I Hate it when I don't post.

I went to Colorado, then I went to see the Space Shuttle take off.

It is one of the neatest things mankind has accomplished, I am stunned by it every time. I want to get as close as I can to it, to hear it and feel it, the way you feel the base drum go by in the parade, and have it echo into your stomach. I can see it take off from down the street here, like 250 miles away, but its like a welders torch flame 2 blocks away. I've driven the trip like 6 times now, to only see it take off three times. I saw the one that blew up, running back and forth to the house to see why it suddenly stopped, I stood outside boo hooing with the rest of the country.

We have new chickn babies, and the hen took the chikns and left the nest. I cleaned out what eggs didn't hatch, and upon carrying the eggs to the trash, i heard the distinct sound of peeping. Horror-stricken (chickens can do that to you) I searched the trash, thru exploded eggs, thru trash, and had to lay all the eggs out in the driveway while i held my breath, to find the peeping egg. FINALLY i got it, put it in a box with a light on it, and behold. A new house chicken. The others were a good 3 days older, there was no way to put this one with the others. It couldnt keep up, much less her rejecting it. This one is now a few weeks old, and still hasn't shut up. I never heard a chicken talk so much. I have no idea if its a boy or girl, but it is incredibly independent and is not much for being held, but wants to run along wherever we go, and its hard to watch your feet and walk. My husband is trying to teach it to sit, we'll see. I would keep him/her in the house more, but it talks constantly. Not the annoying peep peep type "i need attn" but more a constant rattle of chikn conversation. Wish me luck.

We had an odd event. A chicken here seems to have fallen in love with the pig. They sleep together, all nestled up, and she guards his food, I've seen her fly up at the burro, and he ran off. She walks around all puffed out, like he's her baby or something, and I caught this video on my phone.



More news as it plays out, here at S.A.

Our Impenetrable Fence

Our yard is totally fenced, and this is about the 5th one so
far. This one, tho, was huge. Did he know there was a lake
3 fences and a brushpile away? We turned the hose on for
him and he drank, then Dad and Bink took him to the lake,
in a chickn bucket.

An armadillo visited again last night, made so much noise
I KNEW he'd never hear the back door squeak, so I snuck
out and sat on a stone wall and waited for him. They don't
bite, right? He came within 3 feet of me, and stood up like
a bunny, decided something was just not right, and he
scooted off, not really in a hurry, but kind of nervous.
I could hear him across the yard scrapin' around for bugs.

There's more chicken babies, one so far has disappeared
and another almost disappeared yesterday. We had a
wind storm, it knocked over things in the yard, notably 2
sheets of plywood resting on the fence. What would be the
chance that at that very moment, a chicken baby would be
walking by? This ends good. Don't panic. Yes.
The plywood fell over on the grass, and the chicken baby
was under it, BUT. What saved the chickn baby was
the fact that there had been a rake against the plywood,
which landed tines up under the plywood, and guess who
was found up against the tines? Yes, a perfectly healthy
but frustrated baby chikn that had been sitting in one place
for at least 4 hrs. Her legs were a bit stiff, but she found
her mother in 2 seconds and was out eating immediately.
We were amazed.