Not Ants

It was not ants Gypsy was digging for, but I don't know what they are. I saw one fly into the hole and this morning Gypsy found one and ate it. Then she caught this one the I got from her before she ate this one. You would think it stung her.

I just love this picture of Gypsy and Molly. I was stopped at the end of the drive way and it looks like Molly is checking for traffic. Gypsy didn't stay very long in this spot, but she doesn't stay in any spot really long. This is also the last photo before she got a hair cut.

Right now I think I like her better with a little more hair on top of her head.

But she is still cute.

Found Something

In the drive-way there are a lot of little ant holes.  

Gypsy found them so she goes around digging bigger holes trying to get them. 

Thank goodness they are not fire ants. I did have a few mounds in my yard, but hopefully the Over and Out will keep them out. I still have fire ants in the pasture, but if I can keep them out of the yard, I'll settle for that.

My pretty clematis!

This is an evening primrose that I planted last year. It only bloomed in the morning last year and was just half as tall. This year it bloom in morning and evening. Pretty, pretty.

And these are my coneflowers coming back from last year. You can also see some baby coneflowers growing. Yea!

And this is Gypsy digging. She has found a good spot to dig. Under the porch steps. I'm good with it. Dig all she wants to there.

Happy Mothers Day

A couple of days ago my son posted this on reposted this on Facebook. Hope all Mothers had a great day!

Neighbors Wildlife

That I hope she keeps on her side of the road. I was visiting my cousin that lives less than a fourth of a mile from me on the other side of the road. About 5:00pm this raccoon was out in her yard.

 On the other side of the tree, she has corn out for the deer. Under the tree she has peanuts, cat food and sun flower seeds.

She said two coons and one cat come to eat the treats. First come, gets the best.

 Early bird gets the worm, or coon gets the peanuts.

Happy Chickens

My brother went to the Canton, Texas flea market last weekend and came back with me a present. Love my sign.

So today my chickens laid twenty-one eggs. I have twenty-four laying hens. One is in a cage for a few days because she is broody. For the last three or four days I have only gotten twelve or thirteen eggs. I believe they had a hiding spot and last night something got all the eggs; so back to the nest.

Molly and Gypsy in their lazy play.

Surprises

This actually happened last month. I kept noticing chickens on my little tray on the front porch. I think the enticement was the flowers (fake) I had laid there. Story goes I was yakking to my sister and I laid them on the tray and failed to move them for weeks. Back to the story, I checked for several days to make sure the chickens weren't laying there. Nope.

The next week I was just getting home one day and saw a chicken jump down. Bingo. Three eggs. I think it was Who Dat the Americana. They are blue, so it does narrow it down. After I got the eggs, I then stored the flowers. No more eggs there.

Today everyone (dogs) got a rawhide treat. Gypsy is the only one still chewing on hers. Molly is laying close, like we are best friends, just in case she drops it. Molly and Gypsy play so well together. I'm so lucky!

Hope everyone has stayed warm the last couple of days. A record low was set yesterday in our area. 39 degrees Saturday morning. Unreal.

Gypsy, The New Family Member

I picked her up Monday afternoon. She is a four month old Snorkie. At least I think that is what she is. When I went after her, I was told it was a Yorkie, but she has the look of a Snorkie and the lady giving her to me is a groomer and thinks she is a Snorkie also. The lady that bought her decided she didn't want her and just gave her to her groomer. The groomer already had thirteen dogs she has rescued and was just looking for a home for her.

She is a sweet little puppy. I was told her birthday was December 19,2012. My brother thinks she is older because of the way she runs and looks. She is fast. I am so proud of Molly and Chili for accepting her so well. Molly plays really well with her and Chili lets her get away with a lot without snapping at her. Chili really surprised me.

We had been running and playing; she is resting on the porch now.

Tuesday I went out to feed my fish; right off the bat, she fell in. It didn't seem to scare her.

Playing tug of war with Chili.

After she eats, she goes to all other dishes and makes sure they didn't leave anything. This is her making another swipe at her dish; clean it up good. There might be a crumb left. I have got to tell you, I forgot how tough this potty training is. My, my, my.

Little Chickies

My little girls are growing up. They are now a month old. Two are on the care, although it is hard to see them.

The little brown Americana looks like one of my big Americanas; squatty. Like short legs or something.

What?

This is my Wisteria. It looks like someone took the loppers and cut off some limbs. A bug or worm is doing this. Anyone know?

Working on the Fish Pond

Yesterday I noticed that very little water was flowing from the smaller pond, so I pulled the pump out and cleaned the filler. I had not cleaned it all winter. This morning it wasn't flowing at all.

Okay, I run to Lowe's and buy me a new pump; get it all changed over and set up, plugged in, nothing. Oh yea! So then I take the tubing and flush it out with the water hose. Bingo. Working fine. My brother ask "Don't you know the tubing is the first thing you check?" "No!"

No problem, I just use the new pump to get my little frog spewer (if that is what you call it) going. As it turns out that pump was okay also. Since I hadn't used it during the winter, any algae, or whatever it was blocking it, had dried up. Now it's working. Oscar came to visit today and he enjoyed getting to bark at the fish again. The fish just think that is a calling to come eat. I'll just save the new pump for when one of these does die.

Yesterday my little baby girls came out of their cage and and stayed a long time. It did get to seventy-six degrees here.

I threw a little hen scratch out for the babies; they are diving in. It is going to be around thirty-two tonight and tomorrow night. They should be alright with the heat lamp and the tarp surrounding the cage.

We Made It

This morning it got down to twenty-four. Really Brrrr. I went out about eight this morning and my flowers were laying down.

They just couldn't help it. It was too cold.

 It didn't seem to bother this type.

Even Chili went with me this morning to put a little hay out for the horses. She usually won't go. What made her decide to on one of the coldest mornings; just don't know.

But look at this; they are perking back up. I couldn't believe everything looks okay.

Then, early afternoon, the baby chicks went to their outside home for the first time. They loved scratching around in dirt. The low tonight is suppose to be only around forty.

Busy, busy.

Got a little sunshine creeping in.

This isn't a very good picture, but this is a honey bee on the Bradford Pear tree blooms.

Brrrr

The high today is about forty-eight and the low tonight is suppose to be around twenty-seven. My shrubbery and trees are blooming and leafing out and boom; start all over.

My spirea has lots of flower buds. I don't know it it will kill them or not. we'll see.

I have been enjoying the pretty colors. The high for Monday is going to be around seventy-five. Weird, huh.

Was It A Woodpecker

Yesterday while walking the woods I saw this tree with gobs of holes in it. It is a dead tree and not a lot left.

Huge holes, so my guess is a woodpecker. If that is what made the holes, it must have had a lot of bugs.

 Maybe that is the reason it was dead.