Well…I wish it would really rain here…it’s awfully dry. But that’s not what I’m talking about.
The ranch grew in population rather spectacularly over the last few days. First, we had a chicken we thought was dead turn up with a couple of chicks in tow. So we got four more chicks, and four duckies too.
Today, we brought home our sheep…we got two shetland sheep, and some cross-breeds.
After getting them settled, we got a phone call from a friend offering us two feeder pigs for a great price, so I guess we’re going to get them too.
Oh - and a couple of weeks ago, we got three new kittens. They’ll be barn cats eventually, but for now they’re fuzzy terrors racing around the house.
It seems I’ll be building even MORE fence in the near future. Still, it’s kind of neat to have all these critters (even if some of them are just for eating (insert evil laugh here). It occurred to me today that I never had kittens or puppies growing up, and I sure didn’t have anything that would be considered livestock. I had cats and dogs, but they were grown by the time I was old enough to remember them. I had some fish, and a salamander for a while.
Several years ago, when we were moving back to the farm a friend of mine (*cough*cough*mike*cough*) made a comment about our children rolling around in a dirt lot with the animals. He thought it was funny…I think I was a little put-out, because I didn’t see myself as all that rural at the time - it was just a place to live that had 75 acres attached. Irony is a wonderful thing.
Well, we don’t have any dirt lots (does a big garden plot count?) but somehow our kids find enough dirt to warrant baths on a regular basis. They don’t roll around with the animals either, because the animals are either too big to roll around with (i.e. horses) or too fast/smart to get caught by small children (chickens). They do maul the dog on a regular basis, and they have learned to catch the kitties, who seem to enjoy beeing caught.
The funny part about it is I’m very pleased with it all. I can get all the critters I want. Sometimes I think “sigh…another animal to feed”. It’s not the cost of the feed…it’s just one more chore. But mostly, I really enjoy having all the animals, and look forward to having more.
I’ll have to let everyone know when the pigs are big enough to eat…I’m thinking “big ol’ bbq!”.