Evening Treats

Every evening Chili, Skylar and Sissy get treats. The last treat is little rawhide sticks with chicken jerky wrapped around the rawhide stick. But because Skylar always went through hers so fast, I decided to buy big rawhide for Skylar. That was cool until Chili finished all the chicken off her rawhide and noticed what Skylar had. After about thirty minutes, Skylar got up to get her some water.

Yep, that is exactly what happened. Chili got it.

So Skylar had to chew on the little sticks still left. As you can tell, they don't always chew up the rawhides.

I just went and got Skylar another big one instead of taking away from Chile. No, she is not spoiled. It has been about thirty more minutes and I think Chili's jaw is tired. She had to give it up.

Pretty Quick Change

It got up to seventy around midday Saturday. My lantana is blooming at the end of November. You can see a few leaves that have been nipped by a little Jack Frost.

The little butterfly thinks it is spring. Then Sunday it got up to around fifty about midday. But most of the day it was in the low forties.

And today it has been in the low forties. So fire tonight. It's going to freeze tonight and be pretty chilly most of the the week. That's okay; it's time for winter.

Tony Getting a Little Firewood

Tony is getting him a little firewood to take back. Night time lows are suppose to be in the thirties this next week.

He said this position might not be one you should try at home. This is coming from someone that puts his boot on the wrong foot. And he said it fit!

Now the hard part. Not going to be a lot of that.

I have to post early so I can watch the LSU and Ark game.

Just In Time

I have a new stove. Just in time for Thanksgiving cooking. My son, Tony, (that was hard, I only have one child) gave me a new stove for my birthday and Christmas present. I have it baking nothing right now, trying to get the new smell out. I love it.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!

"This Is My Spot"

"Get off me. I was here first." As many nest as I have set up around here, they only want to use about three or four of them.

And when someone is on the nest that they want, they really kick up a fuss. If the barred rock is the first to the nest, you see what happens. 

If the sex-link is first, the barred rock just squawks forever. I know, I desperately need to clean out the shed.

ALL DAY!

"Do you hear me? All day at the vet's office."

 Chili had to have her teeth cleaned today and have her yearly vaccinations. Not happy.  

 When we got back from the vet's, I ask her to smile so I could see her cleaned teeth. I can't tell you what she told me!

Finally, time to eat. Poor thing hasn't had anything to eat or drink since last night.

Okay, run, play and scratch a while.

"Are you sticking your tongue out at me, Chili?"

It's Too High

I heard one of my hens squawking yesterday and I looked up and there she was on top of the house. Squawking because she wanted down. I ran in the house to get the camera, but of course she was already down on the shed.

You have to get down in steps; just like you got up there. I think she started from the back porch railing.

Still not down. It takes a minute or two to get the nerve to jump down.