Apparently the grass is greener on the other side of the tire, too!
Stupid Goat, as we really do call her, was totally and completely stuck. Her little horns would catch every time she tried to pull her head out. I flipped the tire up and tried to help her, although she was fighting against me the whole time. The spiritual parallels are great, aren't they? I am so thankful we have such a patient God!
I know how fast the human brain works. : ) So let me say right off the bat - this post has nothing to do with my upcoming sonogram.
A couple of day ago, I collected this jumbo sized egg!!! That's a typical egg on the left. I was suspicious of what might be inside, so I made sure to crack it first and I was right...
Double yolks! Twins!!
There are the twins in the upper right, slightly smaller than the other yolks from the smaller eggs.
They were thoroughly enjoyed!
I hate snakes. I can't think of any reason to like them. I don't care if they eat rodents. The Bible says I will hate them, so I do. I was just talking about this with David & Elizabeth in the car when we got home and found this. This is the chicken snake that got in the chicken nesting boxes a couple of weeks ago. Grandpa came over & chopped it up for me. See the fat part of his body? One of my eggs. I hate snakes.
Last summer we got some guinea keets. They've grown & now serve as the power horses of bug eaters around the place. I bought 10. I have 2 males left. Some were lost to owls, some to coyotes. They're strange, loud birds. But they work hard.
So this year, I got 10 more. Just a few days ago. Aren't they cute??? : ) They stayed inside a few days, but they're already big enough & it is warm enough, that I moved them into a cage that is suspended inside the chicken coop. They've been outside for about 4 days now, I think.
This morning when I went out, I found yet another massacre scene. I hate snakes.
See how fat he is? He has swallowed 3 of the keets. 5 more lay dead. I assume they were squeezed to death. He was stuck inside the cage because his body was too fat to get out, now.
I hate snakes. Dad came to my rescue this time. Dad stabbed the serpent with rebar and a knife and when the snake got his neck through the wires, he found the pruning shears were not nice to him. I hate snakes. When Dad got the slithering beast out of the cage & held him up, he was over 6 feet long... and that was without his head.
