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KellyGa    Posted 09-17-2004 at 08:28:38       [Reply]  [No Email]
That is what my day has been made up of since yesterday!

It started raining, and the wind was blowing, and then it started pouring. The back yard turned into something resembling the grand rapids. The chicken house was flooding, water was flowing every which away.

The iguana was a happy camper, she was in her big ole cage under the carport with her heat lamp and her heat rock. But I had to go and ruin it for her. I got out the old chick brooder bin, stuffed some hay in it, and got her out of her cage and put her in it, WHAPPP! That tail came around and she looked at me like I could just eat dirt and die! She never whips that tail at me, but today, she just knew somebody was invading her territory, and she was right.

I was afraid the chickens were going to float away or blow away, take your pick, it was really bad. So, I went out back, getting soaked immediately and got the chickens one by one and handed them to Ian up at the top of the steps, and he proceeded to put them in the iguanas cage. It was already set up quite nicely with boards criss crossing in the cage, and I added hay to the bottom for poo collection. There was Dottie, she had to be stubborn, she went all the way to the back of the yard, and I just waved the air, and said well, she will either make it or she won't cause I ain't going back there and tearing up my feet to chase her out. (Tip would have assisted, but she is deathly afraid of storms) Later, Dottie decided to go i the run, and Tip went in and chased her out into my hands and I put her in with everybody else in the cage.

Well, night came, everybody slept well, nobody blew away or drowned. We only lost power for about 2 hours, and thats when we were busy getting animals rearranged, so it didnt matter anyway.

This morning, Ian came home, the chickens started talking to him, letting him know it was time for them to be loose. I heard them, went out under the carport and opened the cage up and got everybody out, they went straight to the back steps, ready to go about their chicken business since they were no longer soaked and cold.

Well...about 10 am, I am doing dishes and look out the kitchen window, and there is a hawk, not just playing around, he is meaning to get him some breakfast. He is kinda small, but determined. Unlike the others that have come to investigate the chickens, he is not up high, he is swooping from low lying branches. I call Tip, we go out back and she runs around barking her head off, looking up trees...and usually this is all that needs to be done, and the rest of the day is hawk free..Well..not today...he came right back, and swooped in close, the chickens went crazy...TIP!!!! Lets GO!!! Out we go again...

I decide we had better just put them in the run. All fine and dandy at night, they go in on their own, but you need a herding dog to get thme in during the day.

MAN I LOVE MY DOG!!! She never ceases to amaze me. She herded those chickens one by one straight to me, and wouldn't let them slip by me or her once they were close to me. I picked them up and put them in the run one by one, and she brought them to me, quite efficiently. Took us about 15 minutes to round up 10 chickens, not too bad for a pampered working dog!

SO...no dinner for the hawk, but the dog...oh the dog...she was SOOO nasty. She LOOKED like a REAL working dog now! SHe was wet, and she was muddy. Lucky for me she is washable! LOL! SO, we went around front and I hosed her bottom half off, practically good as new! :)

I sure do love my dog...there is nothing like her in this whole wide world...(sigh) :)


~Lenore    Posted 09-17-2004 at 08:56:40       [Reply]  [No Email]
Well as you have probably figured,
I am a cat woman,
but I love your dog, too, Kelly!
I really like dogs as long as they are someone elses,
well behaved and contained on their own property.
I always had a dog when my kids lived here,
but now I want my freedom!
Dogs and husbands need too much attention,
Top Cat and I co-exist well together. ;-)


Len....NY    Posted 09-17-2004 at 08:47:01       [Reply]  [No Email]

Well Kelly, it is as it should be. Determined woman and faithful dog,challenge and overcome some of natures hardballs. I sense a possible movie script.Good job and an extra pat on the head for noble Tip. What a hoot.


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