Tag Archives: chickens

Critter news you can’t use.

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Being an animal lover, my eye is always drawn to stories and articles in which they feature.

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My girlfriend caught Covid in the first wave. It was a really bad time for her but thankfully she didn’t need to be hospitalized. She is however suffering many long Covid effects. Brain fog, hair thinning and worst of all … loss of taste and smell. It’s been almost two years and still nothing. She says the only flavor that breaks through is salt. Can you imagine only tasting salt for two years? I’m crossing my fingers for the hamsters.

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Shame I can’t talk the husband into it. He’s a pretty boy…

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This made my heart smile. Every store/business should adopt a shelter dog!

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A random chicken is loose in our town. I shall update the post if he struts by our house.

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Chicken helmets

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Well color me surprised. I never even knew these things existed..

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But now that I do? I really want to buy a set for our neighbor’s birds.

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I’m not exactly sure what purpose they serve… do chickens play football? Or crash motorcycles?

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Or as that picture suggests, go to war? Whatever the reason, a helmeted flock of chickens must be a wonderful sight to behold.

While researching this important topic I also came across this:

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Because every well dressed chicken needs a good hat.

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And if you think that’s ridiculous get a load of this-

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A helmet and T Rex arms might be a bridge too far..

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News you can’t use.

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The Winter Olympics are over, but some stories are still worth telling.

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Not being born with that particular appendage, I can only imagine what that would feel like. The time I froze the Oscar Meyer wieners by mistake comes to mind, and if so? Ouch!

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I’m happy to report Cluck was adopted. Read about him here.

https://amp.charlotteobserver.com/news/state/north-carolina/article258043433.html

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There are numerous reasons I’m not flying right now. Covid, extended periods of mandatory masking which kick my hot flashes into high gear, and crazy passengers who have to be zip tied during flight… but a stranger’s bare feet on the back of my head? If this is what’s happening now, I may never fly again.

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Of course it will. The way things are going in the world these days, I expected no less.

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Sorry, you’re on your own with this one. I didn’t read the article. My life is fine just the way it is.

Always read the reviews!

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After careful consideration… I decided I needed some festive chickens for next year’s Christmas display.

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I mean really, how could I not? They’re delightful.

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I have to admit I was a bit put off by the price. $63 per bird seemed a trifle much.

It was then I decided to read the product reviews and see if the clucking things were worth it.

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A bright light of nothingness? How could that be! They looked so wonderful in the ad.

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Well that is a seriously disappointing hen to be sure.

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It’s…. flat.

Exactly how flat?

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Flatter than my high C note when I’m singing in the shower flat.

And no one wants that.

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Christmas chuckles.

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If it stood still.. I used to decorate it for Christmas. I’ve strung lights on roofs, railings, windows, stone walls, mailbox posts and well houses. I’ve had lighted reindeer, snowflakes, trees, snowmen, holly leaves and yes, an alligator.

Trust me when I say stringing lights and keeping them lit is a full time job in Maine winters. It’s not for the faint hearted and over the years I’ve simply lost the will. These days I throw some wreaths on the windows and doors, some candles in the windows and call it good.

But every once in a while I’ll see something that makes me want to decorate again…

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Christmas chickens!

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You have to admit… that’s different.

And while I don’t have a farm, I do have a large barn where those birds would look right at home.

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I love my town.

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This week’s headlines from my little corner of the world.

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It’s duck season in Maine, so you can’t blame the poor bird for trying to find safe water.

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Not being a fan of eggs, I refuse to give this pie the recognition they believe it deserves.

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There you have it. A one of a kind chicken conveyance.

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Keep grandma off the streets!

Buy jam.

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We have chicken neighbors, but the rude things never drop by.

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I love my town

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My town’s Facebook page was critter-centric with this week starting with this awesome visitor.

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We had one on our roof a while back but I wasn’t quick enough to get a photo. They’re such glorious fellows.

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I hear that on the zucchini. Everyone is trying to foist them on us lately.

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Outhouse shed combo. When you’re working on something and just don’t want to waste the energy it takes to walk back to the house.

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Our neighbors have lost a few birds to foxes. But I think we need to examine how #20 survived. Could have been an inside job.

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Alright, so it’s not a dog waiting at the door with your slippers. You still have to admit it’s sweet…

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