Sam: the dog
Avalanche: The white cat
Shadow: The black cat (who likes to run upstairs)
The ugly (featherless) Chickens:
The other (white) chickens:
The other (black) chickens:
Alice:
Ivy:
And the babies (from left to right): Din Din (the boy), Catarina (Din Din's sister), and Surfer Girl
Charlie:
Bullet:
Dakota:
There, now the gang's all here. Now for my story. My day yesterday began by getting up at 7:30 and throwing on some barn clothes and took Sam outside. When we were ready to go back inside I tried to twist the knob but it wouldn't turn. So we went up on the porch hoping that the sliding door was somehow unlocked even though I remembered locking it the night before... it was no use. "Ok," I thought, "one more door to try and then it's the windows. CRAP!" That door was locked too. I then began trying to open the windows going into the living room, but it was no use, they were locked too. I then remembered the air conditioning in the other window. I proceeded to pull it out (while it was still plugged in inside) and set it on the porch while I climbed through still holding on to Sam's leash. I made it through just to turn around to see what Sam was doing and wacked my head on the window. I then had to figure out if I wanted to let go of the leash and call Sam at the door or try something else. So I let go of the leash and ran to open the door and let him in. "The perfect start to the perfect day" I thought sarcastically.
Luckily, the only other issue I had yesterday morning (and this morning) was that Ivy will not get off the milking stand when I'm done milking her. I try tugging on her collar, grabbing some alfalfa, and leaning into her but nothing seems to work. When I finally do get her over to the stall she won't go in. She'll stand there long enough for Alice to get out and then I try to get behind Ivy and kinda knee her in the butt to get her in. Then I have to go chase down Alice, who by now is already eating alfalfa. And Alice likes to run from me but I can usually catch her and she's much easier to get back into the stall.
Well, I think I'm heading for a dip in the pool. Stay tuned for more farm stories!
Avalanche: The white cat
Shadow: The black cat (who likes to run upstairs)
Logan: The other cat
The ugly (featherless) Chickens:
The other (white) chickens:
The other (black) chickens:
Alice:
Ivy:
And the babies (from left to right): Din Din (the boy), Catarina (Din Din's sister), and Surfer Girl
Charlie:
Bullet:
Dakota:
There, now the gang's all here. Now for my story. My day yesterday began by getting up at 7:30 and throwing on some barn clothes and took Sam outside. When we were ready to go back inside I tried to twist the knob but it wouldn't turn. So we went up on the porch hoping that the sliding door was somehow unlocked even though I remembered locking it the night before... it was no use. "Ok," I thought, "one more door to try and then it's the windows. CRAP!" That door was locked too. I then began trying to open the windows going into the living room, but it was no use, they were locked too. I then remembered the air conditioning in the other window. I proceeded to pull it out (while it was still plugged in inside) and set it on the porch while I climbed through still holding on to Sam's leash. I made it through just to turn around to see what Sam was doing and wacked my head on the window. I then had to figure out if I wanted to let go of the leash and call Sam at the door or try something else. So I let go of the leash and ran to open the door and let him in. "The perfect start to the perfect day" I thought sarcastically.
Luckily, the only other issue I had yesterday morning (and this morning) was that Ivy will not get off the milking stand when I'm done milking her. I try tugging on her collar, grabbing some alfalfa, and leaning into her but nothing seems to work. When I finally do get her over to the stall she won't go in. She'll stand there long enough for Alice to get out and then I try to get behind Ivy and kinda knee her in the butt to get her in. Then I have to go chase down Alice, who by now is already eating alfalfa. And Alice likes to run from me but I can usually catch her and she's much easier to get back into the stall.
Well, I think I'm heading for a dip in the pool. Stay tuned for more farm stories!
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