This week.....

Little Lana is not pregnant. She may have been, but is very much in heat right now. This is not terrible. What IS terrible is that Clark wants nothing to do with her. He will smell her then go try and be amorous with Lois. Lois, who is glowing and looking very much pregnant, wants nothing to do with Clark. And tomorrow on Days of Our Lives..............

What Kids Should Look Like

At the end of the day.........except this was about noon.

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YOU WON'T TAKE ME ALIVE!!!!!!

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I'm outa here!!

Are you KIDDING me?!?!

Clark in.....Lois OUT!

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Solitary Confinement

We worked from 6 am to 2 pm on this new, Clark proof, enclosure. We lead him in. Jon and I hopped on the tail gate ready for a show. All we needed were a couple of beers for real hillbilly entertainment! I tossed some scratch (his favorite morsel) on the oposite side of the fence where the chickens attatcked it with vigor. "Here we go!" I said followed by a devious and satisfying laugh. Clarck approached his new fence. Gave it an unceremonious sniff then went back and laid down. "WHAT?!"

3pm- still in and not trying to escape his solitary confinement.



Stupid pig.

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Clarks Big Adventure

I really haven't wanted to blog for a while. I just didn't know where to begin...or end. So I'll start with the big story and move on to other farm happenings. A few weeks ago, when the blogs stopped, Clark got out. That in and of itself is not uncommon. Clark gets out all the time. Actually, it's more uncommon to find him IN. He has been a pain in the.....well....back because of all the extra fence work we have to do, since he got here. But this time was different. He got out, went down the driveway, across the street, and into the neighbors yard. Apparently he was eating old pecans off the ground. The little girls who live there heard him and told their uncle. Now remember. These girls know and LOVE Clark. They feed him, pet him, and know him They TOLD their uncle it was our pig. Their uncle didn't believe them and thought it was a wild hog. Their uncle shot Clark. He shot Clark twice. Once straight through the nose and once straight through the back, above the front shoulder. He ran all they way home. The girls, very upset, jumped on their 4 wheeler at 10pm and drove across the street, up the driveway and knocked on door hysterically to tell us what happened. We ran out with flash lights to find him. He was breathing heavily with blood coming through his mouth and nose, and from the shoulder wound. There was nothing we could do for him right then. We considered just putting him down, not knowing the extent of his injuries. At the time we didn't' know about the wound to the nose and thought maybe his lungs were compromised. After a long night, we rose with the sun to check him out. He was still alive but had very raspy breathing. However he ate happily and took a mud bath. PERFECT for open wounds. We still considered putting him down because we had not discovered the nose wound. Once we did we put him on antibiotics and b-12. He survived.....and continues to be a pain the .........back. We can't keep him out of the chicken nursery (I haven't blogged about that yet, but I will soon). Needless to say a structure made for baby chickens is not faring well against a 100 lb pig. He has completely destroyed their enclosure. He is scratching himself on the cars too and eating everyone elses food. He's a pest. BUT he hasn't left the property since he got shot. Just fair warning. We are going to erect a new enclosure for Clark this weekend. IF it works....YEAH! If it doesn't......he's going to be breakfast. I'm just sayin'........

So Apparently......

My mobile posts have not been showing up. I had some really cool pictures for you around the farm. I'll try and repost them over the next couple of days.

Deuce

This little guy is quickly becoming a favorite here on the homestead. About a month ago I started hearing a strange sound from the garage. It was Deuce learning how to crow. It was soooo cute. But he was very camera shy. FINALLY I got him yesterday. Now remember he is only two months old. His older brothers are 5 months old and DO NOT crow. That makes Deuce (a.k.a Barry Jr.), a very manly...er...um....roostery bird. He also tries to mate anything with two legs.

So I present Deuce Crowing!

I Knew It!

I had a funny feeling the leghorns had started laying eggs under the house. I blocked them out today. I hope Smith and Wesson have been cleaning up after them.

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TURKEYS!

OK, I'll spill the beans. The little birds we got a few weeks ago are TURKEYS!

In the video you can see one of the males, doing the turkey mating dance and he is only a month or so old. They are the cutest things. WE LOVE THE TURKEYS!!! They are much smarter than the chickens and MUCH quieter than the guineas (who are making the God awful sound on the video). They make a soft cooing noise and we actually heard one gobble the other day when it was frightened. Right now they remind me of miniature ostriches. I can just sit out there for hours and watch them. So can Jon. I would never have imagined just a short year ago (yes today is our year anniversary of living in Davis!) that I would be sitting in front of our baby chicken pen falling in love with turkeys.

But these aren't just any turkeys. Like the American Guinea Hog and Dominique Chickens (of which we have only 2 left), this breed of turkey is an endangered one. They are called Narragansett Turkeys. This breed is most likely descended from the wild turkeys eaten at the first Thanksgiving. They are a cross (like the Guinea Hogs) between wild and domestic at least way back down the line. We will be having some of these turkeys for dinner. One male and all the females will be retained for breeding stock to make more Thanksgiving dinners and help the numbers of endangered American Breeds.

To learn more about endangered breeds please visit http://www.albc-usa.org/ .