A January week in South Mountain

We finally finished the employee review in the chicken coop. A total of 36 birds have been promoted to the freezer the remaining chickens have officially received there permanent status as laying hens. One rooster has been mandated the hard duty of harem master. The lucky bird was named Curry as a reminder of his precarious status. Among the survivors a lucky bared rock rooster, disguised as a high egg production hen, has slipped threw the nets mesh. The weaselly rooster, now known as Rocky, will be kept in an unknown position as the chick union does not allow freezer promotion before the next employee review. Rocky has been quiet convincing as a capable breeder.

Here is typical young rhode island red hen and Curry, the official rooster.



Out of the chicken coop the week has been quite calm and usual. Everybody's daily highlight being Marley's happy walk. Parents, don't worry this is not a tipsy Mark. This is Mark and Marley in the motion of a fun "go get the ball" game. On the thread of dog walks, we dropped by the farm last night and had an improvised class and demonstration on artificial insemination of cows. Mark was offered to "arm" a cow, but declined. As for what that means...lets just say it involves a long glove that covers well up to the shoulder. A future photo (still featuring Mark) may illustrate this better.

Yes, this poor puppy has to pay her keep.

New improvement on the homestead, we traded in the old sleigh for a newly made lite aluminum kick sled. I originally welded up the sled to hopefully enter a "one dog" sledding race next weekend, but it turned out to be somewhat useful as a winter dog powered wheel barrow.
I'm still hopping to run on the race Sunday....to be followed...