yeh she mustnt care for animals if she can shoot them over a little fight
The P & L DAILY CHAT THREAD #1 - Anything goes!!!
thanks veryone, i am feeling better, nothing like a tolberone, some goobers, and two tall glasses of brandywine nectar [my goat's milk]
even when you ahve to defend your children, your property, your livestock poultry and pets, life is still grand when you know you CAN...
tf
tf, know I am late; but just have to put my 2cents in.....you are right, she can't live forever & someone else she will have to answer to IS WATCHING. She won't have a chance. Her & son are going straight down stairs for sure! The devil will take care of those B@#$%^
This makes me so MAD! Hope the next few days go well for you
oh yeh i forgot she lik 80 sumthin isnt she so the miserable old bat should cark it soon right
my poor husband, you would htink he'd have figured out by now that i can handle myself in these situations, but this stuff still makes him worry for my safety... he is just a worry wart...
we will see how the day goes. she won't do anything till after my mom leaves for work, so the chickens are still penned up. BUT NOT FOR MUCH LONGER!
did not mean to hijack this thread, but it seemed the most appropriate for posting this.
y'all, you guys, yous, and yousns make me feel SO much better... any of you would make wonderful neighbors!
;-)tf
Can you just imagine if all of us Chicken Slaves gathered up all our critters and lived next to each other! Oh my gosh......now that would for sure be a sight!! I bet your nutso neighbors would head for the hills then! lol : )
Christy
there's a lot of property around us that is vacant, ought to be for sale...
ha ha ha! : )
I could see it now, Tam your rooster is over here doing his thing with my girls, Christy your hens are here flaunting in front of my rooster. Wouldnt that be fun. We could have a play date.
and no porperty boundaries, ass long as everyone returns to their own coop by curfue...
lol yea
lol..
and poor nemo just movin to the left... in circles like a little smurf
Oh gosh yes nemo and bob oh goodness. We could all meet at the central locally feed bin with coffee and feed and water the chickens then sit in the shade and type to each other.
oh, no if you are here, you will have to listen to me TALK!!! we will need a LOT of shade trees...
No shotguns allowed! tf
sure no prob! i am better with my 22...
LMAO TF!!!!!
Hey we do need someone to defend us.
Oh yea....a lot of shade trees. Listen to you talk tf? No problem....if you've seen me 'talk' on here, can you imagine me in person? ha ha hee hee Me jabbering so much has been good practice for my DH......my 5 yr old DD is just like me and NEVER stops talking! LOL
Christy
I'd probably go run my mouth off to the crazy bird next door. You'd see me running back and hear shots as I dove behind one of those shade trees. I'd find her buttons I'm sure, then I'd break them off, lol ; )
well, my kids el tell ya'll, I'd catch her bullets and hurl them back at her!
LOL....hey, we could set up scheduled neighborly 'visits' and take turns talking their heads off!! Between all the critters and endless chattering, I bet they would see that the place has truly gone to the birds!!! And hey....we could compare notes on the best trees to dive behind!! LOL
Christy
LOL yea Christy I would say the biggest one. Patch and fran I will be right behind ya going over there to get her under control, they would never find any evidence with the son, and right in front leading the way to that big tree.
hey, i have great cover there, a six foot cedar privacy fence, with RR ties stacked two high at the bottom, and filled with manure and bags of grass cli[ppins... perfect cover!
Wonder if we would all be easy target's though if we were all sporting tie die shirts that said 'Fritch, Texas' on them? hee hee hee!
Christy
well, you suppose we could special order tie dye in Camo colors? and write "just go ahead and shoot my chicken!" on the back?
My tye-dye will just have the regular peace sign on it. According to my dad ( a vietnam vet), it's the footprint of the american chicken anyways, lol. Yeah, he's a little touchy ; ) Makes for great conversation in my family since I'm a regular tree-hugger at heart.
thats too cute patch!
tell your dad chicks have FOUR feet LOL
tf, four feet or four toes?
No--it works--the old peace signs had the one from the top and three at the bottom--so four. Of course I think tf meant toes--but I'm not sure what her breeding program is up to.....
lol.. no one does really..
OK, i am checking in with my chicken head friends before i head out to serach for missing duck with babies.
she found a better hiding spot, couldn't count the babies, but i bet all is well.
as for my breeding program?, maybe you all should be more concerned with my counting ability LOL
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OK, so i would like to see this interesting PEACE sign. & i have seen pictures of four-footed chickens. as a matter of fact one chicken farmer I knew attempted to breed them, had TONS. WHEN I ASKED IF THEY TASTED ANY BETTER he said, "can't say, they ran so fast i was never able to eat one!"
I would love a four-legged chicken, love dark meat--hate white. Not Cornish Rex for me!
honerstly the second two legs just weren't very meaty...
wow i hav never seen a 4 leged chicken i think it would look funny
kind of like that cartoon dinasour.. I have a big head.. but little arms.. hehe
LMAO
I had to LMAO Just remember to breathe thu this
GARDEN SNAKES CAN BE DANGEROUS...
Snakes also known as Garter Snakes (Thamnophissirtalis) can be
dangerous. Yes, grass snakes, not rattlesnakes. Here's why.
A couple in Sweetwater , Texas , had a lot of potted plants. During a
recent cold spell, the wife was bringing a lot of them indoors to protect
them from a possible freeze.
It turned out that a little green garden grass snake was hidden in one of
the plants. When it had
warmed up, it slithered out and the wife saw it go under the sofa.
She let out a very loud scream.
The husband (who was taking a shower) ran out into the living room naked
to see what the problem was. She told him there was a snake under the
sofa.
He got down on the floor on his hands and knees to look for it. About that
time the family dog came and cold-nosed him on the behind. He thought the
snake had bitten him, so he screamed and fell over on the floor.
His wife thought he had had a heart attack, so she covered him up, told
him to lie still and called an ambulance.
The attendants rushed in, would not listen to his protests, loaded him on
the stretcher, and started carrying him out.
About that time, the snake came out from under the sofa and the Emergency
Medical Technician saw it and dropped his end of the stretcher. That's
when the man broke his leg and why he is still in the hospital.
The wife still had the problem of the snake in the house, so she called on
a neighbor who volunteered to capture the snake. He armed himself with a
rolled-up newspaper and began poking under the couch. Soon he decided it
was gone and told the woman, who sat down on the sofa in relief.
But while relaxing, her hand dangled in between the cushions, where she
felt the snake wriggling around. She screamed and fainted, the snake
rushed back under the sofa.
The neighbor man, seeing her lying there passed out, tried to use CPR to
revive her.
The neighbor's wife, who had just returned from shopping at the grocery
store, saw her husband's mouth on the woman's mouth and slammed her
husband in the back of the head with a bag of canned goods, knocking him
out and cutting his scalp to a point where it needed stitches.
The noise woke the woman from her dead faint and she saw her neighbor
lying on the floor with his wife bending over him, so she assumed that the
snake had bitten him. She went to the kitchen and got a small bottle of
whiskey, and began pouring it down the man's throat.
By now, the police had arrived.
Breathe here......
They saw the unconscious man, smelled the whiskey, and assumed that a
drunken fight had occurred. They were about to arrest them all, when the
women tried to explain how it all happened over a little green snake.
The police called an ambulance, which took away the neighbor and his
sobbing wife.
Now, the little snake again crawled out from under the sofa and one of the
policemen drew his gun and fired at it. He missed the snake and hit the
leg of the end table. The table fell over, the lamp on it shattered and,
as the bulb broke, it started a fire in the drapes.
The other policeman tried to beat out the flames, and fell through the
window into the yard on top of the family dog who, startled, jumped out
and raced into the street, where an oncoming car swerved to avoid it and
smashed into the parked police car.
Meanwhile, neighbors saw the burning drapes and called in the fire
department. The firemen had started raising the fire ladder when they
were halfway down the street. The rising ladder tore out the overhead
wires, put out the power, and disconnected the telephones in a ten-square
city block area (but they did get the house fire out).
Time passed! Both men were discharged from the hospital, the house was
repaired, the dog came home, the police acquired a new car and all was
right with their world.
A while later they were watching TV and the weatherman announced a cold
snap for that night. The wife asked her husband if he thought they should
bring in their plants for the night.
And that's when he shot her.