She’s blogging again!
I know it’s a bit excessive, but I won’t have a free day again until the end of next week, so I thought I’d better get in another post while I had a chance. Plus, I had a deer photo to go with the title! We saw the deer whilst on a walk out on the dykes in Maple Ridge with the Northern Crew. In addition to the deer, there were a million caterpillars everywhere. Very uncooperative caterpillars who refused to pose on dogs’ noses.
Also, Tweed nearly drowned. Or at least, he fell into the river and then couldn’t get back up onto the steep bank. So I inched my way down to help him out, and Jen was all “Oh I’ll hold your camera” and took photos of me with it. If I weren’t going to eat turkey at her house tomorrow, I’d say something mean about her!
and I dried off pretty quick.
Later on, after we got home, he also ran away after I threatened to beat him senseless for chewing a hole through my screen door.
My friend Cheryl is downsizing her chicken flock so she gave me four of them for my coop, which has been sitting empty ever since I built it. She is deeply sorry that she did not have a video camera, as apparently me trying to catch four chickens was the funniest thing she’d seen all week. Once I managed to snag four and get them in the crate, she walked my back to my van, waited until I’d shut the door and admitted that I now owned 4 chickens, and then proceeded to tell me all the many ways in which chickens were horrible creatures who smell, are dirty and a pain in the ass. Then she screamed “No take backs! Now get the hell off my property!”
If ever you have the chance to put 4 chickens in a crate and drive around with them for a few hours before going home, I highly recommend you pass on the opportunity. The smell – ZOMG, the smell! What stinky birds! And if ever you get the chance to drive around with 4 chickens in a crate in your car, right next to another crate that contains the TWoo, I also recommend you pass on the opportunity. The noise!! ZOMG, the noise! BARKBARKBARKBARKBARK the whole drive home.
I can’t wait for eggs!
TWooie is now yelling at me claiming he needs to go out and pee, when in fact we both know that he wants to go out and harass the chickens. But better him than the coyotes I suppose … something came right up onto my porch and shredded the bag of garbage I’d forgotten to take up to the can on the road!
The next time we go to visit Cheryl I will a) bring no extra crates and take home no more chickens! and b) try Dexter on the woolies again. And I’ll bring a video camera!
Have a great week everyone!
ETA – as I was not on the ball last night when I posted this (one eye on the computer, one on TWooie trying to eat his way out of my house to GET AT THE CHICKENS THE CHICKENS OMG HE MUST HAVE THE CHICKENS) I forgot to say that if you are interested in following West’s progress with Courtenay you can read about him on her blog.