Simple Hobby Homesteading

You know I’m back like I never left… another sprint, another step… another day, another breath… been chasing dreams, but I never slept…. It’s me, your friendly neighborhood farm dog Fuzzy Bear back for another installment of “Friday’s on the Farm.” Farmer lady has been outside nonstop this week blaring her music all crazy loud like none of us are trying to nap the day away. How rude. To make matters worse I can’t seem to get one of those songs out of my head now… help me out with the name of that tune (see first sentence) because it’s driving me nuts. Farmer Lady loves it… a little too much and I think I’m gonna disable her “repeat” function for songs in her iTunes account… just gotta get some opposable thumbs and her password.

Enough complaining, let me tell you about my week because it was INCREDIBLE! First off, the weather has been gorgeous and Monday found us without Farmer Lady and the husband as they took a little jaunt down to Nashville…. I assume it was to eat ‘hot chicken” or something like that. The cats and I jumped at the opportunity to hatch a plan to break into the hen house and nab some eggs. Unfortunately, the cats overslept the 11am rendezvous time and I was unable to do it on my own… stupid lazy cats.

Tuesday brought Farmer Lady and the husband home once again and she seemed to notice that I was giving the cats my coldest shoulder ever… like total shunning. She encouraged us to “talk it out” but I refused. To make matters so much worse, she allowed the cats to roll around in the massive piles of my hair that she brushed out during what had to have been one of the best brushings of my life. What the heck Farmer Lady? Don’t give those darn cats ANY enjoyment… they completely bailed on our egg heist. Wait a minute…. Is she in cahoots with those cats? Did they text her and let her know about the egg heist? Can the cats even text? Did Farmer Lady give them a phone? Did they talk the farmer Lady’s sons into texting for them? I have so many questions and even less trust in the cats now. I will be keeping a VERY close eye on them!

Wednesday brought forth the birth of a new game. It’s the best game ever and I call it “Look Cute, Hide,  Pounce, and Seek” Let me explain how it is played. I act all cute and get Farmer Lady to look at me. Then I hop behind a tree and she calls out “Where is Fuzzy? Oh darn, I’ve lost Fuzzy! Fuuuuzzzzzyyyy, where are you?” I then hop out from behind the tree and pounce around like a puppy. I’m really quite extraordinary at this game and with Farmer Lady’s obvious limited IQ (I mean really, she watches me go behind the tree, how can she think she has lost me? Duh!) it seems to be a great game for us to play together… she REALLY seems to like it! I will see if the cats want to play this game with me… wait no, I’m mad at the cats.

 

Thursday we had some new bunnies begin their free range experience. They are always a little nervous on their first day out of any cage so I try to come alongside them to offer support. Almost always they hop away like I’m gonna eat them. They usually hop into the pig enclosure and I just laugh because if anyone is gonna eat them it’s those pigs… those pigs eat EVERYTHING! They’ll get used to me, I never take it personally. They’ll also find out I’m quite the legend as far as snuggle bugs go… they all flock to me in winter as we nestle into the sweet soft hay…it’s really quite magical! Towards dusk I was feeling a little freaked out by some rifle shots coming from across the creek (apparently it’s “deer season”… I don’t know what that is because deer are always around… do humans think deer are only around in November? They are seriously ALWAYS in these woods… maybe they are invisible to humans the other months of the year… stranger things have been known to happen and that would explain why they hit so many of them with their cars… hard to see an invisible deer and then maybe they become visible after humans hit them with their cars. But in November deer are visible all the time so humans call it “deer season.” Yup, that must be it. Sorry, I got off subject. Anyways, I wanted to come inside so no hunter thought I was a deer and Farmer Lady seemed to have no problem with that… until she let me in and everyone started complaining of an “odor.” You’re welcome family… I found a dead fish along the creek and rubbed in it for a while. Farmer Lady seemed to be in quite a conundrum as to what to do. One on hand, I was happily snuggled behind the couch, under the boys’ desk, and on the other hand I had an “odor” and demanded to be in and amongst the family if I was gonna be in the house.

If she put me outside I would assuredly head over to the neighbor’s house, paw at the door until she let me in, and be a total nuisance with my “smell” there. If she kept me inside her house her family would apparently “barf.” Soooooo… she put me in the entryway of the house where they couldn’t smell me but yet I felt safe away from the scariness of rifle shots outside (apparently they were “very far away” and I “shouldn’t be a baby” but I don’t care what she says… her IQ is low (see above with the Look Cute, Hide, Pounce, and Seek  game). Well, I got bored… there was this bag of  rabbit bedding… and the rest is history. I may or may not have ripped open and spread the contents of the rabbit bedding all over the entryway. No worries it was unused bedding, I’m not a crazy monster that goes around ripping open bags of soiled rabbit bedding. On second thought, that sounds DELIGHTFUL!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Friday brought forth a flurry of activity from the Farmer Lady! She must have added two extra shots of espresso to her coffee because she was all about getting outside projects done. It was really quite annoying because she wouldn’t stay still. When she is outside I figure it is my sworn duty to watch over her, protect her, and in general keep her company. That is a much easier task if she would just stay in one spot. But nooooooo…. She’s gotta flit all over the homestead like it’s her personal space without a care in the world as to the night I had ripping open bags of rabbit bedding… I’m tired this morning, I would like to nap please… rabbits come nap with me because I’m still shunning the cats! Nevermind, Farmer Lady is on the move again, apparently all this stuff has to get done RIGHT NOW! UGH!

So that is that… the week at a glance in all its glory. It is dreary on the farm this morning… gonna rain. That’s perfectly fine by me though, Farmer Lady is much easier to keep an eye on when she is inside (in other words, she’s not my problem when she’s inside!) It’s also Saturday so I do apologize for not getting this out to everyone yesterday as the title “Fridays on the Farm” obviously intends… but I think you all understand that I am a dog and days of the week are pretty much lost on me anyways.

Have a great weekend everyone!

~Fuzzy Bear