Sahara found this little kitten after work a couple of nights ago in town. He was in the concrete in the construction area. She said she had to coax him to her for 20 minutes, and as soon as she got him home she washed the concrete off of his face and feet. We were worried that he might have licked some of the concrete off and swallowed it, so we watched him very closely for two days, and we finally saw him use the litter box. What a relief!
Now the little stinker has taken over the living room and kitchen, and he is the sweetest and most loving little cat that I’ve ever seen! I got him scheduled into the next Rascal Clinic so he will be neutered next Saturday, and then he can be inside and outside although I don’t think he wants to go out ever. LOL He has discovered the kitchen benches and the kitchen chair cushion, and that is his absolute favorite spot right now. Sahara called him Finn, but I think he looks like a Franklin, and Jake says he looks like a Timmy!
These pigs are definitely more brave than any of the other pigs we’ve had before! The funny thing is that it’s the smallest one that is the absolute fearless leader of the pack.
It took them about three days to figure out that they could come out into the open area from where they were before. Little Pig figured it out first. Little Pig will also come running any time she hears me outside calling her. Of course, that could be because I always give her a cookie every single time I call her over to me. LOL
Ted was dragging the driveway when something in the pasture caught his eye.
He investigated, and he couldn’t believe what he found (and that the cattle never are it!)!
He brought it home, and it’s decorating the front porch for fall!
309.4 ÷ 8.615 = 35.91 mpg
Ugh. At least I know why the mileage was so bad this time. I’ve realized over the course of the past 9 months that this little car is horrible on gas mileage when it idles. After a doctor appointment last week in the city, I sat in traffic for at least twenty minutes to move approximately three tenths of a mile to the exit!
Remember when Ted put fish in the swimming pool one winter?
They multiplied! It’s not a swimming pool anymore; now it’s a fish pond!
The fish range in size from thumb size to about eight inches long, and their colors are bright orange and dark brown, some with spots and some with yellowish stripes! They’re so pretty, and they’re one of the most relaxing parts to our farm. If I’m having a particularly stressful workday, I’ll grab a piece of bread or a handful of cat food, stand by the side of the “pond”, and feed the fish for a little while.
We were so surprised to count 27 fish on Sunday afternoon! There are some really gorgeous koi in there!
The gate has been opened to the bigger paddock for the piglets because they’ve stripped all the greenery from their little area, but they still are afraid to cross where the gate was previously locked. Now, we start the coaxing.
We tried feed. They would go a little out and then right back inside. We left the gate open Saturday night in hopes that they’d venture out. They did not.
Sunday morning, Ted fed them French Toast.
Yes, he’s feeding that pig with a fork from a plate. What can I say? We have some mighty spoiled pigs here at Striving Acres.
The French Toast got the piggies a little further out, and then we coaxed them a little more with eggs.
THEY LOVE EGGS!
So far, they’re about six feet into the paddock but refuse to go further. We’re giving them some space and will try again tomorrow with marshmallows. It’s just a learning process for them, so we have to be patient!