Frustration on the Farmstead

Well, it has been a difficult few days for the farmstead. Thanks to and owl, our chicken flock was pretty small. But last weekend we decided the weather was finally nice enough for the puppies, Karlee (a Bassett mix) and Dozier (a pit and bull mastiff mix), to go outside for good. Well, I guess they decided to retaliate. The first day, I caught Dozier nose deep in a chicken that had flown over the fence. I didn’t know what to do, so I slapped him in the head to get him off the chicken and I threw the poor girl in the trash. The next time it happened, Hubby came home from work early and saw all three dogs in a corner of the yard with yet another chicken. She was still alive, but died about 2 hours later. But she was not the only casualty of the day. They got my favorite hen, Ruby. Today I came home, in a hurry since Big Girl had to change to go to soccer practice. I decided to go ahead and feed animals while she was changing. As I walked out to the yard I noticed all I could see were turkeys. I opened the gate and started to call for chickens as I threw out the food. No one came except for turkeys. My dogs killed all of my remaining chickens, 2 hens and 2 roos. They also chased my turkeys around the yard while I was gone taking Big Girl to meet up with her daddy for soccer practice. Winnie and Dozier were both in the yard with the turkeys huddle up in their house. Hubby and I don’t know what to do. We are considering getting rid of the dogs, but I really don’t want to do that (but given the other option…). Although, we may try to run an electric fence first and see if that will keep them out.As it stands right now though, I have no chickens that are capable laying eggs and no meat in the freezer, but I have chicks in the kitchen that will be ready to go into the coop soon.

Anyone have any ideas for breaking dogs from killing chickens?

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Happy Days

I have been waiting to post for something exciting or blog-worthy to happen. But it hasn’t. Haha. Baby girl turned 4 on the 15th and Grandpa turned 82 on the 14th. So we had a birthday party on Saturday. It finally rained that day too! Almost 2 inches! Soccer games were canceled for Big Girl on Saturday since Spring Break started last weekend, and practice was cancelled thanks to cold and wind on Sunday. Other than that, there hasn’t been much going on around here. We have struggled the past few weeks with our whole food life. Hubby has been craving fried foods. So off to town we go for chips and salsa, burgers, and oddly, lobster. I am hoping that we can get back on track tonight and start eating better again. Yesterday, I picked up an incubator! I am not sure who is more excited: Hubby or Big Girl. I guess we are going to try to hatch some of our little crossbreed eggs. I wonder what a half-silkie chicken will look like? Haha. My chicks are getting close to completely feathered out, so they will go outside soon as the weather decides to stay decent. Below freezing this morning and in the 70s this afternoon. Gotta love N. Texas weather! Hopefully, I will have more to talk about in my next post!

Long Dramatic Day

Outside of starting my blog, yesterday was just short of catastrophic. Maybe I am being harsh, but yet, really it seems right to say that. I had a long day at work, nothing interesting or difficult, just straight long. I went, picked the girls up from daycare and drove home. That’s when the catastrophies started. My sink was clogged. And mind, I have delt with clogged drains before, but this one was tough. It took me a whole 15 minutes of struggling with the plunger in the sink to realize that when you have a double sink, you have to plug one side. Yeah, that was my day. But I finally got the sink cleared, and the chicks watered. Then, I saw it. Those with chicks will already know this, but this is my first go round. We check on the chicks multiple times a day to make sure they have food and water, but really don’t look at them. I did yesterday. Three of my chicks had blocked “vents”. So I got to wash little chicken butts. Yeah, it’s really what I did after work yesterday. Times like that I wonder if I really want to have chickens. On the plus side, my oldest has decided that she would feed the big chickens outside, so I was saved from having to do that chore.

Anyone else have a terrible day, yesterday? What about a chore that they would rather push on someone else (like a kid)?

Introductions

My name is Charli. I grew up in North West Texas. Daughter to a 2nd generation cattle rancher. And to be completely honest, I loved being out in the country. I hated having to work cattle though.

Jump ahead 10 years, now I am a mom of two girls (there’s the 2). We along with my Hubby live out on about two acres of land about 2 hours from Dallas/Ft. Worth. We are striving for a whole and self-sufficient life on our little piece of paradise. So we have at current count 3 dogs, 3 cats, and 26 chicks & chickens. Ok, so maybe I don’t have an actual zoo, but my life sure seems to resemble one.

My goal for this blog is to track our progress as we move towards self-sufficiency on our property. As well as our move from processed to whole foods. But also, I want to give hope to those starting out like us through our trials and errors and hopefully they will be told with a little humor and grace.