Sunrise at Prairie House

Another random thought

Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.

The littlest orphan

albert

This little guy came to me before his eyes were open.  He still is drinking from a bottle but he is growing.

Annabelle thinks he might be a toy.

Another random thought

We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.

Orphan Kittens - again

 

These are the kittens Andy brought to me for rescue.  One has been adopted...the long haired Siamese looking one.  The other two are doing very well.

 Andy will be taking Dandylion (the long haired golden one)

Dandylion

 as long hair and the stickers we have here do not go well together.  He will add her to his family and she will be a strictly indoor cat.

                    

Annabelle

   Annabelle will be staying here.  She is vision impaired in one eye but it doesn't seem to slow her down any.  Both of them purr loudly.

Random Thoughts

 "The reason that some people get lost in thought is that it is unfamiliar territory."
Author Unknown but very wise

Itchy feet

I was again told the other day that I haven’t updated the Chronicles in a very long time.  It has been a busy summer here at Prairie House and fall is bringing about many major changes.

Rick is still infected by the “OMG, I’ve been in one place for 7 years I must move NOW syndrome” and is once again uprooting his wife and taking her away from the new friends she has made, the beautiful gardens she has created and the life she has been happy living to move her to Greeley.  This is nothing new for him, nor was it unexpected.  (censored)  Evelyne thought once they moved here her nomad days were finally over and she could at last settle in one place, keep her new friends and watch her gardens continue to develop their beauty.  His comment to a friend was, “I need to do something different and she is my wife so she will go with me.” In many respects Christians are like (censored...for the full text, e-mail me I'll forward it to you) the Goddess doesn’t require a group to bestow her wisdom and gifts.

As for Prairie House, things won’t change much.  The gardens will be smaller, the grounds a bit less tidy.  The chickens will remain cage free and the goats will have a smaller area to graze and less time to do so as I will need to be with them when they are out.  Since Pegleg came back home and we did not find a way to have him castrated in a timely fashion, our herd will most likely double in late January. I want to get a Great Pyrenees or an Anatolian Shepherd if I can find one I can afford so I can have some help with the goats.

The turkeys…our Royal Palms (7 in all) as well as the multitude of wild ones who consider Prairie House part of their home territory now are basically self sufficient.  Wanda laid lots of eggs and has one juvenile with her who has survived.  The youngster is a hen, so perhaps we will have a better hatching/survival rate next year.

The baby chicks we got in the spring are giving us eggs now.  Some of them are Ameracunas so we are getting more pretty blue and green eggs.  The eggs we put for sale on the food coop are always sold out by the end of the day when orders first open so it is good to have the extra production, especially since the days are getting shorter and colder and egg laying will gradually taper off to nearly nothing before spring finally arrives again when they will once more give us a full complement to sell to pay for their feed.

We only have one lonely guinea left.  He is the one who had the broken leg and was smart enough to stay in the chicken house until it healed.  He was the oldest one around…which proves sometimes with age does come wisdom or else with wisdom comes age.

The cats are all doing their jobs controlling rodents, snakes and grasshoppers.  We have only Pete, Slippers, Betsy, Golden Boy, Chester, Jot and Karl Kat still with us.  It was a tough year for cats.  I was a little sad all of our girls had been spayed as I missed having baby kittens around.  The boys have all been neutered as well so the only chance of kittens is fostering orphans.  As the Goddess would have it, there were some neglected kittens that were sent to me to care for.  One was in critical condition, two in somewhat serious condition and one feral little brat.  We have tamed them and adopted one out already and the critical one didn't make it.  The other two are growing, spunky, energetic fur balls.  After the first four were settled in another one arrived from a different source.  He barely had his eyes open but has survived and is even thriving although I'm not sure he will ever be litter box trained and he makes more noise than any Siamese!

I promise I will update the Chronicles more frequently…at least a couple times a month.

I’m sorry if any of you were disappointed by not being able to read about what was happening here at Prairie House. 

May the Goddesses bless each and every one of you.