Friday’s Hunt March 19

I’ve been all about Spring this past week.
I refuse to let the weather (that has been very un-Spring-like) get me down.
Spring.
Spring.
Spring.
1 more day to Spring!!

For today, though, I’ve got my offering for the Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills.
Prompts this week are Starts with K, Week’s Favorite and Drink.

Starts with K

Kitty!

Daisy Mae

She was only supposed to be a temporary indoor kitty, but the little pooh-stick turned into a permanent indoor resident.
It’s okay though…this girlie has personality to spare, and loves to talk up a storm. Here I caught her in the midst of talking to the trees and grass blowing about in the wind.

Week’s Favorite

My Old Man Odhinn…

Pretty Kitty ❤

14 years old, with a myriad of health issues, but still my main snuggle Kitty at night. Such a handsome boy! ❤

Drink

Heh. Lifeblood of the Universe…

Mmmmm, coffee!

Can’t start the day with out a good, steaming hot cup of coffee. 🙂

1 day, folks…
1 more day to Spring.

Farm Kitties

Every where I go on the Farm, there’s a cat.
Here a cat…
There a cat…
Every where a cat, cat…

Today I wanted to take a few shots of the horses dozing in the sunlight. Instead, I took kitty pictures.

Xena, asking for belly rubs…

She does love a good belly rub, that girl!
Then I hear meowing…

Ghost (in front) and Trouble

Every where Ghost goes, it’s with a conversation. He’s a talker that boy. Oh, and he’s a pretty big fan of the whole belly rub thing too.
So much for my big tough TomCat!

“Do you mind??!?”
~Gabrielle

She popped into a hoof hole to have a pee…seemed like a fine time to take her picture. Clearly, she is not impressed!
Notice the Ghost influenced eyes…she is obviously his daughter, seeing as how her Mama (Fiona) was a Siamese with blue eyes.

Finally, one from Saturday…

Max and Ruby

Just in case you don’t understand why this is hilarious to me, here’s a link:

Max and Ruby

Happy Wednesday…only 5 more days to Spring!!

Friday’s Hunt Feb. 19th

What a lovely week of weather we’ve had!
It’s hard to believe it’s February. Yesterday we hit an amazing +6*c.
Sooooo nice!

The horses have been happily basking in the sunshine and the hennys have loved every second of outdoor time they’ve gotten. My birds are spoiled, they do not like to get cold, so when it’s below -15*c, I leave them in the coop. But this warmth? They’re loving boking ’round the chicken yard, snow drifts and all.

This week’s prompts are Starts with G, Week’s Favorite and Pink.
And here’s my images…

Starts with G

Who else could possibly be used for the letter G, other than my Ghost?

<3

My big, sweet, supposedly feral, TomCat.
The Kid and I worked hard on gaining this guy’s trust, and now, he’s the best barn cat ever. Even when he follows me around the Farm yard yapping up a storm. 😉

Week’s Favorite

Well, you saw that image the other day:

I love this shot so much...feral or friendly Palomino?!?

I love this shot so much…feral or friendly Palomino?!?

Definitely my favorite shot of the week.

Pink

This one is a close second though…just shot fresh this morning, with the help of The Kid.

pink-mintsMs Cookie lipping up pink mints from The Kid’s hand.
And, a huge thank you to everyone who’s been asking about her, offering wishes of good health and been checking up on us.
Thankfully, my big donkey is back to her normal, delightful self..
Eating her beet pulp happily, and scrapping with Astrid again.

Sharing for Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills.

I Made it to “E”

Not too bad.
I’m 1/5th(ish) the way through the alphabet. Might make it to the end yet. 😉

This week’s prompts are Starts with E, Week’s Favorite, and Personal.

Starts with E

Who better than Erik the Viking?

Erik!!

Erik!!

He’s Nancy’s brother…the one who stayed outside. You can tell he’s a Ghost baby because of those eyes. Ghost throws babies with the same yellow eyes he has. ❤

Erik earned his name being a ‘fraidy cat.
To be fair, when his Mama left his siblings (Nancy, Robin, Suzie(used to be Sophie) and Baby) we didn’t know Erik had survived.
It was a huge surprise when he and his brother Thorfinn showed up out of nowhere.
First few times we caught Erik (and keep in mind, he was maybe 6 months old) he pooped himself. Flat out dropped a cat load.
I decided he needed a good, fierce warrior name to overcome the shame of crapping his cat pants.
He became Erik the Viking.
And yes, I use his full name when I call him. 😉
Just so he remembers his fierceness.

Week’s Favorite

Silly Palomino!

Silly Palomino!

That’s our long-necked Blonde Girl…head over the fence to lick snow on the other side. Why? Just because she can.

Personal

My personal favorite this week comes from another sunset shoot.

<3

Sharing for Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills.

Friday’s Hunt Jan. 28th

It’s been an interesting week.
I thought I had lost my feral tomcat Ghost to coyotes, but he reappeared yesterday. A little thinner, a little worse-for-wear, and in need of some of Mama Wolfie’s TLC…but, he came home, and that’s what matters. ❤

The horses have been braving climbing the snow drifts.
Not because they’re trying to walk out of the pasture (which, scarily enough, in a few places they probably could) but because the weather has them restless and bored.
One upside of this weather is they’re not eating as much hay, so a bale is lasting longer.
Downside is with them getting smaller portions, we’re out more often (even at night) to check and be sure there is enough in the feeders. Meh, who needs sleep, right? 😉

Chickens have been enjoying the weather too. Bok bok boking around their yard, chasing Xena who still thinks she’s a chicken even though she’s a cat, and just enjoying some much needed sunshine.
Sadly, we had to cull one henny. 😦
She had prolapsed again…after the first one died from a prolapse, I am no longer a softie about it. 1 treatment. If it happens again, then, we cull. I did have a discussion with the Other Two about calcium amounts…they didn’t realize when feeding that I put as much of the calcium supplement in the food as I did. When the hennys are outside more, it’s easier to offer calcium in a separate feeder, but it’s not as easy in the coop. So, now we’re all on the same page, and everyone seems to be doing well.

Cookie decided that stealing Daphne’s stick was a grand plan…there was even a moment of equine-canine tug of war going on.
Hilarious!!

On to pictures for this week’s prompts for Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills

Starts with D

How about Daphne?

Wild and crazy hound catching snow balls...

Wild and crazy hound catching snow balls…

"I got my stick!!!"

“I got my stick!!!”

Week’s Favorite

Astrid ❤

Climbing the snow drift, completely ignoring me telling her to get off there...

Climbing the snow drift, completely ignoring me telling her to get off there…

I have pictures that I’ll share later on of Ruby climbing that same drift and falling through the top crust…Astrid had to climb it because Ruby did. Toddlers.

Close Up

Helper Palomino just wants to help take pictures.

Helper Palomino just wants to help take pictures.

I was trying to get a sunset shot of her eye. Once again going for calm, ethereal beauty…
That’s so not my world.
LOL!!
Nope, **this** is my world…wide eyed Palomino trying to lick the lens while I’m pushing her muzzle away and laughing.
This image says so much about my world.

Brrrrrr!!

Holy son-of-a-motherless-goat!!!
It’s a frigid one on the Farm this morning…

All is well though…well, as well as can be when you get the 4:30am call that Hubby has a flat on the highway, and the batteries in the flashlight are dead.
*sigh*
Of course they are, because it’s -14million*c outside and no battery can withstand those temperatures.
Thankfully, he got it changed safely and made it off to work…no thanks to the douchebags who see a guy on the side of the highway and speed up…seriously folks, if you’re not gonna stop and offer a hand, then at least move over, and slow the fuck down, ‘kay?

Here on the homestead, we’re just staying warm…
Daisy Mae here, has the right idea:

Holding the heat vent down...

Holding the heat vent down…

Gotta love them little pink toes.
❤ sleepy kitty.

Stay warm, friends.
We’re in for a few more days of this deep freeze…

Frozen Wasteland?

Well, we’re definitely frozen, but not a wasteland. 😉
As much as we humans may not like these cold temperatures…*ahem* -32*c this morning, with a -42*c windchill…this is the time of year where the little deaths happen, so the re-birth and renewal can happen come Springtime.
This cold?
Very necessary for the climate we live in…
And so, when we have these cold temps, instead of complaining, I celebrate the fact that we have no wind.
This cold is so much easier to dress for, compared to -20 and 60km/hr winds…this cold is so much easier to keep the animals warm in, compared to -20 and 60km/hr winds…
This cold, I can handle. 😉

Yesterday, I braved that cold with my camera…YAY!!
13 days without it in hand was not pleasant.
But fatigue will do that to you…and that fatigue I blame the wind for. Like I said, cold and calm is easy to deal with…cold, windy and snowy? Ah hell no! That’ll suck the life out of ya so darn fast.

Any ways, a few pictures, with more to come, including Daphne with her log…that dog is nuts! lol

Sun set and Cookie

Sun set and Cookie

Look! She has a teeny heart-bum! ❤
That’s what I call their rumps when they’re carrying the right amount of weight to get through winter comfortably. It’s that little dip in between rump cheeks at the spine that makes the heart.
Even our Bella has a bit of a heart-bum now…that makes me happy, because she’s my hardest keeper.
Astrid, however, her bum has never looked like a heart…Astrid’s is like a peach.

See? Peach bum. ;)

See? Peach bum. 😉

While I was taking pictures of the horses in the sunset light, I had help…I always have help!
This time, it was Trouble.
He really does live up to his name.

Astrid does seem to love the cats...

Astrid does seem to love the cats…

She's licking him...and Trouble is just fine with it.

She’s licking him…and Trouble is just fine with it.

And then, there’s this…

"Bella, you sniffing Trouble's bum?" "Well of course I am, Mama!"

“Bella, you sniffing Trouble’s bum?”
“Well of course I am, Mama!”

I did tell her to be careful. Trouble is bad for letting the TomCat spray out to mark the horses as his. That would be awful to get up the nose!

Stay warm, friends! 🙂