Striving Acres proudly announces Bindi
born September 22, 2015 at 4:56 p.m., @ 45 lbs
After much back and forth discussion, Ted and I finally settled on the name Bindi as a tribute to the late and great Steve Irwin (1962 – 2006). He was an animal lover, a wildlife expert, a conservationist, and he was fully passionate about all forms of life. He named his own daughter Bindi, a word from the southern Australian Aboriginal Pitjandtjara language meaning “awakening”.
We cannot think of a better name for our little Bindi because that is indeed what she is for us: an awakening. Seeing her birth and seeing how Bessie, and now Beef, react to her, care for her, and love her goes beyond anything we ever imagined. Our little Bindi’s birth has renewed our commitment to run an ethical and humane farm for all of the animals here.
We will never be wealthy by society’s standards because of the affirmation to live by this commitment, but in the ways that matter, we are rich beyond belief to simply be part of the circle of life and to perhaps inspire others to realize that you, too, can live this wonderful life-altering dream.
My first official day off was Friday which is always spent just vegging out on the couch, binge watching tv and movies. That morning, I found this newly hatched little chick in the coop along with two others (who didn’t make it). The other chicks (two weeks old) and the three mama hens were horrible to this one, pecking it and stepping on it and throwing it around so I had to rescue it. Unfortunately, this meant I was the only flock this little one had, and it cried incessantly when I was out of sight so the chick chilled with me all day on the couch.
On Saturday, Ted, Teddy, and I went to Rural King to get it some friends. I’m pretty “country”, but I draw the line at giving a chick free roam of the kitchen and living room (that just cannot be sanitary!). We came home with six little friends for it, and now it’s happy all the time! It still loves me and likes watching tv with me though…
…and they can all watch tv through the holes in their laundry basket in the living room!
It’s a blackberry breakfast kind of morning!
This is the second time I have picked some blackberries this week. It looks like I’ll probably get about two or three more times off of this one bush. The canes have really grown this summer, and I know that next year they will be loaded down. Yum!
I went on a little adventure locally today, and this is what was in front of me on the way back. Got to love Ohio!
Models for Morgan, that is!
Morgan has a shop on Homemade Amazon, making pet items. She needed models for her website for the dog collars so she used Smidge, DG, and Puppers as well as some other dogs she knew.
I just love the pics she took!
The girls loved modeling for her (until a bee stung DG, but that’s a whole other story LOL).
Gramma called me the other night and said there were three tiny raccoons on her porch but no mother. She said she was sure they were still nursing age, and she was worried about them. I grabbed the cat carrier and a can of cat food and headed down. My plan was to scoop them into the carrier and call a wildlife rescue the next morning.
This is what I saw.
They were definitely not nursing age. They were still young though, and I figured they snuck out while their mother was around there somewhere hunting dinner. They squeaked and hissed at me and ran and played all over the backyard.
I gave them the opened cat food and left the cage open just in case they needed a hideout for the night, but they climbed a tree after eating, and I went back home. I am always amazed at the amount of wildlife I get to see around here!
This is Tilley’s favorite thing to do with Chip: play stand off. They push heads against each other and shove each other round and round. I can never figure out who wins or how they know who wins because it’s not obvious; they just do it over and over and then stop as fast as they started and go back to eating grass/hay. They sure do seem to enjoy the game though!
Yep. You read the title right. I’m looking at butts, trying to determine if any cattle are bred or going into heat. Click off this post if you’re not interested in looking at cow butts with me.
Tilley’s rear – maybe she’s bred?
Bindi’s rear – she doesn’t look like Tilley. Then again, she’s a dairy cow, and Tilley is a beef cow.
Belle’s rear – I don’t think she’s bred at all.
I don’t know what I’m doing.
I’m guessing here.
I guess we will know in nine months!