Poppy got so exhausted watching me take down the laundry, she had to lie down.
Amazingly, there are no dogs licking her face. They must've been off barking at the horse or something.
Remember those six Buff Orpington chicks we bought to keep the solitary black School Chick company? Yeah. Those are NOT Buff Orpingtons. It became clear within a couple of weeks that they were more white than buff, and were growing at an alarming rate.
What we thought were Buff Orpingtons turned out to be undeniably meat chickens.
I have heard horror stories of these meat breeds being unable to forage or even walk, but these don't have any trouble running around. Albeit slowly and with a bit of a waddle, because they are HUGE already.
Some of the giant meat chickens with their much more normal-sized adopted sibling.
One night after dinner, Cubby, Jack, and Poppy decided to put on a play. They went with the classic "Little Red Riding Hood."
Can you guess who played the title character?
The costume department really came through on the red theme.
It was very funny and kept them entertained for a whole 45 minutes of costuming, rehearsing, and performing. A major win in a week of solo parenting.
Meanwhile, Odin lurks in the tall weeds, alert and ready to spring.
He's on the move and licking his chops! What fearsome enemy or toothsome prey does he spy?
Jasper the Sentinel doggedly (ha) sticks by my side, even if he would rather be hiding in the shade instead of panting in the sun.
Meanwhile, Odin lurks in the tall weeds, alert and ready to spring.
He's on the move and licking his chops! What fearsome enemy or toothsome prey does he spy?
Ah yes. His brother. The most fearsome enemy, indeed.
And there you have it! My life, snapshotted.
* It is quite possible that my sister is the only person who read that and immediately sang in her head, "You sure are lookin' good . . ." But if you don't know the song, you're really missing out. It's by the excellently named Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs, and you can listen to it here.
I did check out the song. I do remember it from my youth. Thanks for the reminder.
ReplyDeleteI bet the play was great! Yay, for the children being creative.
Linda
Oh, me! I sang it, too, and now will have it stuck in my head for the rest of the day. You're everything that a big bad wolf could waaaaaaant (howl)." So, thanks for that. :)
ReplyDelete--Karen'.s sister
No eggs for you, but think of the roast chicken in your future. That little black hen is going to be lonely. Maybe if you are "lucky" it will turn out you have a rooster and he can be eaten too.
ReplyDeleteHehe, samesies as sister.
ReplyDeleteThat tall kochia sector is great protein for your future mutton. I wish there was a good way to kill it without sheep, lol.
Poppy is always adorable in the pictures you post; in the Red Riding Hood picture here, she is especially adorable, cute, pretty, happy, and so on. Thanks for sharing that picture. What a treat!
ReplyDeleteKaren.'s sister: You're welcome. I've been singing it in my head for days now, so you're not alone.
ReplyDeleteKaren.: Those particular weeds are in our neighbor's pasture, where he very kindly allowed our horse to graze, so this particular protein will not be making mutton for us.
Anonymous: Thank you. I thought she was making a really bizarre face in it, but she's so cute, she can get away with it. :-)