I just found my old L.E.A.D clothing and equipment list. I'd made notations as to what I already had, and what I'd need to borrow from whom.
Thanks, "Joe," for loaning me a small Bible and a long underwear shirt! Thanks, "Nikki," for the loan of a small pocketknife! It appears that I also split a bar of soap (we only needed half a bar, remember?) with "Collette."
Now NIKI when you get time and moved in please email me what your new address is so I can come visit a GPS coordinate is not necessary just an factual address. Just send it to "THE TEACHER" @ iamfellowshipper@hotmail.com. All hate mail will be deleted.
BTW, we captured the yard cats this morning. They are back there in their cat carriers, howling like wild . . . well, howling like wild cats. They are waiting for their trip to the Vet, for their three-year Rabies vaccines, their feline leukemia boosters, and their annual checkup. Then, it's off to the fancy kitty kennel in the barn. They have to live in the kitty kennel for four weeks, to acclimatize to their new home, and to accept it as where they want to be. They're going to love their new home; it's got 25 chickens, and they've never met a chicken before.
Niki, If it is for retirement plans then all I can say is " A girl gotsta do what a girl Gotsta do". I myself am reavaluating my situation and I am confident I am making a life changing dwelling place that is best for me. Life is dynamic. Life is always changing. If you sit still too long you just might get left behind is my philisophical belief.
We grew up raising chickens,and I must say,they got along with our half-dozen or so barn cats rather famously....Come autumn,my dad would send my brother and I to go catch a couple for soup(chickens,not barncats)...We found it easier to grab them around the neck to catch them...'Til we brought one back to him already dead,then dad had to sit my brother and I down and have a little talk with us about choking our chickens....
quote: 'Til we brought one back to him already dead,then dad had to sit my brother and I down and have a little talk with us about choking our chickens....
That's it Simon! That's what I miss and that's why I lurk here...just make me laugh, damit! Lots of the other booths at this cafe are arguing about spurtchul matters and elections and such. Not you 9th corpse, you guys got it goin' on! Thanks for the :)-->, now continue with more farm stories...
That had to have been a laughing matter, Bar-Simonion. I suppose if you shook those lil ole cheekins more than twice you were just playin' with them ...
I'd tell of mah days of old, down on the farm, but the one of the conditions of my parole is to stay away from schools and small barn yard animals.
Okay, we took the cats to the farm last night, and got pictures of the kids holding CHICKENS!
My little girl ran around all night with a huge chicken feather sticking out of her back pocket. She looked like she was brought up on a farm. She and my son ran all over the place, finding eggs, with the encouragement of the farmer.
The cats are installed in a big dog cage, with their scratching post, bed, blanket, toys, and litterbox, for a month, so that they get used to being in the barn.
Okay, so they're really spoiled ferals, but ferals, just the same.
quote:The cats are installed in a big dog cage, with their scratching post, bed, blanket, toys, and litterbox, for a month, so that they get used to being in the barn.
niKa, I'm not trying to be a wise guy... but... how are they supposed to get used to "being in the barn" by being "in a big dog cage"???
Won't they just get used to being "in a big dog cage"???
Recommended Posts
Top Posters In This Topic
1045
1279
802
950
Popular Days
Jun 25
90
Sep 5
37
Apr 8
24
Sep 22
22
Top Posters In This Topic
notinKansasanymore 1,045 posts
excathedra 1,279 posts
simonzelotes 802 posts
Tom Strange 950 posts
Popular Days
Jun 25 2003
90 posts
Sep 5 2003
37 posts
Apr 8 2004
24 posts
Sep 22 2003
22 posts
Popular Posts
Rocky
Never have bought anything from QVC or HSN/C... what a wonderful bunch of kids you have there... and the oldest must be incredibly smart, going to the University of Chicago! :)
Rocky
[quote name=notinKansasanymore' date='29 July 2009 - 11:15 AM' ti mestamp='1248891304' post='471939] And speaking of Cash for Clunkers (see, I told you it's impossible to derail),there is no longer
Rocky
Oh... (((((((Karmicdebt))))))), I'm SOOOOOO sorry. It is most understandable that you would feel that way.
Posted Images
notinKansasanymore
You so cool! I think that we have enough help; it just takes time to get ready for it.
I promise not to obsess about moving so much on this thread any more!
What's a "change moment"?
love, niKa
Link to comment
Share on other sites
notinKansasanymore
I just found my old L.E.A.D clothing and equipment list. I'd made notations as to what I already had, and what I'd need to borrow from whom.
Thanks, "Joe," for loaning me a small Bible and a long underwear shirt! Thanks, "Nikki," for the loan of a small pocketknife! It appears that I also split a bar of soap (we only needed half a bar, remember?) with "Collette."
"Sandy" also loaned me a camera and a bandana.
Where ever you guys are now, you rock!
(get it? LEAD; rock?)
-->
Link to comment
Share on other sites
Tom Strange
aw niKa... I also trust you know I'm only about three hours away!
(I'm not saying that in a "stalking" sort of way but a "helpful" way)
:D-->
Link to comment
Share on other sites
notinKansasanymore
I've been coming to the Greasespot Cafe for just a tad over two years, now. This is my 800th post.
It sure is nice to re-connect in cyberspace with you 9th Corps crazies.
Dancing in the kitchen, in your honor.
Thanks.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
Tom Strange
nice to reconnect with you too niKa!
(what does that say about my number of posts?)
AGGGGHHH! I hadn't even looked lately!
I have no life... I have no life...
:(-->
Link to comment
Share on other sites
fellowshipper
Now NIKI when you get time and moved in please email me what your new address is so I can come visit a GPS coordinate is not necessary just an factual address. Just send it to "THE TEACHER" @ iamfellowshipper@hotmail.com. All hate mail will be deleted.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
notinKansasanymore
Not a problem, Fellowvisitor. It's one whole block down the street.
That's one small step for niKa, but one giant leap for niKa's retirement plans.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
notinKansasanymore
BTW, we captured the yard cats this morning. They are back there in their cat carriers, howling like wild . . . well, howling like wild cats. They are waiting for their trip to the Vet, for their three-year Rabies vaccines, their feline leukemia boosters, and their annual checkup. Then, it's off to the fancy kitty kennel in the barn. They have to live in the kitty kennel for four weeks, to acclimatize to their new home, and to accept it as where they want to be. They're going to love their new home; it's got 25 chickens, and they've never met a chicken before.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
Tom Strange
And then those kitties will look at each other and ask "what's for dinner?"
and in unison they'll howl "CHICKEN!"
...and then, sadly, there won't be 25 chickens anymore...
:(-->
Link to comment
Share on other sites
notinKansasanymore
Actually, these are full-grown, free-range, you-wanna-piece-of-me?- chickens; they're more likely to intimidate the cats than the other way around.
The farmer doesn't believe in eating his own chickens; some of these birds have been around for awhile, and could be attitudinal.
Should be interesting.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
Tom Strange
niKa, can we watch the video of their "meeting" after twig some night?
Link to comment
Share on other sites
excathedra
can i hide down here ?
Link to comment
Share on other sites
notinKansasanymore
Yup! Why? We've got your back, Ex.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
fellowshipper
Niki, If it is for retirement plans then all I can say is " A girl gotsta do what a girl Gotsta do". I myself am reavaluating my situation and I am confident I am making a life changing dwelling place that is best for me. Life is dynamic. Life is always changing. If you sit still too long you just might get left behind is my philisophical belief.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
simonzelotes
We grew up raising chickens,and I must say,they got along with our half-dozen or so barn cats rather famously....Come autumn,my dad would send my brother and I to go catch a couple for soup(chickens,not barncats)...We found it easier to grab them around the neck to catch them...'Til we brought one back to him already dead,then dad had to sit my brother and I down and have a little talk with us about choking our chickens....
Link to comment
Share on other sites
A la prochaine
Simon,
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!
:D--> 
:D--> 
:D--> 
:D--> 
:D--> 
:D--> 
:D--> 
:D--> 
:D-->
Many chuckles, many smiles.
Thanks.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
tonto
That's it Simon! That's what I miss and that's why I lurk here...just make me laugh, damit! Lots of the other booths at this cafe are arguing about spurtchul matters and elections and such. Not you 9th corpse, you guys got it goin' on! Thanks for the
:)-->, now continue with more farm stories...
Tonto did the dirty work for free...
Link to comment
Share on other sites
tomtuttle
That had to have been a laughing matter, Bar-Simonion. I suppose if you shook those lil ole cheekins more than twice you were just playin' with them ...
I'd tell of mah days of old, down on the farm, but the one of the conditions of my parole is to stay away from schools and small barn yard animals.
Where is Dick DiNenno??
Link to comment
Share on other sites
tonto
Thank you Rev.TT,
:D-->, thank you Dorothy, thank you Rhoda.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
Tom Strange
ahhh... so sweet it the feelowsheep of the saints!
Link to comment
Share on other sites
fellowshipper
Simon that reminds me, when I first discovered myself in the back yard I was tippy-toeing by the time I reached the front yard.
Link to comment
Share on other sites
notinKansasanymore
Okay, we took the cats to the farm last night, and got pictures of the kids holding CHICKENS!
My little girl ran around all night with a huge chicken feather sticking out of her back pocket. She looked like she was brought up on a farm. She and my son ran all over the place, finding eggs, with the encouragement of the farmer.
The cats are installed in a big dog cage, with their scratching post, bed, blanket, toys, and litterbox, for a month, so that they get used to being in the barn.
Okay, so they're really spoiled ferals, but ferals, just the same.
Back to sorting and packing!
love, niKa
Link to comment
Share on other sites
notinKansasanymore
Fellowtippytoer,
Why were you tippy-toeing?
Link to comment
Share on other sites
Tom Strange
Won't they just get used to being "in a big dog cage"???
Link to comment
Share on other sites
Join the conversation
You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.