[peggydavis]

Originally Posted by redbird4848

We (meaning I) haven't even turned over the dirt yet. I dread using the rototiller. I need to hire someone to do it. Can I borrow someone's combine? Peg, we are thinking of getting a few chickens. The price of eggs is over $2.00/dozen and Don threw a fit.

We have a hen house that hasn't been used in years. But it is pretty small. I look forward to fresh eggs, but not to cleaning up the hen house.

I have a about a dozen roosters you can have.

My husband insists on keeping our chickens in a pen, so they are not laying much, or something is wrong. They seem to be able to raise plenty of little chickens, all males.

I like to just let the chickens run around during the day, then close them up at night. The eggs taste better that way, but the hens do get killed one by one.

[Synopsis]

Originally Posted by Goodpasture

This is whats left of my great grandparents homestead outside of Hennessey. It is just half a mile north of Lacey.

If I were you Goodpasture I'd take a board off that old house and keep it for sentimental reasons. But that's me, I'm sentimental..

[_redbird_]

Originally Posted by peggydavis

I have a about a dozen roosters you can have.

My husband insists on keeping our chickens in a pen, so they are not laying much, or something is wrong. They seem to be able to raise plenty of little chickens, all males.

I like to just let the chickens run around during the day, then close them up at night. The eggs taste better that way, but the hens do get killed one by one.

I agree. My grandma used to let her hens run free and they always returned to the hen house on their own. But Don wants the chickens penned. He does have the experience of raising them here, so I will let him have his way. Now guineas is what I would like to have. But our neighbor's guineas all flew the coop a few days after she brought hem home. It was funny as heck. She thought they were pets and they just flew off.

[mkfarnam]

Originally Posted by Synopsis

If I were you Goodpasture I'd take a board off that old house and keep it for sentimental reasons. But that's me, I'm sentimental..

My Step fathers folks, we called them Maw & Paw. They were what you might call backwoods people. My home town in Michigan was a logging town and both my Step dad and Paw were loggers (My brother and I worked in the woods on weekends, cutting trees or carrying a measuring poll to measure 8ft logs.)
Anyway, Paw had this house out in a wooded area called Hoxyville. Actually it was on a backroad intersection with one general store down the road. The house had no power, just an out house. That area was considered a township and Hoxyville can be found on a map.
I went back there 2 years ago, the property is still there with just the foundation, but the out house is still standing.
I can't remember how mant times I've used that thing in the dead of the Michigan winters

[Synopsis]

Originally Posted by mkfarnam

My Step fathers folks, we called them Maw & Paw. They were what you might call backwoods people. My home town in Michigan was a logging town and both my Step dad and Paw were loggers (My brother and I worked in the woods on weekends, cutting trees or carrying a measuring poll to measure 8ft logs.)
Anyway, Paw had this house out in a wooded area called Hoxyville. Actually it was on a backroad intersection with one general store down the road. The house had no power, just an out house. That area was considered a township and Hoxyville can be found on a map.
I went back there 2 years ago, the property is still there with just the foundation, but the out house is still standing.
I can't remember how mant times I've used that thing in the dead of the Michigan winters:confused

We had an outhouse growing up the first 12 years of my life.. Now, Oklahoma Winters don't get as cold as Michigan Winters but I remember some pretty cold trips, sometimes through the snow, to that outhouse. The best thing about the winters were that you didn't have to worry about bugs! Only the occasional curious cow sticking his head in there to see what was going on..

[mkfarnam]

One time I was in that outhouse in the middle of the night. It was summer and this thing is way out in the woods.
I heard a scraping noise and the whole thing was shaking. There was this knot hole on the side about the size of a hand ball, the moon was out so saw a shadow and then an eyeball peek through. It was 2 deer out for a midnight snack. I kicked the wall a scared them off.

[Synopsis]

Originally Posted by mkfarnam

One time I was in that outhouse in the middle of the night. It was summer and this thing is way out in the woods.
I heard a scraping noise and the whole thing was shaking. There was this knot hole on the side about the size of a hand ball, the moon was out so saw a shadow and then an eyeball peek through. It was 2 deer out for a midnight snack. I kicked the wall a scared them off.

That's hilarious! They were getting an eyeful of MK! Peeping Tom Deer!

The cows we had were always curious what was going on. Nothing like hearing heavy breathing and a giant head poking in to take a look when you're at your most vulnerable.

[J double R]

Originally Posted by Synopsis

Only the occasional curious cow sticking his head in there to see what was going on..

nothing like a good startle to keep things moving, eh?

[mkfarnam]

Have you ever been licked by a cow?

[Goodpasture]

Originally Posted by mkfarnam

Have you ever been licked by a cow?

yeah, but I get even.....I LOVE tongue sandwiches.......