Thursday, March 24, 2011

My Four Legged Motivation.... and some two legged too.

Amy and Ginger snuggling
Stray, she is the BOSS !

Samantha & Minnie getting ready to ride.

Bubba the mule.
So most of my Facebook friends know all about my farm in Gilbert. It really is one of the main things that keeps me going. I LOVE !!!!! animals. Always have and always will. God has been so kind and has brought me so many different animals in my lifetime.

I am going to list the ones we have now and it might give you a little perspective of how much I love critters.

We currently have;
3 Horses - Stray, Minnie & Amy
1 Mule -   Bubbha
1 Pony-  Ginger
3 Dogs - Bustah, Corky & Blue
6 Indoor cats - Precious (18 yrs young), Paul, Junior, Boo-boo, Sylvia & our     newest addition Psycho.

That's 14 right there. Ahhh but there is a few more.
 3 Outside Stray Cats - Fluffy (she found us probaby 8 years ago), Little Guy, and now there is a new black & white cat hanging around eating with us. So That makes it 17 critters to care for.  Not done yet. The chickens. I am not really sure on that number but there are about 10 Hens and 4 Roosters. Oh and Octi Mom ( she is a hen that recently raised had 5 chicks ) she now has a new batch of 7 chicks.

Some of you may remember Octi -Mom. She is an incredible mom. Her first batch started out with eight but through different circumstances lost three babies. Those five that were left did all grow up and are among the ten hens and four roosters. Octi-Mom fought off many hawk attacks. I even had the neighbors on hawk vs chicken alert. That hen would scream and scream when danger was near. She would put her babies somewhere safe and then put herself out there to draw the hawk away. I saw her get swooped upon a couple of time. My poor next door neighbor, one day she told me she was indisposed (if you know what I mean) and heard Octi-Mom screaming. She told me she felt frustrated because she couldn't get out there quick enough to help her.  Those hawks are very agressive. They really had very little fear of me or any human for that matter.

Not all the chickens and roosters have names but some do. There is of course Octi-Mom, she has a twin sister so they were formally The Twins, then there is Funky Chicken who is my oldest rooster. He is a grandson of the first rooster I had  a few years ago. Then we have Punky Chicken, and Blackie. Blackie is from Octi's last batch.

So lets see that was 17 four legged critters plus 14 two legged and then 7 chicks.......and a partridge in a pear tree. Well maybe not a partridge but maybe a hawk or two.

When I first was diagnosed I did panic. I was desperately trying to make arrangements for my horses, mule and pony. I was emailing people and asking my friends if they would take this one or that one.  I didn't really get any positive responses...... so I thought.  Well once again I have to bring the God thing up.  I finally realized God was telling me Whoaa there sister. Did I say I you were going somewhere? Is there something you know that I don't? Which is impossible with God. I kind of had to stop and readjust my brain.  God let me know that He was the one who gave me all these animals to take care of and He would make arrangements happen If and When it is necessary.

I realized that my animals were one of the things that would get me through this battle. I LOVE !!!!! scooping poop. When I go outside to do my chores I feel a special kind of peace fall over me. There have been so many times I just stand there and thank God for all that He has given me.

It is coming up on summer. It is HOT ! I know that and some days I wonder if it will ever be cool again. But for me it is also a wonderful time. I get outside early early early. In another month or two at this time in the morn I will be getting ready to go outside and start chores. Nothing like a desert sunrise. I look to the East and I am amazed at how awesome it is to see the sun coming up.

Well it is almost 5am now. I have already been out to feed the horses. It is a schedule I created years ago and I just can't seem to break it. But I do love my quiet time in the morn. My Sissy Suz spent the night because they had to turn the water off at the old house. I am anxious for her to wake up and we can sit and talk with a good cup-o-jo.

Love you all !!!! Have a great day.

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