Aftermath With the Owl

After calling people for 30 minutes someone finally answered the phone. The lady on the phone just said to let it go. I thought, how in the world do you let a great horned owl go?! Most people just think, duh, just let it fly away. Its not that simple if you know what I mean. Also, if we were to hurt it, my mom would go to jail which I don't want that to happen. You would think that the owl would attack us but no, not this one. This one just wanted to be pet behind the ears. So, what do we do with it? Well it turns out that my mom had the guts to pick it up... my mind was racing with thoughts on how my mom could get hurt from this animal. I mean really, just look at the talons on that thing!

My mom let him go into the field next to us. Just when we thought all was safe and back to normal...

Its That Time of Year Again!

March means baby goats for farmers. We had our LaMancha (Gabby) bred with a Nubian buck last year. We also had out Nubian (Stormie) bred again last year. We did not breed our last kid (Charlotte) because we thought she is just to young to be bred. We are hoping for beautiful babies this March!

What babies are you waiting for this spring? 

What! An Owl?!

I went outside one morning, thinking about what I normally think about when walking outside. I was feeding the animals and the goats were swarming around me as usual. I went into the barn and almost wet my pants. To my surprise, there was a HUGE owl tearing off flesh from our rooster.

 We sat and gazed at each other until my heart started beating again. Then, I dashed inside and started at my mother for a couple seconds. I tried to blurt out the words from my mouth but I was busy catching up with my breath. I told my mom and we went back outside with out PJ's still on. The owl was still there, eating Mavis (our rooster). I slowly walked up to the owl and poked it with a stick, surprisingly, he did nothing but stare right into my eyes. Me and my mom did not know what to do with this owl. So, went went inside and started to call all these people. Finally a person answered and...

Can you guess how this story will end...?

Baby Chickens

These baby chickens we given to us from a good farm friend. Their breed is called a Silkie. Their feathers are almost like fur. They can be really friendly if you give them lots of TLC.

Other Chickens On the Farm

This is Lightning, shes a New Hampshire Red

This is one of my favorite chickens, he name is Fluffy and she is a Silky. 

This is our rooster, Alex. He is loyal to his hens but not very nice to me...

Here they are eating their feed for the day. 

The Goat Gang

Charlotte (black goat) and Stormie (brown goat)

Gabby in the back of our car, looking out the window.

Daniel and Stormie in the back of our car

I love how she smiles, it looks so funny!

My good ole' Gabby girl

New Mini Horse Jake

I finally got a horse!!!!!

Jake

I have been waiting ALL my life for this moment. He is a stallion who can be stubborn at times. His color is what they call Buckskin. However, most of the time he looks brown more than he looks like a buckskin due to him rolling in the mud every day. Not to mention  East TN has been getting too much rain lately. He is a big lover too. Me and my friends try to ride him if he is in a good mood. He is a stocky, well built little guy. We are trying to get him on a diet right now. I believe he enjoys his new home very much. Oh and he is 14 years old, which is about mid-age for horses. 

Mystery Chicken Eater...

We have had a animal come and eat our chickens these last couple of weeks. We do not know what kind of animal it would be. Luckily it was not our dog Berwin that usually does that to our chickens. Whatever it is it sure does not leave anything...but the feathers. Hopefully Berwin will chase out the animal that is eating our chickens. (And poor Mrs. Tick-tock died.)