Chickens and Stuff

I went out just a bit ago. A storm is coming in and I always like to sit and watch as the wind is blowing and the clouds look like ships at full mast. The front is coming down from Alaska so when that happens the air smells fresh and what I imagine the glaciers must smell like. I grabbed my chair and I had a cup of hot coffee and I sat sipping as I watched the trees sway in the wind.

I have mentioned it before but I have cute mice that live in my chicken coop. They enjoy the cracked corn that I feed my chickens. The mice that live down there look like to circles oO-- with cute, little tiny ears and little legs and tails. My very lazy kitty has decided that my coop is the place to be so she sits and watches. She has caught a couple of mice this week. I am glad I am not a mouse. She never eats them though. Just plays with them.

I decided it was time to go collect eggs, not realizing the cat was playing with a mouse. Sasha ran over, and took the mouse. Sasha is a herding dog by instinct. She doesn't know how to catch mice she tries to herd them like she does my chickens. The mouse, seeing that it has a way of escape bounces over to me. I have mentioned to you before that I hate mice I don't care how cute. It sees my pant leg as a place of safety. I felt bad about it by I kicked that poor little mouse clear across the yard while screaming at the dog and the cat.

I can never figure out why I look like a place of safety. Before I could get away the mouse turned and ran to me again. I just ran to the gate and went out in the pasture. I left the dog and the cat. After I collected the eggs and was going the long way around to get to the back door. Sasha was throwing the mouse up in the air and catching it. You know most the time I treat that dog like a person. I am so disgusted with her she is just a dog right now.

The chickens of course, watched with glee. Sometimes I think I am really tired of animals. Except the chickens do pay their way. They are starting to lay eggs again which makes me so happy. I love fresh eggs so much.

I think they are all so pretty.

I am so glad tomorrow is Friday. I just love Fridays, and one with a storm just makes for a perfect day.

Thanks so much for stopping by,
~Kim~