Edward demands equal cute time

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Edward G. Pigg demanded equal cute time on the blog. Afterall, he’s the newest cutie of the bunch and he feels that he deserves at least some of the time allotted to cute moby farm livestock. After all, he’s a pig. And we all know that pigs belong on a farm, even if it is a urban homestead farm. He’s the closest thing we have to actual livestock. Cats and dogs don’t count, apparently, according to Edward.

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Edward is quite vocal for only being 6 weeks old. He’s quite the little man. He’s helping to balance out the female factor here. Him and Jack have a lot of work ahead of them in the boy department. Actually, Edward is settled in very nicely. Maggie bought him a brand new aquarium and a nice screen lid with some Christmas money. And she already made him a hut out of wood and he is quite spoiled already. Apples and broccolli and carrots and lovely timothy hay, let me tell you, Ed’s got it made in the shade. And he gets to come out and run around a good deal on her bed and in the living room. He gets lots of snuggle time watching movies with Grandma and Auntie Jessy. Yes, he’s a spoiled little guinea pig. We all love him a good deal already. It’s going to be cute to see him grow up into a big old boar. Right now, he’s just tiny. Really, a handful. So cute.

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Cute Jack Photos

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It’s been a while since I wrote anything about Jack, so I thought I’d share my recent Jack adventure.

Yesterday evening, we got hit with the front end of a fairly nasty winter storm that is moving through the middle of the states. Super cold temperatures, blowing winds, snow, not much fun. Well about 8 PM I let Gypsy out for a quick doggie trip around the pine tree and Jack slipped out the door! He’s normally an indoor/outdoor kinda kitty boy, but I don’t think he really understood that it was nasty outside. But he trotted down the sidewalk, up to his elbows in snow and looked back once as I called him to return and forget this folly that was unfolding. Then he went on his rounds of his kitty ranch.

Well, Gypsy was ready to come in after about 3 seconds and she normally loves snow and winter. But this was cold and biting and just unpleasant. Since I was loosing ALL the heat in my moby standing there, calling for the dumb kitty, I decided, he would be done within 5 minutes so I closed up the door and went back to watching Netflix on the computer. (Great deal by the way…. downloadable tv episodes and movies and documentaries and such…. cheap!)

I digress. So I checked at about 5 minutes. No Jack. 15 minutes. No Jack. 25 minutes. No Jack. 26 minutes. No Jack. At about 27 minutes I was ready to don my gear and go tromping out in the storm for my boy. But then I got a snoot full of the cold and winds and said, naa…. he’s probably already hunkered down somewhere to wait it out. Or he’s next door at Miss B’s house, a kindly elderly lady that lives south of us and has about 15 kitty friends that she feeds and has a little outside shelter set up for. He hangs out there and pretends he’s homeless, even though he’s sporting a lovely nice collar and tag. Oh and he’s all beautiful and clean and fat and sassy. We laugh about it, and she welcomes him with open arms even though she knows better.

Well, three hours pass! And just before midnight I hear him padding on my window with this pitiful meoooow through the howling winds. I guess passing the time at the kitty shelter was not his cup of tea. I rushed to the door and called him and he bounded through the drifts on the sidewalk like a jackrabbit! I’ve never seen him more eager to come inside. He was all lovey and rubbing against my leg and purring like a freight train. Within 2 minutes he was in my room, making a nest and settling in with a warm happy kitty smile on his lips. He knows where it’s good.

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You Can Farm

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I’m reading the most fabulous book. It’s called “You Can Farm” by Joel Salatin. And it’s super fascinating reading. And you know, silly me, I thought it was all about small scale farming. But it’s not. It’s about life.

It’s actually a book packed with some of the best wisdom about life in general I’ve ever read. I know that sounds like a bit much, but it’s true. It’s the first book I’ve ever read about a subject that pretty much tells you the truth and kind of tries to sway your dreams and ideas. It tells you the gritty facts about success and failure. And it has such good advice that you are foolish not to give it a try. Like here’s one on for size… volunteer at a farm. Wow. You mean, like go and TRY IT OUT and see if you like it before you totally rearrange your life and goals and suddenly realize it’s hard work?

Oh, here’s another one. Rent a couple acres and try it out. Try a big huge garden and see if you can handle it. Or maybe ask to put a little coop on some retired farmers land and share the eggs and a little cash. How about taking the time to REALLY REALLY learn about how to make money on your little farm dream?

But wait, there’s more. The advice and wisdom that Salatin dishes out applies to any venture you want to undertake. Business? Hobby? Career? I just finished a section that just floored me. It’s Chapter 8… Recipes for Failure. Ten things that will doom you. But here’s the catch, it’s not just about farming. It applies to all sorts of things.

#10 Being too independent and self-suffcient.
#9 Impatience
#8 Not enough “WHY” and too much “HOW”
#7 Production before marketing
#6 Lack of Capital
#5 Too much time spent in non-farm offices
#4 Spending ahead of management
#3 Inability to view the farm as a business
#2 Spending too much money on things that do not create income
#1 Disagreement over vision between husband and wife

(Ok, the last one is not necessarily me, but it applies to business partners and those helping you, family and such…)

Of course, I can’t just go on and on about what he has written, but you know, the way that he lays this one chapter out, alone, is great wisdom for any venture.

Like Jenna tells us and explains… My name is Sherri and I have Barnheart. You can click HERE and go and learn about this affliction. But ever since I was a kid, I always wanted to live on a few acres and grow stuff and make things and raise animals and all that. And I’m getting old. It slaps me in the face when I feel the aches of a super cold night, or realize that things like falling down really hurt, for days. Or that I’m totally out of shape to really be able to do hard labor and enjoy it. And that the days are slipping away into years faster than I would like some times.

This book, however, has been wonderful and even though he’s trying to stop those tht haven’t really thought it all out well, he’s also giving the others more reason to really get serious about planning and learning and setting goals, good realistic goals that just might work. And in the meanwhile, they might not get us to that perfect little farm in my dreams, but they might get us closer to a comfortable middle ground. Who knows? Renting a couple acres might be the perfect solution! Or partnering up with someone that needs a couple hands. Or just making our moby land super productive and finding other avenues for our ideas and dreams!

You Can Farm was not a cheap book… $35! And it was impossible to find a used copy! Imagine that. Because I know that it was probably the best $35 a ever spent to help me realistically look at making a dream come true. And I don’t think I’ll ever want to part with this book, ever. Even if I never get that little farm. Doesn’t matter, this book is perfect wisdom for helping to make the right decision when the time comes!

Visit Joel and his family’s wonderful farm…

www.polyfacefarms.com

Oh, and if you have Barnheart… buy the book. It’s awesome.

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