It's not ridiculous. Losing a beloved companion -- regardless of species -- hurts to our very core. Someone who was part of our daily life is gone, a relationship of years is over, and no one else can totally understand the grief.
It sounds trite, I know, but healing takes time. At first, the...
Congrats on your Packers. Interesting idea on "improving" the game, but I doubt it will catch on 🤣
Today looks like the last day for 60-plus-degree temps here, too. I guess I will need to turn on the furnace. It was only 60 in the living room this morning.
I managed to MacGyver a chicken-wire...
The top photo reminds me of the wattle fence panels we used to make for our heritage garden. We wove lengths of young, flexible willows through stiff uprights.
Sorry. I know nothing about Lasota vaccine.
You're right -- ducks are marvelously entertaining creatures! My runners make me smile every day with their antics.
I've been selling duck eggs to bakers for years. Also, some people who are allergic to chicken eggs can eat duck eggs. Plus, duck eggs are just plain tasty!
Welcome to BYC...
This is a great community of folks who NEVER tire of hearing about other people's flocks and are always willing to offer advice and opinions on how to keep them happy and healthy.
Welcome to BYC; hope we can be a useful resource for you!
I'm glad Eva is okay. My Molly, who had idiopathic seizures, would freeze up and get a blank stare; it's frightening to see them like that. Molly's seizures ended with her spinning uncontrollably in circles; once she was able to stop, on the vet's instruction, I gave her a little Breyer's ice...
I've never had a Bantam version, but my Speckled Sussex, Bronwyn, is one of my favorite hens. She is friendly and chatty, and LOVES to "help" me.
Mostly that means if I'm trying to clean coops, she wants to dig into whatever I've already piled up and re-distribute it all over the place. If I'm...
Ah, Jim, you're right; the storm door spring is no better than the ones in ink pens. The door handle has been replaced twice in the last year. Problem is both times the person "helping" me went to Menards and bought the same model and brand. Fortunately, the handle is getting a bit more...
I appreciate that I have friends who are willing and able to do projects for me, but I'm also glad to have my house back all to myself, dealing only with my own schedule and levels of tidiness.
Nearly everything on my lengthy to-do list got done, and we added a few things just so we could...
All my Bantam Cochin hens were great; my Bantam Cochin rooster was a mean, little jerk who seemed to hate me. He is now living at someone else's property and we're both happier, I'm sure.
It's easy to blame yourself; I've done it, too.
But, my goodness, you must have taken great care of her or she wouldn't have lived for 12 years. I've never had a hen live into double digits!! There's bound to be a hole in your heart for a very long time. Take care.
How adorable! I've never had silkies, but none of my chickens has ever been remotely that attentive to me.
I'm sorry your sweet, one-of-a-kind girl has passed, you must miss her terribly.
I've never thought about how or why the coops would be different. Although now that you mention it, I can understand that the little "red barn" and "farm-style" coops that are popular in the U.S. Midwest would look out of place in Africa. And, perhaps, the availability and types of building...
Help is on the way! Or, at least it will be in a few hours. Five friends have confirmed they will be here today to do the projects that: 1) I can't do because I don't have the skills and/or physical strength and; 2) could do but haven't gotten around to yet. Or, likely, ever.
Two days of rain...
No. 8 is unsettling!! After years of chicken keeping, I still sometimes freak out a bit when I see a hen on the ground with outstretched wings and eyes closed. I've been known to roust them a little, just to make sure!
I feel your pain. In a similar situation with my runner ducks, I set up the most "romanced" girl in her own small dog house. Sheldon bred his favorite, Blair, so hard and so often that she regularly bled from the back of her head and nearly lost her right eye.
Spring over-mating this year...
I could feel tears welling up as I read your post. I admire you and my heart breaks for you at the same time.
Kudos to you for loving the old ones and trying to make your bad days into good days for another cat. It's clear you not only love your cats dearly but are willing to do whatever is...