We interrupt our chicken programming
For this very important canine message
You are so loved by your pack. I just thought you should know.
— Sweet Molly Girl, 2006 - 2021
Here’s What’s Happening At Good Spirits Farm
It’s been a sad week on the farm since our 15-year-old pup, Molly, made it clear this life was becoming too painful to bear. Chris is still in Washington helping on wildfires, so he said his goodbyes from afar, which was so hard. Boy does this place feel quiet without her.
I impulse-bought 15 new chicks to try and make myself feel better about losing Molly. The stupidity of that plan made itself abundantly clear when, three hours after placing my non-refundable order, I walked outside to see one of our hens had cleverly hidden herself between two hay bales and had secretly hatched out 13 (13!!!) chicks. There are now chicks everywhere! I’m going to have to work really hard next year to market all these eggs
Our Thanksgiving turkeys arrived yesterday too, adding to the general feeling of chicky mayhem. Turkey poults are notoriously dumb. They’ll die because they forget to do things like…eat. I purposefully bought chicks and poults at the same time because the chicks will show the turkeys where the food and water are. We’ll turn these turkeys into MENSA members yet!
Lastly, we FINALLY got water put in on the far side of our property. The project cost twice as much as I expected, but after months of carrying buckets of water across the farm by hand, I would have paid just about anything to have that work done.
Here’s What I Loved This Week
The amazing compassion of our local veterinarian who came out on a Sunday to help us give Molly peace. Next time you see your vet, don’t forget to tell them how much you appreciate them. I also love this comic someone sent me, about our dogs arriving on the other side of the rainbow bridge.