This Week on the Farm: Random

On yoga night, this little orphan was left on our doorstep.

 

Frog Dog Pose

Here he joined us for yoga, demonstrating what one of the evening’s yogis dubbed as “frog dog.” He is also quite accomplished at savasana. Though you can’t see it in the picture, he is solid black except for the tiniest splotch of white at the very tip of his tail. Last night he demonstrated another one of his amazing talents: yodeling.

Periodically through the night, we awoke to hear him serenading us with,

“Yep! Yep! Yep! Noooooooooooooooooooo! Nooooooooooooo! Nooooooooooo!”

Is there a kind soul out there willing to give a loving home to this sweet puppy? (Please? I’ve tried pawning him off on everybody and still no takers yet.) 

I’ve raised two puppies in the last year.  With Project Moo-Moo underway, I am all out of puppy time. This guy is really, really cute though! And he won’t cry sweetly serenade you in the evening if you share your bed with him.

 

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In other news, a new family has moved in to the Angry Russian’s birdhouses.  The Angry Russian transformed into the Very Delighted Russian when I showed him.

Robin eggs in Angry Russian’s Birdhouse

…and speaking of eggs, Kiki has dethroned P. Recious Rainbow and installed herself on The Nest as Kiki Queen Mother. Either she is delusional or it is very close to hatching time, because she’s not budging.  Not even for food. Yesterday, after a tremendous amount of coaxing, begging, and singing on my part, she finally stood up enough for me to look at her eggs and see that no eggs had hatched just yet.

This was the song that finally got her up:

Kiki, Kiki you’re so pretty,

Let me see your eggs.

Kiki, Kiki you’re so pretty,

Stand up on your legs.

And! Here’s the melody for the first two lines…just in case you are ever faced with this situation and are in emergency need of a song:

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And last, but not least, I’m still going flower crazy.

bedraggled, but still beautiful

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This Week on the Farm: Duckie Drama

P. Recious Rainbow is out of control.

Don’t let that demure look fool you.

She has dethroned P. King and positioned herself as Queen Mother of the duck kingdom….

There are 18 eggs in this nest

She is uh…really fertile?

I knew she had eggs under her feathers, but no idea that there were THAT many until I offered her some cracked corn. This was an obvious violation of duck protocol. In fact, she found the gesture so offensive that she hissed at me. Twice.  Then she jumped up and went running around quacking ferociously about it, which disturbed all the other ducks.  Ordinarily, everyone follows P. King around and lets him bully them, but P. Recious Rainbow Queen Mother was in such state about the cracked corn incident that all the rest of them — including P. King — went chasing after her. It almost seemed like they were trying to console her with the wheezy whistling ruckus they created around her crazed quacking.

It was even more dramatic than the commotion P. King makes when he is feeling frisky and doing his “Sexy Time” dance with his wings splayed out running around on his tippy toes chasing after the girls.

So, I left, as I do when things get out of hand in the duck community. As I was leaving, I looked back.  P. Rainbow was standing outside her nest eyeing her eggs carefully.  She looked like she was counting them.