The deed is done

The Evil Rooster is gone. That picture was taken Saturday afternoon just before being delivered to his new person. He is still technically alive as they are not "processing" until Saturday.

On the one hand, I miss his evil asshole ways. On the other hand, adios sucker! It is nice to not have to mess with him and especially nice to not have to get him in and out of the night shed and try to keep him from attacking me.

Stew has been a bit upset but seems to be getting over it.







Where is my man?




She is still going out in her little pen alone during the day. The original plan was to move it back so it was next to the regular coop, so they could get used to seeing her during the day. But it is too hot back there to have it just out in the sun, where it is now she gets shade during the hottest part of the day under a tree.


I did move her into the regular coop for nighttime. I partitioned off an area under the "table" in there, making a little pen to keep her separated from the other ones. This way they can see her through the mesh but can't get to her.








I use a baby gate for a "door" in and out. I think in a few days I will try letting her out loose in the coop with them at least. We'll see what happens! There are 9 of them and 1 of her and some of the girls in there are craaaaaaazy.



I also delivered the black chicks with pants, the raytoro chick and the blue weird looking one yesterday morning. I have gotten updates that all is well with them, the raytoro chick has been renamed Einstein and the girls are getting introduced to their flock through the fence already (their rooster thinks they are sexy chicks, ha ha ha).



It was good timing to not have the Evil Rooster loose in the yard as there was a fledgeling down next to their day pen that I'm sure he would have killed.









He was on the next rung higher next time I saw him and then gone later in the day, so hopefully figured it out. I don't see a nest in that tree so not sure where he "belongs". Momma (or daddy) bird was hanging around while I was out there, just throwing a fit. I was waiting for a swooping attack.



Speaking of babies, the eggs in the hanging baskets on the porch have been a pretty resounding failure this round. Only the one egg ever hatched in the house finch nest and NONE in the Carolina Wren nest (it appeared abandoned).










Hey, I have a test for you guys!


What is this picture of?










Answer?




That is the grass coming at me at high velocity as I slip and fall out back.



Damn it.











Let us never discuss this ever again.




So today I went to the animal shelter.









OMG SO CUTE!




However, that puppy was crazy. It was in with this other smaller shepherd mix puppy and was just hounding (ha ha) it and hounding it and biting it. It kind of reminded me of Frankie. Finally the little dude tried to fight back and that brown puppy got all CRAZY VICIOUS at it. Dude, little puppy, you could not pay me to take you with that kind of attitude. No thanks!




I already have one asshole too many from that shelter.









I try to take pictures of Frankie out in the yard but they are usually epic failures. He really enjoys the big yard.



Really.



Really really really enjoys it.



He enjoys it so much that most of my pictures look like this.









Or like this.










Every now and then I get one like this.....










But only because he is tied to the Arbor there.




Crazy dog.




But either way, I did not go to the shelter to get a new dog. I actually wanted to look at the cats. I have been considering getting another cat for a while. Off and on.


Do I need any more animals?


Not really.


But I think Norman might like having a buddy.





SAY WHAT?





I mean. Um. I think Norman might like having another cat to beat the crap out of all day, every day.






Now that you mention it, I think this idea might have merit



Remember Animal Number 276?








Whenever I see a cat similar to her, it always makes me cringe and have crazy thoughts about going and rescuing them.....


So of course, I went down there to see this kitty.










However I could not remember her name or ID number and did not see her while I was there. So, I will just assume she was adopted. Ask no questions and they will tell you no lies!




And I have to admit I really really like black cats. I know a lot of people don't. They are probably the least likely cat to be adopted ever, just because of their color. How do you think I ended up with Norman's family? Black mom, 2 black kittens plus 1 gray. I also had a black and white tuxedo (Figaro) that my sister has now and a solid black cat that stayed with my parents in California (Penny). I love black cats!




And then I found this.








He looks JUST like Norman as a baby.



Argh.



Someone talk me out of it!!





Who cares, bust out the canned food already.