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a vignette of Life With The Girls and Pushkin.

a vignette of Life With The Girls and Pushkin. I.

and so, after moving 3 yards of dirt from one place to another i thought it’d be nice to take a rest on the lawn and say hello to The Girls who are normally a little wary of The Big Man, but are willing to abandon The Raspberry Patch to investigate when he has A Bit of Food.

a vignette of Life With The Girls and Pushkin. II.

being well-versed in The Way of The Chicken, i do believe they are thinking, “WHATCHADOING? WHATCHADOING? WHATCHADOING? GOTSOMEFOOD? GOTSOMEFOOD? GOTSOMEFOOD?”

a vignette of Life With The Girls and Pushkin. III.

and more, “WHATCHADOING? WHATCHADOING? WHATCHADOING? GOTSOMEFOOD? GOTSOMEFOOD? GOTSOMEFOOD?”

a vignette of Life With The Girls and Pushkin. IV.

being The Great Defender of All Members of The Pack, pushkin decides it’s time to investigate The Situation.

without being too anthropomorphic, i recognize well the slight furrowing of his brow indicating Worry that Someone or Something May Be In Distress.

a vignette of Life With The Girls and Pushkin. V.

all is Right As Rain, though, with a good scratch behind the ears.

on the survival of the fittest fledgling.

on survival of the fittest fledgling. I.

while we’ve always had blue jays living in the trees around our house, for whatever reason this is the first year we’ve seen multiple fledglings hopping around the yard, readying themselves for flight, but still quite dependent on their mothers for feeding.

my understanding is that if you see a fledgling on the ground with most of its feather intact, you’re supposed to leave them alone. they don’t need to be “rescued” and soon enough they’ll be flight worthy.

that is, if they can evade The Neighborhood Cats, of which there are many.

though it seemed a futile game of cat versus fledgling, we did our best to assist in the survival of the fittest by shooing away cats when we saw them sneaking up on their prey, while we ourselves attempted to avoid being dive bombed by their angry mother.

this one, in particular, appeared to “understand” we were Helpful Humans and didn’t screech at all when we were nearby which would have drawn the ire of his mother. i guess maybe he figured out his odds were better if we were close by keeping a watchful eye. so, maybe he’s smarter than his siblings. though i can’t say i agree with his strategy of sitting in the fence for long periods of time. while if offers an unobstructed view of any incoming predators, they, of course, also have a much better view of him.

on survival of the fittest fledgling. II.

though, maybe the fence-sittin-human-friendly strategy wasn’t so bad after all. his brother opted to stay hidden in another corner of the yard, mostly out sight. we never could tell exactly where he was until he started screeching when we approached, bringing the attention of his mother.

much to odin’s dismay, we discovered his strategy was not so successful.

The Girls enjoy a Lazy Sunday Lounging in a Dust Bath.

The Girls enjoying a dust bath on a Lazy Sunday.

the warmest day of spring yet with the temperature reaching just shy of 80°F create the perfect conditions in our still flowerless flower beds for a dust bath and the The Girls need no one to tell them to settle in for a Lazy Sunday of Lounging in the dirt to help control mites.

we kept a large bin of ash for them to take baths over the winter but they never seemed very interested in it. i guess maybe it just didn’t compare to a rolling around in real dirt.

chickens can sometimes have a reputation for not being particularly nice to each other but The Girls really get along quite well and it’s amusing to watch them laying all over each other enjoying the day in the dirt.

Evil Squirrel wins a battle. loses war?

Evil Squirrel wins a battle. loses war? I.

i was feeling Quite Confident after catching The Angry Squirrel that i would soon be living free of the vermin in my roof. The Handy Man who helped us put the live trap in place is coming back in a few days to repair the damaged soffit and fascia so all i need to do is keep the squirrels out until then. easy enough, right?

turns out, perhaps unsurprisingly, that we have some mighty determined vermin. this morning i discovered the previously trapped and released Evil Squirrel ripped apart the soffit around the live trap to get back into his little home.! i guess i don’t know for sure if it was the same one, so maybe i shouldn’t be so quick to judge. regardless, This. Means. War.

Evil Squirrel wins a battle. loses war? II.

so, i did my own homegrown soffit and fascia repair in advance of proper repairs by The Handy Man. i expect he’ll get a chuckle out of my work when he has to remove about 30 screws out of the two layers of boards i put up.

i set the trap and wait. is Evil Squirrel even up there? will i get the satisfaction of looking him Eye To Eye?

i don’t have to wait too long to get my answer.

Evil Squirrel wins a battle. loses war? III.

well, heeeelllloooooooo Evil Squirrel!

truth be told, i don’t think it’s the same squirrel i released the other day. this one has gnarlier teeth. what to do with him? odin and pushkin definitely have different opinions. pushkin would like to have him for dinner, but odin thinks we should just let him go to be with his family.

so that’s just what i did.

we’ll see if i regret the decision tomorrow.

fun with a live trap and One Angry Squirrel!

fun with a live trap and One Angry Squirrel! I.

about six weeks ago we discovered something had gotten up in our roof and i wondered about how you remove a critter from an inaccessible section of a roof? i tried plugging the hole with vinegar soaked socks ( didn’t work ). and steel wool pads ( nope ).

i even stapled a long length of window screen around the hole with a metal bar attached thinking if i made it tougher for the critter to get in and out it it would just leave. it just chewed through the screen.

finally, i decided to try the most suggested suggestion given by folks who had said they tried everything else. a “live trap”. i guess i would have tried a live trap to start out, but i couldn’t figure out how to easily rig it to the side of the house given where the hole was in the soffit and fascia and how the trap door mechanism opened and closed.

so, i temporarily turned in my handyman card and had a local fit-it guy come over and put it all together.

and in very short order, we trapped One Very Suprised and Angry Squirrel!

fun with a live trap and One Angry Squirrel! II.

of course, The Girls were Mighty Interested in just what on earth was causing all the racket in the cage. they quickly gathered around clucking loudly, “SOMETHING’S DIFFERENT! SOMETHING’S DIFFERENT!”

i contemplated various ways of disposing of or relocating the squirrel, but in the end i just decided to let him go in our yard. we have hordes of squirrels living in the three 120 foot spruce trees in our backyard.

i mean, he’d probably be grateful and never return to the roof again? right?

The Girls discover Chicken Scratching Heaven.

The Girls discover Chicken Scratching Heaven. I.

while free ranging around the yard one of The Girls discovered how to get into our fenced-in blueberry patch which features 4 inch deep pine needle mulch.

apparently this is the equivalent of Heaven on Earth and all the other Girls soon saw her followed her lead after seeing her ecstatic scratching around the mulch.

it was all good until they realized they couldn’t remember how they got in.

The Girls discover Chicken Scratching Heaven. II.

i can read their collective little chicken minds.

“dude, get that thing out of my face and let me out of here.”

day 2304: eggciting news! one of The Girls laid an egg!



we been patiently waiting and waiting and waiting for our first egg from The Girls over the past couple of weeks. we knew the day was coming soon since it’s been about 24 weeks since we brought The Girls home which is about the age they should start laying. in anticipation of getting eggs, we’ve even prepared the nesting boxes with golf balls to give them and idea of where they’re supposed to lay.

each morning odin has been running out to check the boxes, only to come back empty handed.

but tonight, while odin was getting ready for bed, when i went out shut them in to the coop, imagine my eggcitement when i spied a single, tiny little egg in the coop!

odin literally leapt for joy when i came in house and handed him the egg ( and almost dropped it! ).

now we’re all wondering which hen laid the egg. amusingly, whomever it was, moved all the straw and the golf balls out of the nesting boxes and built herself a nice nest in the middle of the coop 🙂



a hen will start laying “pullet eggs”, which are dimunitive versions of what you’ll find cartoned on the shelves of your favorite grocery store or food coop. on the left of this photo you can see the pullet egg compared to a “regular brown” medium egg. after 6 weeks or so the hens will start laying full-sized eggs.

“foodies” claim pullet eggs are super tasty and can be used to make, for instance, a extra-creamy and delicious “yolk flan”.

i love me some flan, so i suspect we’ll try to whip up ba batch in the upcoming weeks!