didn’t seem to see it.
Tried to convince that rooster to drop one or two of those long tail feathers so I could bring it in for Tricki, but he wasn’t having it.
The ducks saw me coming to the pond and came right over to see if I had any food for them.
When they found that I had nothing for them, off they went.
Giving me the “Seriously? No food?” side eye.
Girl duck flapped her wings at me, and then joined the other ducks.
We put this water dish up on a block so that the ducks wouldn’t swim around in it and befoul it, and the chickens get up there and perch on the side to drink. Which wrecks my nerves, because I swear one of them is going to fall in and won’t be able to get out. (Hasn’t happened yet, but that doesn’t mean it won’t!)
I don’t know how the Angry Muppet keeps her feathers white and bright when it’s so muddy out there.
Cruella has no time for your nonsense.
Don’t you just want to pick her up and snuggle her? She’d peck your eyes out, though!
Thirsty chickens.
That Cardinal peeking around at the Sparrow is cracking me UP.
I don’t know how on earth I took all those chicken pictures and didn’t get a single picture of George and Gracie. I’ll be sure to get ’em next time!
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After announcing that I was taking Tricki to Petsmart yesterday, I got to talking to Fred, and decided to wait. If she went off to Petsmart and John Smith stayed here, he would likely get lonely, and we’re finding out (since we started letting them have the run of the upstairs) that John Smith can be pretty vocal when he feels like it. With Tricki to keep him company at night in the foster room, he hasn’t been howling, but if he were in there by himself, I can pretty much guarantee that he would be a very unhappy – and very loud – boy. So I was going to tell you that they’d both be with us a little longer, but they’ll actually be going to Petsmart on Thursday, because last night THIS happened:
They were adopted separately. This leaves Livia and Tony from the Sopranos, which seriously – what is going ON? Their forever family needs to step it UP!
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John Smith gives me his “skeptical” pose.
His “wide-eyed innocent” pose.
His “pondering” pose.
Tricki’s got a feather.
She LOVES that feather.
Loves! It!
Sweet girl.
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Grandma Poo, keepin’ an eye on the younguns. “You kids! Over there! Y’all behave now, you hear?”
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Previously
2013: Baby Beans, in the midst of Deep Thoughts.
2012: No entry.
2011: Starsky and Hutch (Percy and Jack) update!
2010: It was a nice surprise to unexpectedly see their little faces again!
2009: Hello, gorgeous.
2008: Did I mention that Skittles is a pretty girl?
2007: Moonman has earned himself the nickname “Joe Bob” for no reason other than it’s a good nickname for him (also, I occasionally call him “Joseph Robert”).
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.