Well, I don't know if it died of natural causes or the mother smothered it, but our little biddy is just about as flat as Flat Stanley. I was hoping Bobby would get to see it hop around last night (she's had it hidden every time he's looked), but that wasn't to be the case.
We're giving the other hen another week or two, and then she's coming
off the nest whether she wants to or not. Enough is enough.
And if two crazy Momma-wanna-be-hens aren't enough, I've discovered why
all these little scratches keep appearing on our vehicles:
And last but not least, the turtle population is really getting out of control at the pond. I'm not crazy about the idea of shooting them as people have suggested, but I have no other ideas on how to narrow them, either. Turtle soup anyone?
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and the scary thing is that he's only a medium size turtle! My first guess was a snapping turtle (because his head was so mobile) but looking at the picture it looks like his head is capable of going back inside the shell (which means he's not a snapper). Who knows? |
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2 comments:
why don't you go up and find out if he is a snapping turtle! (ha ha)
We lost one of our chickies in May and were soo sad. It was "sunny," Trey's special one! :( Then yesterday, our new, so-far-perfectly-behaved dogs escaped (while Steve was out of town!) and broke into the chicken tractor and got two of my layers and a four-month wyandotte pullet before I could stop it. Boo hoo! This chicken stuff isn't for the faint of heart, huh?? Well, it teaches good life lessons to all of us, and that's the way it goes. Gives me good opportunities to talk about God's perfect wisdom..... I'm so glad He knows best!!!!
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