Talking Turkey

June 7, 2010 by Debbie.

We finally did it. For years I’ve said I was going to raise some turkeys. So 10 baby Standard Bronze Turkeys and 15 Barred Rock pullets came to us via the Post Office. For two weeks now they’ve lived in the brooder in the garage but Texas heat has come in full force and they were just too hot in there, even with an oscillating fan blowing over them.

So in the almost 100 degree heat this Sunday in late afternoon John and I were snake proofing the old chicken tractor that would also protect from rain (whenever we’ll get it again). We put screening over top the chicken wire and covered every hole we could find. In a few weeks the Barred Rocks will be too big for a snake to swallow but until then I didn’t want to have the only free snake resteraunt around. I can just hear Slim telling Slimey snake, “Tastes like chicken,” and Slimey responding with, “Duh. It is.”

As you can see the screening didn’t improve it’s looks but since it’s solar shade screen it should help keep out some of the blistering sun. The old piece of wood will roof it for shade and rain protection as well.

The baby turkeys and chicks don’t care about looks, they’re just happy to be ‘free at last!’

I have to admit, May was a less than pleasant month but June is an improvement even though it’s been a very expensive month, and we’re only on day 7. We had to replace the pool filter (been needing that for a year or two), had a water line break in the drive way on Sunday morning, bought more cattle panels to cross fence the goat pastures, bought a new grill when the old one finally couldn’t be repaired any more, and after an alignment on the truck it was confirmed we need new tires. Add to that we’re hiring out goat pasture mowing (cheaper than buying a riding mower right now) and the house painter is due to arrive the end of this week.  BTW, to wrap up May, guess who was stupid enough to pull on a dead branch and get hit with bark and splinters and scratch their cornea? Well, it wasn’t John. I’ll never take my eyes for granted again. So despite the added expense, I’m glad May is over and a new month is here.

I decided it was not too late to do spring cleaning so these last two weeks I have been pulling things out of every closet and John’s den. For those of you who have ever heard Fibber McGee and Molly, John’s den equals (or exceeds) the McGee closet. My prayers are with our trash men each week of this month. Prayers that they will take everything we put down there! Six bags last week and a repeat in store for this Friday as well. I recycled the pop cans last week and the old grill today. I have been busy. Look for the truck who ran over me, please; every bone in my body feels it.

But regardless of age related comments my body is making, I have to push on for company is coming this weekend. Hope they talk turkey.

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