Sable and the Cats

I swear, I can’t go take pictures in the pasture without a feline escort.
Ever.
I won’t judge the cats…I think they think the Food Lady might be doing something fun.
So they have to come help.
Or, in Max’s case, he feels like he needs to keep me safe. 😉
My Max is sweetheart. ❤

The other day, I was out taking pictures of the mares after our windy, snowy night, and as usual…
Well, check the picture out for yourself…

Sable’s having a lovely nap in the warm sun and the cats (Xena sitting, Trouble walking) are keeping us all company.
That’s life on my oddball little Farm.
😂😂😂

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Oh, Hello!

How do you know it’s Spring at Midnight Calico Farm?

Because all the feral/stray/other farm cats show up here looking for a meal.

This fellow:

Appeared in the garage a while ago…
Maybe a month?
Maybe more.
They’re always really sketchy when they first arrive.
Then they learn that food arrives twice daily up at the house.
If you miss those meals, you have to hunt.

He’s been here long enough to know about meals.
He’s been here long enough to know about drinking from the horse trough.

So now the plan is to try and trap him and get him in for neutering.
As always, boys are welcome to stay so long as they’re not hormonal assholes who beat up the other cats.
So far, it seems he’s young enough that the raging hormones haven’t taken over.
Plus it helps that all my girls are fixed too.
🙂

Oh and his name?
Hobbes.
Because he absolutely looks like the wonderful stuffed tiger from my favorite comic strip ever, Calvin and Hobbes.

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Cap’t Jack

He’s a handsome fellow…

JackCat

Definitely related to the others in the clowder.
He’s got the yellow eyes that mark him as related to our Ghost somehow.
Not sure if he’s a Ghost baby…

Or if he’s one of Trouble’s offspring…

Trouble is a Ghost baby for sure…

Ghost (in front) and Trouble

So we just aren’t sure if Cap’t Jack is a Ghost son or grandson.
Either way, he’s due for getting neutered.
Both Ghost (who disappeared in the spring 😥  ) and Trouble got neutered, and soon, Jack will too.

For fun, here’s a few baby pictures of Trouble, because he was such a cute little guy. 🙂

Trouble hunts and kills a birdie.

Well now, this is interesting…

Time for a bath…

And my favorite…

That Trouble is an adorable little fellow, that’s for sure!

So you can see Cap’t Jack is a Midnight Calico Farm cat, through and through!

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Feline Friday

Chickens aren’t the only ones who were subjected to the indignity of the pumpkin…

Daisy Mae is pretty sure we’re trying to kill her…
😂😂😂

Nancy was having none of this crap…he just kept flailing his legs out so that he wouldn’t fit.
😂😂😂

And then there was Max…

Oh Max!!

Max was resigned to his fate, and even tried to smile a little bit.
😂😂😂
Man, I love this cat…he’s got so much personality and is such a fun guy.

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Tired…But Hopeful for Spring

I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m tired of talking about the weather. Not that there’s much else to talk about these days, with how the weather dominates everything we do at this time of year.

Honestly, how can we *not* talk about -40*c temperatures?
With windchills in the mid to high -50*c range?
How we survived it for near on to a week, with very few little glitches?
How the Merry Mares came through with kicking, bucking, galloping, playing colours?
And now how we’re under a snowfall warning and could see as much as 8 inches of snow by tomorrow morning?
But we’re lucky where we are, because south of us, they could see upwards of 15 inches…so there’s that.

It’s tiring though, when we’re longing for spring and sunshine and warmth that doesn’t come from the furnace…

In 25 days I will start my pepper seeds.
2 weeks after that, I will start my tomato seeds.
I’m clinging to that, because that’s my sign of spring is coming.
I’ve been ready to start seeds for months.
I’ve studied what worked last year, what I can do better with this year, and made my list of what I need to buy for seeds to get going.
I’ve been diligently cleaning the horse shelter to grow the compost pile to add to the garden next fall.
I’ve also been on top of the household compost and look forward to it cooking down some once the melt hits.
Then I can clean out the poultry coop and put the bedding/waste in the bottom of the bin when we move it.

We never did get a fence built around the garden, so I’m hoping to get that done this year. We found a couple of dog run style chain link set ups this past summer, and I’m hoping to use one of those.
I really want to be able to pen the poultry into the garden at the end of the year to act as the clean up crew.
Makes my life so much easier in the spring!

In the meantime, since it’s been way too cold to take the camera out to capture the Merry Mare’s in their playing glory, The Kid and dressed up the cats.
Nancy was not happy and none of his shots turned out…unless you like flaily blurs of tabby running away from the camera.
😂😂😂

Daisy Mae, however….


And this one…


Next up, I’m going to crochet her a little hat and scarf set.
A chicken hat.

There’s a reason for it to be a chicken hat…

See that chicken in the back?
The light coloured one?
That’s Lemon Chicken.
That’s her name. She’s one of my green egg layers.
She’s also a brat who loves to come up on the deck and eat the cat food I put out for the outdoor cats.
Well, we’ve had some rather lovely days, where she’s been wandering about the yard like she likes to do.
One of those days, I came back from collecting eggs in the coop to find her at the back door, having a conversation with little miss Daisy Mae through the door.
There was cooing and chirping from Lemon Chicken and mewing and other odd noises from Daisy Mae…
Un-fricken-believable.
The cat and the chicken have decided they’re pals.

So, once things warm up enough that Lemon Chicken starts free ranging again (even though she’s *supposed* to stay in the chicken yard), the plan is for the unlikely friends to have a face to face meeting.
And Daisy Mae will be wearing a crocheted chicken hat.
Hilarity oughta ensue.

 

First Images of 2019

I don’t do New Year’s resolutions.
Resolutions are, in my opinion, little lies we tell ourselves with the idea that we *might* do things better in the future.
I don’t have time for that.
I just do better when I can…and when I can’t I work to do better anyways.
Sometimes I make it, sometimes I fail.

That said, I did say I’m going to try to post more often.
Try not to get sick of me, ‘kay?
😉

Today was a gorgeous day. Above zero, which is wild and welcome in January in Canada!
So out with the camera I went.
With my trusty Helper, we were able to capture this adorable sight…

Sable does not look impressed.
😂😂😂

And then, Trouble decided he wanted in on the action…

“You. Owe. Me. Cookies.”
~ Sable

Oh, how I love the look on her face!
She’ll be thankful for the cookies she’ll get later.
😉

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