5-29-13 – Crooked Acres Wednesday

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Sights from around Crooked Acres.

This is a turkey buzzard, who landed on that post way at the back of the back forty (I was standing in the back yard when I took this picture.) All the chickens were under the coop (that’s where they hang out during the day), and George and Gracie were dead to the world and didn’t stir.

Mr. Buzzard sat there for a few minutes, but of course…

As soon as I tried to get closer to get a better picture, off he went.

“Hey look, guys, I can fly. I CAN FLY!”
“You’re not flying, you’re just walking along with your wings out.”

“Um… nope.”

“Pretty sure I’m flying.”

“Look at me, SOARING. You guys just wish you could fly, too.”

“Durrrr, look at me, guys, I’m flyyyyyying! ::snicker::”
“Like I said, you’re jealous.”

The Angry Muppet is angry. And fluffy.

When we have pasta, I invariably make too much for just the two of us, and the chickens get the leftovers. They LOVE angel hair.

They snatch up as much as they can and gobble it down.

George is like “How come they’re so excited? It’s not like it’s MEAT.”

Ducks have no great love for pasta, so they just wait patiently for us to refill the water bowls with clean water, so they can stomp around in it before they go quacking off to the pond.

Pretty rooster.

This hen was limping pretty badly, so she’s confined to the brooder in the blue coop for a few days. Food, water, and no roosters to run from – she may never want to go back to the back forty!

Shake to the left…

…shake to the right…

…stop in mid-shake when you see someone who might have a snack for you…

And begin running. “I’m coming! Here I come! Don’t give that snack to anyone else, here I come!”

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Leia’s once again annoyed by me and my camera.

I love the look on Kate’s face. “Yeah, I know. She’s my baby. What’m I gonna do, tell her she can’t nurse?” ::shrug::

Kittens in the morning sun.

I love this picture so very much.

Please note that we have, oh… (counting)… five(ish) bookcases in this house, and the bottom shelves are empty on each and every one of them. What if the cats want to hang out on the bottom shelves and there are BOOKS there or something? We can’t have that!

“Wow. That is one GOOD LOOKIN’ boy.”

Kate, pretending she doesn’t notice that Charming wants to nurse.

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Khaleesi and the babies (before I gave up and put a bed in that corner). The wooden barrier on the left side of the picture is in front of the door (which leads to the hallway). The one behind Khaleesi leads into the closet. There’s a litter box in there that Khaleesi uses, but it’s got clumping litter in it, so I don’t want the kittens to go in there (Khaleesi can easily jump over the barrier). Once they’re old enough to use clumping litter, I’ll take that barrier down and put all their litter boxes in there.

Puff, pondering.

All babies present and accounted for.

We’ve been talking about how big Puff is, but I should point out here that Scorch is the bigger kitten. I think that his eyes are bigger, so maybe his head doesn’t look quite as large as Puff’s.

Khaleesi and Norbert.

When I walk into the room and the kittens are sleeping, Norbert’s the first (and sometimes only) kitten who immediately gets up and comes over to me.

He’s amazed by pretty much everything at this point.

“Wait, wait, wait… are you saying that I’m the King?” The King of CUTE, anyway.

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Alice Mo, watching the birds.

And if you’ve missed her theme song lately, here ya go:

YouTube link.


2012: “What you MEAN I gotta give it back?”
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: β€œPardon me, ma’am, may I have an ear scratch?”
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.



5-29-13 – Crooked Acres Wednesday — 24 Comments

  1. Ahem… And if someone is too far north to adopt the dear sweet kitty at the top of the page and is still interested in finding a sweet lady kitty (one who also happens to be FIV+ and is looking for a home)? I know where to find one. She lives in my upstairs foster room. Her babies have all been adopted and now it’s her turn, but we’re having a tough time finding Mama Clarice’s forever family.

    Would it be okay to post a link to my blog with the story about her? http://whiskersinthewindow.blogspot.com/2013/05/mom-thon-monday.html

    Clarice is in Michigan (as am I) but I would be more than willing to discuss transportation and anything else that a potential adopter needs to know. Details on how to contact me are at that link. Thanks!

  2. Charming looks almost as big as Kate in that picture with just the two of them! LOL

    • I was just about to say the same thing! He’s a giant! (Or Kate is tiny — maybe a bit of both?)

      • Same here! I thought that was two kittens there at first. Kate and Khaleesi are both petite girls. The baby daddies must have been big boys to sire some of those massive kittens. I love that last picture of Khaleesi and Norbert πŸ™‚

  3. I weirdly love that Alice Mo theme song video. I get very happy whenever it pops up in my reader. πŸ™‚

  4. George and Gracie were sleeping on the job?? At least until there were snacks. πŸ™‚

    • They were totally dead to the world! If one of the chickens had seen the buzzard and made an alarmed noise, the dogs would have been up like a flash, but luckily all the chickens were snoozing. It was one sleepy back forty! πŸ™‚

  5. *kerplunk* (that is me falling dead over from the cute of Norbert) I thought Puff was the cutest, then maybe Ruth was, but now Norbert is ABSOLUTELY the cutest!

  6. what do you think happened to that pretty blonde rooster? and where is ARNOLD? how are the freezer camp chickens doing, how big are they now? or are they already off to camp? I love that rock star chicken. he is so awesome.

    i want to eat up all those kittens. just eat them ALL UP. omg.

  7. Well, I have begged and pleaded and even thrown a hissy fit or two, but it looks like my husband isn’t going to change his mind about adopting Leia. πŸ™ We have a firm rule that we don’t adopt any animals unless we’re both 100% on board, and honestly, I do see his point. We’re going to be traveling a lot over the next three months, and it probably isn’t the ideal time to bring in a new wee kitty. (Please note how mature and reasonable I sound, when in actuality, I have been slamming doors, heaving huge sigs, and throwing myself around like a 13-year old girl for the past two weeks. I’m exhausted. πŸ˜‰ )

    • Awww, don’t you worry about Leia, she’ll be snapped up quickly, I’m sure. (Also, I’ve done that whole 13 year-old girl routine myself. It’s how we ended up with Miz Poo. Ha!)

  8. So Kate lets Buttercup nurse, but not Charming? I guess she’s seen yesterday’s side to side comparison picture!

      • I thought Kate got spayed…am I wrong? If so, shouldn’t she stop producing milk rather quickly?

  9. I love the buzzard in flight, George with his brood, and each and everything in today’s post. Thanks, Robyn! Prayers, too, for all cats that need homes, particularly Kelly’s gentle, lovely, and deserving soul, Clarice.

  10. I LOVE Norbert. I can’t even deal. He stirs up the crazy part of me that wants to fly down to Alabama and adopt him back to Massachusetts. That’s not crazy, right? Usually I can just aww and love them from a distance but that big goggly head just tugs at my heartstrings!

  11. So much goodness today! Crazy ducks, goofy doggie, angry muppet, and kittens kittens kittens! AND the Alice song! Whoot!