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Tails from the Croft: Ostriches and Drambuie
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Tails from the Croft. Tuesday, 30 April 2013. Ostriches weigh about 28 stones, can run at 43 mph, and stand 10 feet tall. At five feet four inches, it never occurred to me that I would ever look one in the eye. I'll give you my sheep when you take. It from my cold, dead hands’ the ostrich’s eyes said ‘EH? 8217; Not a lot of brain room in that little skull. An awful lot of muscle on those lanky legs. Then a passing butterfly caught her attention and she was off galumphing after that…. A Very Special Cat.
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Tails from the Croft: August 2009
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Tails from the Croft. Sunday, 23 August 2009. Storm, as we called him, never did manage to get a feed from mum, so he was hand reared with two rejected goat kids, and is doing very well as an honorary goat. He never did forget the comforts of the kitchen, and on occasion, when the door has been left open, he has been found cuddling up to the Rayburn with the dogs, quite at home…. Monday, 3 August 2009. Swimming around the pond with my poor Indian Runner duck in its mouth I just waded in – literally.
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Tails from the Croft. Friday, 5 April 2013. The chicken house keeps moving - I know it keeps moving because I built it on a square of paving slabs. Some mornings it’s about 10 inches further north, some mornings it’s about 10 inches further towards the south. It is being moved by an unstoppable force which likes to flex its muscles regularly – the wind. I do live in an elevated position, unsheltered by any natural features. Once completed the polytunnel became a haven of peace and tranquillity – fo...
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Tails from the Croft. Wednesday, 3 April 2013. Lesser members of the herd also find their niche in life. Some are professional mothers – looking out for their kids long after they need to. Others become athletes – jumping hurdles, sprinting and even climbing trees to reach the juiciest leaves. Goats are truly wonderful animals – they do not smell (well, Billy goats do – but most goats are female or castrated male and definitely do not smell.). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Very Special Cat.
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Tails from the Croft: A Very Special Cat
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Tails from the Croft. Saturday, 20 April 2013. A Very Special Cat. Since turning up from nowhere about 3 years ago, Spooky has adopted me as his constant companion. He started by being a regular visitor to the barn, getting fed alongside the other farm cat Twinkle, but refused to ever come in the house, despite his immaculately groomed fur and excellent manners, he maintained that he was an outdoors cat. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Very Special Cat. A Moment of Madness. View my complete profile.
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Tails from the Croft: April 2013
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Tails from the Croft. Tuesday, 30 April 2013. Ostriches weigh about 28 stones, can run at 43 mph, and stand 10 feet tall. At five feet four inches, it never occurred to me that I would ever look one in the eye. I'll give you my sheep when you take. It from my cold, dead hands’ the ostrich’s eyes said ‘EH? 8217; Not a lot of brain room in that little skull. An awful lot of muscle on those lanky legs. Then a passing butterfly caught her attention and she was off galumphing after that…. A Very Special Cat.
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Tails from the Croft: July 2009
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Tails from the Croft. Friday, 31 July 2009. Thursday, 30 July 2009. I advertised in the local ‘green paper’ and was contacted by two breeders who had excess stock. Some sheep were duly purchased over the phone and the owners kindly agreed to deliver. Shortly after the arrival of our 3 young Jacob sheep two more mature ewes arrived from the Black Isle. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Me and my friend Snowy.
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Tails from the Croft: Duck soup
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Tails from the Croft. Monday, 3 August 2009. My wellies were full of muddy water, my feet were slipping and sliding in all directions on the slimy bottom of the pond, my arms flailing around, shouting at the top of my voice with no real plan of action in mind. When I saw that. Swimming around the pond with my poor Indian Runner duck in its mouth I just waded in – literally. 3 August 2009 at 09:38. That seems strange for a dog. I would expect it of a cat though. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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