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“Nova’s Tribulations: Poison”

Nova the Cat has the worst luck.  This poor, gentle little soul has endured so much ill fate. It was a particularly frigid winter, I had just moved again and was situated up in the mountains in a very rural area.  I kept an extra close eye on the cats in the sub-zero temps wer were having. It was so cold that I was bringing them inside at night. A day came when I hadn’t…

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“Mr. Icecream, A.K.A ‘Scarface'”

Icecream was a purebred California rabbit. A breeding buck. He was a neat rabbit, big and incredibly laid back. When I first brought him home, I already had a breeding buck, Hazel. So Icecream lived
in a large open-air pen that shared a side with the rabbit pen in which Hazel and the ladies lived. The fence that contained Icecream was nothing special; 2×4 inch welded wire fencing about 6 feet tall, with 1 inch chicken…

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“Xena the Warrior Princess”

This is the tale of how we met  Xena, the Warrior Princess. One day I visited a friend’s farm.  As evening approached, it began pouring rain, so I helped her wrap up farm chores by going out to the back of the property to look for chicken and duck eggs.  Mili the Dog was with me, as usual.  I’m rushing through a literal forest of yellow dock taller than I am, pulling back massive basal…

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“That Wasn’t a Squirrel”

One day Mili the Dog was out barking up a storm.  I assumed she was after a squirrel.  Then the barking changed tone- she had something cornered or trapped.  Curious, I look out the window.  She was running from end to end on a ten-foot length of six inch irrigation pipe, barking excitedly. “Ah ha!  She’s got a squirrel in the pipe!” Hunting rodents is her life passion, I’m not opposed to indulging her hunting…

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“Aspen’s Story: Broken Turkey Legs”

Aspen was a black Spanish turkey I purchased.  She was an adult and had grown up semi-wild.  She had very little trust in me. As turkey hens do, Aspen went broody in her first spring with me.  She chose a large wooden cupboard for her nest.  And as turkey toms do, Pip the tom started to get restless after all of the hens disappeared to sit nests.  To my dismay, he found Aspen in her…

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“Stitches the Chicken”

Before moving to an area with frigidly cold winters and an extended cold season, I kept turkens.  Turkens are a breed of chicken that lack feathering on their head and necks.  I love turkens, they’re fantastic, and I wish I could raise them here on the mountain but that would be cruel to the half-naked birds. So one day I head out into my bird yard to put the birds up for the night and…

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