Well, I guess we’re awake now! Princess has a new hobby. Having a hen indoors is a challenge, but I never expected her to start crowing every morning. At least it’s not all day long like a bona fide rooster. A crowing rooster will raise your rafters. Read the rest of this entry
A couple days ago, the first thing I did was look out the bedroom window to see if there were any ducklings out there. I had seen some the day before, but I was astonished to actually see them again, on the driveway, glowing and backlit from the morning sun! What a great way to start the day!
They live next door, to the south. I can see them from my deck, and from the window right next to my desk. I can hear the peeping, too!
I’ve never actually seen ducklings in that little pond before this year. Maybe that’s because their cat is now gone.
Dobby’s little stream drops into a culvert, goes under my driveway, and into the little pond. There is a hole under the fence where the culvert dumps out. There is a little slope at one side that ducklings can negotiate. They don’t have to jump.
Sometimes they come over to play in my little waterfall and look for bugs in the quagmire next to my driveway.
When I saw them glowing, they were leaving my duckling playground, heading home the long way around the fence. There is pretty good cover that direction, even though they have to go near the street. It’s a dead end with hardly any traffic.
I feed the mom all year long, so she doesn’t mind me following her around. We’re good friends.
I have been tossing out cracked corn for her. The ducklings prefer bugs, but there’s not a whole lot I can do about that.
Their little legs go pretty fast, but they aren’t so good at jumping! They’ll grow big enough to hop that curb by next week.
The neighbors are helping to watch out for them, too.
If that isn’t enough cuteness, there are ducklings on the big pond to my immediate north, too! I was seeing ducklings all the time there, and then I noticed that there were two moms, two broods! I’m tossing cracked corn over the fence that direction, too.
This is the view that my tomcats have. Kitty Hawk and Grover are pretty interested, so I won’t be letting them out at all for a while. I relocated a wild turtle from the street to this pond last summer, but I haven’t seen him this spring.
In the video, you can see three dads to the far left, watching over a mom with babies. The property next door has nearly 10 acres of wetlands, so there could be more than two broods there.
An entire summer of re-seeding and tending the lawn, completely undone by a dozen ducks and geese in one afternoon.
There has been so much drama lately that I haven’t had time to write about it! School has started again, and with it my 4th year volunteering in a 6th grade class. I’m fortunate to have the time to help out there. We’ve had some drama here at the Funny Farm, though. Never a dull moment!
There are three Highbush Cranberry bushes, berrying away behind Dobby in this photo.
I’ve picked most of these blueberries, but I have several bushes producing. Dobby eats the bushes, but not the blueberries. Sigh. And, sadly my tomatoes look just like this, but green. Yep, about this size. Oh well. There are a couple that turned red, but they’re pretty intense. And now a huge branch is on the ground.
I planted a pot of bamboo in the back yard for Dobby and surrounded it with protective fencing so it can establish. Good luck with that.
We’re starting to get some visitors to Dobby’s pool. I have mixed feelings about having a flock of mallards spending the day in Dobby’s pool, but they are shy and don’t usually stay long.
The drakes are getting along nicely these days, and the bully pen is closed for the season.
Why is Dobby so pouffy?
Does everyone know about this trick? There is a rumor out that capybaras poop in water, but in fact, adult capybaras go on hard ground. Dobby gets inspired when I clean his up, and loves to go directly into my dustpan!
You might think I am exaggerating his obsession with poop, but I assure you that I am not.
Speaking of facts, this is the quantity that I clean up every morning, including the more current embellishment. There will be another dustpan this full by the end of the day.
Not to change the subject or anything. This is a typical load from the Feed Store. The back seat is down, too, and there is a pile this big further back. So double what you see here.
I thought this “chicken toy” was optimistic. My hens would be bored with that in a minute. I know some sad little guinea pigs that will like it, though.
Finally, the day was ruined by Facebook bots. They deleted Dobby’s “Prince Dobalob”profile. Again. People are suggesting a page, but he has had a page since the deletion last April. I guess nobody sees the pages. Which is why I keep making profiles.
You want to see that again?