3/8/12 – Crooked Acres Thursday

Sights from around Crooked Acres. Toasty the Rooster, giving you the side eye, would like you to know… “I’M THE STUD!” “I’M THE STUD! ::sideeye::” “I AM THE (INSERT BAD WORD HERE ENDING IN “ING”) STUD!” He’s pretty sure you’re impressed. But out in the chicken yard… Feathered leggings rooster considers and retorts… “Word from … Continue reading “3/8/12 – Crooked Acres Thursday”

Sights from around Crooked Acres.

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Toasty the Rooster, giving you the side eye, would like you to know…

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“I’M THE STUD! ::sideeye::”

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He’s pretty sure you’re impressed.

But out in the chicken yard…

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Feathered leggings rooster considers and retorts…

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“Word from the hens is that Toasty is SO not the man. I’ll leave the details to your imagination, but any rooster that has to declare his studliness that often is one who has nothing to brag about.”

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Duckies, headed for the pond.

I keep meaning to tell y’all this – a few weeks ago one of the girl ducks found a way out of the back forty, and Fred had to corner her and pick her up and carry her back into the back forty. While he had hold of her, I got to feel her feet. I always assumed that they’d feel kind of rubbery, but they’re actually really soft and felt kind of neat. If you get a chance to mess with duck feet, I recommend it.

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Duckies in the pond.

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(Not very far out, obviously.)

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Both the girl ducks had mud on their beaks. I wanted to wipe the mud off, but neither of them was having it.

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Tails up!

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Apparently I was getting a little close, and got The Eye from this boy duck.

Later, headed out toward Dirt Mountain, something startled two of the ducks and they quacked and flapped.

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Even achieved brief liftoff.

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Silly ducks.

We have a handful of ducks who escape the back forty every morning and then spend the day cleaning up bird seed under the bird feeders. I’d be more worried about it, except that they stay right around the house, and they’re always more than happy to go back into the back forty when Fred goes out there to feed them in the evening.

When we first had chickens, we only had a dozen of them, and their yard was in a corner of our back yard, and we’d let them out of their yard into the back yard to run around during a good part of the day. So some of the older cats (Spanky, Sugarbutt, Tommy) have actually been around chickens in the past, so they’re not that impressed when they see them through the fence. The younger ones are absolutely fascinated by the chickens and cannot stop staring.

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Corbie would REALLY like to know how to get on the other side of that fence.

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Alice Mo spots the rooster…

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Skulks closer…

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They stare at each other through the fence.

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And then the rooster flaps his wings and struts off.

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I’ve mentioned the Poltergeist tree before. This is it, in the middle of the picture. It’s a pecan tree and it’s the tree that gives us the best, tastiest pecans (though it’s been a few years since we got our last big batch). To the left of the tree is the back yard. If you squint, you can see Kara coming toward the fence to ask me just WHAT I think I’m doing, and Elwood at the far left of the picture, stalking Kara.

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Mr. Bluebird, after an absence of several days, finally came back to visit.

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Cardinal, giving me the eye.

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House Finch in flight.

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Tufted Titmouse in flight.

Next week: pictures of Spring!

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“Hey, you two! Stop fighting. Don’t MAKE me come down there!”

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Kitteh leeps.

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Are they not the sweetest?

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“I sees you. A leettle.”

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Kitten lips and tongue! ::faint::

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Also, toes.

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Smilin’ Joe.

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“Yes, I haz scratches on my nose. Me and Elwood got into it.”

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“I don’t like Elwood. He’s a jerk. Luckily I can outrun him.”

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2011: Things Which Have Recently Vexed Me.
2010: Fred smiled. “Obviously he thought you were a GILF.”
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: Not that I downloaded them illegally, because I would NEVER.
2005: “This is good!” he said. “Old people always know where the good food is!”
2004: That guy, I thought to myself, looks an AWFUL lot like Larry the Cable Guy.
2003: No entry.
2002: Know what made me laugh so hard I cried, and even now when I think about it, I grin and giggle involuntarily? The idea of a cat using the word “manipulate.”
2001: It’s a comfortable pattern for me.
2000: No entry.