Two things - a Dewey Update, and the Chicken Massacre.
A few days ago, SOMETHING got into the chicken yard and ate 8 of our chickens. Four were only a few months old, more like nuggets, and the other 4 of course were the good layers. That's alot of chicken. I haven't even ordered that much chicken from Pollo Loco at one time. Somebody was hungry. Anyway, now I have to lock them in at night (there is a dungeon) and let them out in the morning. The bad part is, I was getting a little sick of chickens, and even thought of getting rid of them, and then the massacre. Did I cause it?? It's just that I would go into the yard and they'd RUSH at me, screaming like Beatles fans. Wheresthefoodwheresthefood - it was obnoxious. It was worse than my own kids. Anyway, all's silent on the chicken front now. The 5 remaining hens, they all look mutely terrified. They did see their friends swallowed whole. They're getting counseling. I believe the dog is conducting afternoon workshops entitled, "Why I Love to Eat of the Trashcan," which should help.
And in other less ghastly news, Dewey had 3 weeks of irregular regular riding while the kids were off school. The not so psycho neighbor let us use her arena and it's been a godsend. Dewey can go over there and run around and let off energy, and I can ride in there and work him over poles and tarps and stuff. I'm also learning how to trim his hooves which is really cool, to learn how to keep his feet strong and healthy and barefoot. It's my new farmer trait. I'm hoping to move DIE-rectly into overalls for the remainder of my life, leaning on fences and chewing on a piece of straw, once I have hoof trimming down to a science. Dewey has also learned to canter, and is getting good at stopping, and a nice steady rhythm to his gaits. He's becoming a horse I can put the kids on in the neighbor's arena (maybe by spring), and teach them on. He's pretty reliable. Very sweet and tries hard. Just young and doofy sometimes, he especially doesn't like trash cans on their SIDES. That really bothers him. He's been here almost 4 months, and the more we do, the better he is. Two young girls are going to be riding him once a week (to give my butt a break) and they're donating a bale of hay each time they come, so his hay will be paid for. I think it'll be good for all of us, we'll see if it works out.
News from the Momish front.
