Category Archives: animals

The dog and the kitten

I don’t think Sunny likes our new kitten too much. Whenever Car-E comes close, Sunny gets up and moves.

Sunny is suspicious of that ball of fuzz especially when Car-E is playing.

Once, I rolled one of Sunny’s old tennis balls across the floor for Car-E to play with. Sunny got up, walked across the kitchen, picked up the ball, and walked away–that dog hasn’t touched that ball in months. Sunny only wanted it because I rolled it to the kitten.

Luckily, Sunny isn’t mean. He won’t hurt Car-E. Sunny will just look sad because he’s not getting all my attention.

I’m sure they will eventually become best friends. Or at least Sunny will learn to tolerate his new housemate.

Poor, Sunny.

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“Come and get it!”

What happens when I call “Kitty, Kitty”? Cats come for the food but so do my hens.

It’s supper time, and my 4 hens won’t head into their roost until they have a nibble of cat food.

The cats do not bother the hens. They even move out of their way when all four rush up onto the porch. The chickens never have to worry about our cats considering them as a meal.

Later, after dark, the raccoon/s visit to look for crumbs.

Critters abound on Sunnybook Farm.

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Friend or foe

There are barn cats that come to the house for food.

We never brought outside cats to our farm. They just found us.

My critter cam caught these two touching noses. I don’t remember hearing a catfight, so this just might have been a greeting in passing.

I just thought I would share this photo of Squinty and Tom today.

They usually observe social distancing when eating, never staying this close to one another.

Now they have found sunny corners to warm themselves on the farm. Again living at a normal distance.

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The rescue

It was time to take Sunny for a walk this morning. I hadn’t planned to go far. But ended up walking for 30 minutes.

Along the way, I noticed a few worms had wiggled onto the shoulder of the road. They were covered with bits of gravel and soon would die.

I picked up one and deposited it back in the grassy ditch, not where it would drown, but where it could clean itself of the gravel and not get smashed on the road.

During my walk, I rescued 6 worms. It’s nothing earthshaking, except for those worms.

There are so many others in our world today who are real rescuers. I honor them all.

Still, doing my part this morning made me feel useful, if only to a half-dozen worms.

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Eggs of different colors

Every day, I go to the chicken coop and look for eggs. I have five hens, but only rarely do I have five eggs. Mostly, I get two or three.

So where did the little blue egg come from? Not my chickens, for sure.

The little egg was not near a tree. It was on the edge of the road, on the blacktop. Really odd, so I picked it up.

I wonder about the bird (probably a robin) who left her egg in an inappropriate location.

Usually, I find eggs that were hatched, broken into pieces. This was whole.

I had found a similar egg long ago. I put it in a pill bottle, set it in the refrigerator for years. After that long period, the inside dried up and eventually went to a science teacher–I will try to do the same with this one.

The chicken eggs were used for a pecan pie. They were delicious.

Today I shared with you just a little bit about the wildlife on Sunnybook Farm. I hope you can find nature’s beauty where you live, too.

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