Remember the kittens my wife and I found in the garage several weeks ago? One was dead, three were alive. A second died in the first two weeks… but two kittens survived for several weeks. The last two both died Sunday, November 23rd.
When we first found them, my wife took it upon herself to bottle feed the kittens. That means for the first couple weeks, she fed them every four hours. But a four weeks ago, they began sleeping through the night.
But three days ago, their bellies became bloated, and they got diarrhea… we were concerned. This was a possibility after the kittens switched from formula to solidish food.
Well… Sunday morning, one was dead… and the other died soon after. Had the kittens survived, we would have put them up for adoption. So we are sad… but we will be okay.
Remember the kittens my wife and I found in the garage a couple weeks ago? One was dead, three were alive. Well two of the three kittens survived, and they seem to be doing well. My wife bottle fed the kittens every four hours… which left her exhausted… and also left me exhausted because I woke up most of the time when she fed the kittens.
Starting Friday October 17th, the kittens began sleeping through the night without needing fed… at 2 a.m., 6 a.m., etc… so that has made things easier! But my sleep schedule still has me waking up at odd times of the night. When my sleep schedule finally resets I will feel better about the kittens.
These pictures were taken Friday October 17th, when the kittens were 15 days old.
My wife says the kittens are cute. I don’t know. Maybe, but they messed up my sleep schedule (and my wife’s sleep schedule). Now that we can start sleeping better maybe the kittens will look cuter to me. Maybe…
Chickens are starting to appear in larger and larger numbers in animal shelters. Animal shelters? Really?
Really really. This is a real story. The story goes on to say that people no longer want their chickens after the birds have stopped laying eggs, and just don’t know what to do with them! Are we really spending tax payer dollars, or donor dollars, on abandoned chickens because people do not know what to do with them?
My wife and I have backyard chickens. When these chickens stop laying eggs, they are not going to become pets. They are not going to be dumped on some poor overworked/underfunded animal shelter. And they are not going to be dumped in some neighborhood like a college kid’s puppy that is no longer wanted because summer break has arrived. This is a real problem. Yes, sadly Country Catches Critical Chicken Crisis (c5) is not a joke. This is a reflection of the super-modernized, super-sanitized culture we live in. People sit at their computer screens, distant from the “dirty” processes that make the real world run.
“The majority of them are going to be backyard birds that have been either abandoned or dumped,” he said. “Usually, no one wants roosters, and the hens we get are usually spent hens. People don’t know what to do with their old hens. I’ve picked them up at apartment complexes, parks, or I get calls from the Humane Society or animal control.”–OPB
Well, there is an old fashioned remedy that has been passed down for generations which can deal with c5. And I’m going to share it with you, here… for free!! That’s right! You won’t need to purchase a membership, buy a poorly written book, or attend a seminar in Las Vegas.
The Remedy to c5 is… (drum roll please): It’s called chicken dinner. I know some of you may not have realized that chicken dinner is made from chickens. You probably thought chickens grew on trees or were manufactured by a new Monsanto wonder plant. But in reality, chicken dinner is made from chicken.
First, you kill the chicken (yeah, this is old school). Second, you pluck the chicken. Third, you gut the chicken. Fourth, you prep the chicken for cooking (my wife normally does this, and it is an overnight process). Fifth, prep the chicken via your favorite recipe and then toss it in the oven/skillet/crock pot. Sixth, you EAT the chicken. For some of you, this old fashioned method of what to do with chickens after they have stopped laying eggs may seem a bit barbaric. Well grow up. At the very least you could sell them on craigslist to someone else that will eat them.
Think before you get chickens. If you want backyard chickens but don’t have the stomach to eat them, then you shouldn’t get backyard chickens. What’s the problem with eating chickens? I mean seriously… chicken tastes like… chicken.
Honestly, backyard chickens filling up animal shelters is absurd… wake up America.
This morning started out like any other morning. I was half awake, in my pajamas, outside feeding the rabbits and chickens. And then my husband shouted from the garage door “There’s an opossum in the cat food!”
It was suddenly not an ordinary day, and I was very awake.
Turns out a very young opossum had gotten into our garage and into the cat food bag. The cat and dog food bags are stored in an aluminum trash can with a tight fitting lid, but it must not have been put on correctly last night. It happens; I’m just glad hubby looked into the bag before reaching in.
The ‘possum wasn’t going anywhere, so hubby went inside to put on something more substantial than pajamas. I got the pitchfork and decided to make sure THIS opossum never graduated to eating my chicken’s eggs – but hubby had other ideas.