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Peaceful Seats

You come out at dawn or dusk to enjoy a peaceful time.  What happens?  Who’s with you?

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The dogs were spotted in their owners yard. The owner agreed to come see the photos. As soon as the first came up, he stated that the dogs were his. He said that he would go home and handle it. The brown dog was put down. The white was taken to the animal shelter. Animal control will most likely put that one down, too. I feel for the man and his family. We lost chickens. They lost members of their family, as most dogs are family. (The law in our county states that any dog that attacks livestock has to be put down or kept in a cement bottom, fenced, roofed kennel with a dog house for the rest of their life. In my mind, putting the dog down is more humane than that type of kennel.)

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Sorry I didn’t post this on Thursday like I’d planned.  I hope you enjoy.

Abandoned House

What would the walls of this old, abandoned house say if they could talk?

 

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I awoke this morning shortly after 5 o’clock.  The sky was just beginning to lighten.  With one peek out the window, I realized why it was still so dark.  Fog cloaked the trees.  The sky was grey.  The world was quiet.  Not even the chickens were up yet.  I went to the door to let my older dog, Freya, out.  I had to help her navigate the stairs, but she’s otherwise healthy for a seventeen year old dog.  She wagged her appreciation as she walked to the grass to relieve herself.  Watching her, I smiled and breathed in the morning chill.  The wild birds began to sing their good mornings to the world.  Life is good.

I dressed for the day in my long, red skirt and long-sleeved grey and black shirt.  My long hair hung loose down my back.  The tea kettle and coffee pot waited in the kitchen for me to decide which to use today.  I chose coffee for the first time in more than two months.  It just fit my mood.  Two scoops of coffee and water went into the perk pot.  With a bowl of cereal in hand, I went to my computer and pressed the power button.  It whirled to life.  The dark monitor alternated between lit up and dark as the computer went through its start up routine.  I ate while I waited.

Once my bowl was empty, I got onto the internet.  First, I played a game of backgammon with some unseen, unnamed opponent who spoke Spanish.  It was a good match.  The other player won 3 of 5 games.  Then, I opened up one of my web browsers to check e-mail and the social networking sites.  Relatively quiet online, too.  It was too early on a Sunday for any real online activity.

I closed that browser and opened another that I use for watching online TV shows.  This morning, “Kitchen Nightmares” sounded interesting.  The first was about a restaurant with too many really good, French chefs and no customers.  Come to find out, the Scottish locals hadn’t a clue what was on the menu.  Fortunately, it all worked out in the end.  The restaurant even won several awards.

A noise outside drew my attention.  The young chickens were riled up and making a fuss.  I grabbed my camera and changed to the shorter lens.  On the way out, I told my dog, Thor, to stay inside.  I took a photo of the fog before heading around to check on the chicks.  “Sorry son of a bitch,” I yelled as I took photos of dogs attacking our chicks.  One was inside the coop; the other outside.  Two dead chicks lay in the run.  Photo.  Photo.  The dog got out of the run and started running.  Photo.  They ran toward the woods but did not enter them.  Instead, they turned and ran up the hill before entering the woods near the top of our property.  I took photos of the dead chickens and the damage to the coop before going inside to report to my family.

First photoSecond PhotoThird PhotoTwo Dead

One of the injured

One of the injured

Second injured bird

Second injured bird

Two were still in bed.  I shared the photos.  We discussed them before heading outside.  We harvested the dead and the injured.  All told, we lost 4 out of 9.  Joshua carried them inside.  I heated water to dip them in, making them easier to pluck.  Three hours after the attack, the chickens were in a pot to become tonight’s supper and soup stock for later meals.  The remains were buried.  The damage to the coop took most of the day.

I called a farm over on the next road that raises chickens to warn them.  Come to find out, the dogs went there after leaving here.  They killed 40 pullets that had just gotten old enough to start laying eggs.  They now have guns at the ready.  Then, we called a friend who was given some of our chicks.  She went outside to discover that 4 of 5 were dead.  The 5th was injured and might not make it.

The decision was made to call the Sheriff’s Department.  The Animal Control Officer returned my call.  He confirmed details of the dogs’ descriptions, direction of travel, and devastation left behind.  Tomorrow, the officer will come here to view the photos.  He will probably talk with our friend and the farm, too.  The dogs were not wearing collars, so it’s doubtful that the owners will be found.  If found, though, the owners would be expected to pay restitution for the lost livestock.

It’s now approaching 4 p. m.  Most of today has been taken up by the events surrounding the attack.  The nice quiet Sunday morning was indeed shattered.  I only hope I’m not the one who has to shoot to kill these dogs.  I don’t want to kill someone’s pet.  If the dogs are feral, that’s a little different.  In my mind, though, a dog is someone’s companion.  It would hurt.

We’ll see what tomorrow brings.

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According to the NWS out of Blacksburg, VA, today’s weather will be obnoxious.  *Laughs*  Obnoxious weather.  In 47 years, this is the first time I’ve ever known the weather to be described that way by a meteorologist.

“.SHORT TERM /FRIDAY NIGHT THROUGH SATURDAY NIGHT/…
AS OF 300 PM EDT THURSDAY…

A RATHER OBNOXIOUS PATTERN SHAPING UP THROUGH THE FORECAST
PERIOD. UPPER TROF OVER THE MID WEST WILL BE OPENING UP AS BITS OF
ENERGY GET EJECTED TOWARD US. DIFFUSE FRONTAL BOUNDARY AT THE SFC WILL ALSO BE WAFFLING BACK AND FORTH WITH NO BIG KICKER TO PUSH IT CLEAR WHILE HIGH PRESSURE BEGINS TO WEDGE DOWN THE ERN SEABOARD.

EXPECT CONVECTION THAT FIRES TOMORROW WILL LINGER INTO THE
EVENING BEFORE GRADUALLY DIMINISHING OVERNIGHT AS HIGH PRESSURE
WEDGES DOWN THE EAST COAST. EXPECTING ENHANCED POPS ALONG THE BLUE RIDGE AS E/SELY FLOW SETS UP. AFTER A BRIEF LULL EARLY SATURDAY MORNING…EXPECT MORE CONVECTION TO DEVELOP WITH DIFFUSE FRONT IN THE AREA AND WEAK LOW PRESSURE APPROACHING FROM THE WEST.”

Obnoxious in this case means intermittent, hit & miss showers and thunderstorms.  It should make for a fun and interesting day.  I’ll be going out to the greenhouse to work for a while soon.  I can easily work out there when it’s raining.  I’m not about to when there’s a thunderstorm.  I’ve already been struck by lightning once.  Although it was an incredible experience, it’s not something I want to repeat.

The current weather

The current weather

As I look out my window, the sun is shining.  The clouds are pretty.  The world looks pretty.  I plan to take some photos.  Then, I have tomatoes and flowers to work with today.  The chickens and the chicks need tending.  I want to pick some greens for lunch.  I’m hoping to get some photos of deer, rabbits, or various birds.  I want to create the outline for my new herb garden.  After all that, I want to come in and wash up before I start writing Friday fiction and my novel.  Today will be busy.So, enough typing, I’m going outside to enjoy the sun before the ‘obnoxious’ weather arrives.

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Gate

This gate leads to a private area.  What’s back there?  Why is it private?  Who owns it?  What happens behind this closed gate?

 

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Rosemary Flower

 

Furry Silver Sage Leaf

 

 

Tomato Leaf

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