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Poppy

Poppy belongs to Jill.  (Because again….who in their right mind needs two mini donkeys? Or three mini horses?  Or two Ginormous White Slobbering Dogs?)

Poppy

See… we went shopping for a mini cow (Lilly) for Anthony and Jill fell in love with a baby mini donkey.  She claims the donkey mama asked her to take her baby but I’m not so sure.  Can Jill really speak donkey?

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Going to these other farms is tricky business. We were lucky to get out of there with just a mini cow, baby donkey and two goats!!  There was also a pony Ashley has her eye on…..

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Poppy was born in a petting zoo and LOVES people! She can’t wait to meet everyone!

Lilly

Lilly is one of our bodacious bovines. Anthony (one of our Jr Farmers) had his heart set on getting a mini cow as a pet. And not just any mini cow – he wanted a mini Scottish Highlander. He saved his money for over a year and in April 2014 was able to pick up his new pet!

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Lilly is a GREAT addition to the farm!

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Birds – Meet The Flock

Chickens

For years and years and years I have wanted chickens.   (Not that anyone really wants chickens….what I wanted were the eggs.)  Each spring, the local feed stores have oodles of the little peepers.  I would look at them longingly, but the reality of no coop left me chickenless.   So last year my husband went to a local farm supply store and bought ten chicks.  Bantams.  Bantams!!!  What good are bantams!?!?  They lay tiny eggs and they’re about the size of a cornish game hen when in the stew pot.   (Why do I let him go to town alone?)

GusGus and chicks I have to say though, I kinda started to like those fluffy little feet of theirs and they seemed to have personality.  But then they started crowing….yup…SIX of the ten were roosters – no eggs!  Rooster noodle soup!

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 I made sure to order some layer/meat type birds to pick up the slack.  The beauty part is that once you have the chickens, you are FORCED to come up with a coop.  We should have done that years ago!

Here’s another chicken story, “The Trouble With Chickens”.

 GuineaFowl

A couple summers ago, Walli contracted Lyme’s disease.  Right then and there, I declared war on ticks.  I was told that the best (natural) way to eradicate those nasty little blood sucking bugs was with guineafowl(Here’s a link to Laura’s post on “Guinea Monsters From Hell”. She is PHOBIC about poultry!)

Turns out keeping guinea birds alive is trickier than one would think.  They like to wander, the entire flock shares one brain (not actually verified), they are not very trainable and their biggest defense from predators is yelling like crazy.   (Except when I am trying to catch them….then they are ninjas.)

baby gunieas, guinea fowl, cook's country connectionBaby guineas are sooo cute!  

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Not so much when they get older…..uuuuuugggglllyyyy!

Luckily I don’t give up easily, as long as there are ticks I am GOING to have guinea birds.  I don’t care how noisy they are.  Besides, I have a bantam chicken trying to hatch a golf ball so if I give her some guinea eggs to sit on it will give her life purpose – I call that a “win-win”.

Stanley

Stanley is our barn cat.  He came to the farm the winter of 2012 – his name was “Kitty” but my friend’s daughter thought he should have a better name.  When asked what a better name might be, she said, “I don’t know…like Stanley or something”.   Good enough for me.

Stanley isn’t considered an “exhibit animal” but he is a cat, and wanders wherever he pleases.  He may or may not stroll through and say “hi” while you’re here.

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I was worried that he wouldn’t want to stay here, but said I would give it a try.  JaiJai had been an absolute brat to our other cats.

cat, barn cat, ginormous white slobbering dogCats are NOT squeaky toys!!

As it turns out, Stanley is the perfect barn cat for the farm.  He doesn’t run from the Ginormous White Slobbering Dog…or any of the other dogs for that matter.

A cat that doesn’t run – doesn’t get chased.

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Genius!

Llamas – llama llama llama!!

So when and how exactly did I become a llama farmer???  Like most of the animals around here, they “needed a good home”.  (A line I am starting to meet with more and more skepticism.)

The first question everyone asks when they hear I have llamas is “do they spit?”.   Valid question and the answer is – it totally depends on what you are doing to them.

You can tell by llamas (and alpacas) ears, how annoying they are finding their current circumstances.  And I have discovered that there are varying degrees and intensities of “spit”.

llama spitThis is my “look out – you’re gonna get it” look.

Before any spitting happens there is a warning look.  If you are paying attention and don’t have to continue doing what you are doing, you won’t get spit on.

After the warning look, and if you, the assailant, hasn’t backed off, there is a warning spit.  This is mostly whatever is in their mouth at the moment and it’s usually directed over the offender’s ( your) head.  Most often they do this to each other over food.

Llamas don’t have much for defense mechanisms – they can run away or they can spit.  The “I’m really ticked off” or “I’m absolutely terrified” spit is the stuff you need to look out for.  This is the nastiest, most vile- smelling yuk ever!  It is projectile vomit right from the bottom of their third stomach.  It shouldn’t even be called “spit” if you ask me.  A different “s” word comes to mind and more closely describes that stuff.

The only time I have gotten this is when I am doing something really unpleasant or scary.  Shots, shearing, sometimes haltering…. anything that involves cornering or tackling has landed me in the crosshairs.

Moral of the story:  Don’t harass or annoy the llamas and you’ll be fine!

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Spitting aside, I find that the llamas are curious, inquisitive and a whole lot of fun to have around!

Meet the herd!

Nelly  Nelly

Sophie the llama

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And just for fun, here is the llama song we sing ALL. THE. TIME.

MollyMoo

MollyMoo came to the farm in April 2013. She was about 24 hours old and rode home in the back of Jill’s suburban.

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I have to admit, I wasn’t convinced she would survive. She had been separated from her mother in a sleet, snow, spring-type, yuk storm, stepped on by another cow, and was sooo little!

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 But survive she did! The first few weeks I was making bottles every four hours day and night. She  had to wear a kid’s size vest to keep her warm due to a wound on her side.

From there, we increased the amount of milk and lengthened the time between bottles until she graduated to two bottles a day. From bottle to bucket and then to solid food, she went from that cute little baby to one BIG BODACIOUS BOVINE!

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Did I mention that she is Paul’s favorite animal on the farm?

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Madelyn

Madelyn, Fancy, Annie and W-72 are the farm’s Huacaya alpacas.

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Alpacas are in the camel family and bred for their fiber (and meat but we don’t think about that!).  The fiber from an alpaca is warmer than wool and softer than cashmere.  It makes a person really want to hug and smooch them.  Unfortunately alpacas aren’t much into being hugged and smooched.

What they look like depends on when you visit the farm.  This picture shows Madelyn after shearing and Maddox before!

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