:gerbil: Savah✨Rellcast🏰 on Nostr: Epic story, kind of long. So after last night's traumatic exposure to violence ...
Epic story, kind of long.
So after last night's traumatic exposure to violence towards a rabbit. Coming from a YouTube channel that calls itself fun times and is usually just funny memes. I am emotionally exhausted.
Today has been absolute hell. It started up with me needing to clean cat pee from two different places from two different cats and having to put them in time out, having to clean rabbit pee and put him in time out. I own a lot of crates. Then I heard the chickens freaking out. So I go outside to check on them and they're by the big tree looking around being chickens. They started to go towards the road and I shood them back into the yard no big deal.
We hung out by the well and I let them check out some new territory it was fun I got a very nice picture of the group of them. Then I went back in the house and started doing some cleaning there was a bunch of cleaning I wanted to get done today so I was routinely going through it.
When I heard the chickens start to scream. So I look out the window and I see two of the black rocks, Rosa and Daisy, running past the bay window. So I went out to check on them and I could only find two of them. Kusco our rooster and Peach the other Rock.
I go out looking in the direction of where I saw Rosa and Daisy run but I can't find them. I call for Zelda and Lulu eventually, Lulu shows up. I look all around the yard but I cannot find Zelda, Daisy, and Rosa. I give up and go back to cleaning thinking they will eventually come out of hiding.
Then I hear more commotion and so I look out the window and I swear I see Zelda go flying by just zooming and I look and I see down my driveway a fox. He does not have a chicken in his mouth and I yell at the fox. Mind you I'm at home alone. So I go running out of the house and start looking for my chickens and I can't find any of them.. up on the neighbor's driveway I see Zelda's feathers everywhere then as I'm looking around I see Lulu's feathers, ripped out feathers all along the dog fence. This is all extremely panick inducing. I go into the garage and Kusco and Peach are in the coop hiding. I look around I cannot find any of the other chickens. I go up to the library room, because it has a really good view of the backyard, and I'm using it to search everywhere.
Oh yeah I chased the fox off with a BB gun it ran across the street over the Little River and into the field beyond. It did not have a chicken in its mouth.
So I'm up in the library and I'm looking around and I happen to look straight down by the propane tanks and there sitting still as a stone is Daisy. So I run downstairs and I walk over to her calmly through a field of poison ivy and I just pick her up she doesn't make a noise she doesn't move she doesn't even act like she's registering my existence and I hold her to my chest and I know she's got to be covered in poison ivy oil but it doesn't matter, so I'm just so happy she's alive. I walk her over to the other chickens in the garage and I hand her over to the other two who are up on my husband's workbench in shock. They're all in shock. Lulu is my favorite chicken and I really hope I can find her. That fox left empty-handed my babies have got to be somewhere....
If any of you are willing, I need you guys to send me that good energy, send me some find those chickens get those chickens to come home, home brew energy. As I remain vigilant.
Thing is is I know I should jump in the shower and wash all over with the techno soap, but then if I'm going to be charging through the yard again in a moment I'm going to have to do it again. And if I'm in the shower I'm not looking for chickens or looking out for the chickens. Today is a rough one gang.
So after last night's traumatic exposure to violence towards a rabbit. Coming from a YouTube channel that calls itself fun times and is usually just funny memes. I am emotionally exhausted.
Today has been absolute hell. It started up with me needing to clean cat pee from two different places from two different cats and having to put them in time out, having to clean rabbit pee and put him in time out. I own a lot of crates. Then I heard the chickens freaking out. So I go outside to check on them and they're by the big tree looking around being chickens. They started to go towards the road and I shood them back into the yard no big deal.
We hung out by the well and I let them check out some new territory it was fun I got a very nice picture of the group of them. Then I went back in the house and started doing some cleaning there was a bunch of cleaning I wanted to get done today so I was routinely going through it.
When I heard the chickens start to scream. So I look out the window and I see two of the black rocks, Rosa and Daisy, running past the bay window. So I went out to check on them and I could only find two of them. Kusco our rooster and Peach the other Rock.
I go out looking in the direction of where I saw Rosa and Daisy run but I can't find them. I call for Zelda and Lulu eventually, Lulu shows up. I look all around the yard but I cannot find Zelda, Daisy, and Rosa. I give up and go back to cleaning thinking they will eventually come out of hiding.
Then I hear more commotion and so I look out the window and I swear I see Zelda go flying by just zooming and I look and I see down my driveway a fox. He does not have a chicken in his mouth and I yell at the fox. Mind you I'm at home alone. So I go running out of the house and start looking for my chickens and I can't find any of them.. up on the neighbor's driveway I see Zelda's feathers everywhere then as I'm looking around I see Lulu's feathers, ripped out feathers all along the dog fence. This is all extremely panick inducing. I go into the garage and Kusco and Peach are in the coop hiding. I look around I cannot find any of the other chickens. I go up to the library room, because it has a really good view of the backyard, and I'm using it to search everywhere.
Oh yeah I chased the fox off with a BB gun it ran across the street over the Little River and into the field beyond. It did not have a chicken in its mouth.
So I'm up in the library and I'm looking around and I happen to look straight down by the propane tanks and there sitting still as a stone is Daisy. So I run downstairs and I walk over to her calmly through a field of poison ivy and I just pick her up she doesn't make a noise she doesn't move she doesn't even act like she's registering my existence and I hold her to my chest and I know she's got to be covered in poison ivy oil but it doesn't matter, so I'm just so happy she's alive. I walk her over to the other chickens in the garage and I hand her over to the other two who are up on my husband's workbench in shock. They're all in shock. Lulu is my favorite chicken and I really hope I can find her. That fox left empty-handed my babies have got to be somewhere....
If any of you are willing, I need you guys to send me that good energy, send me some find those chickens get those chickens to come home, home brew energy. As I remain vigilant.
Thing is is I know I should jump in the shower and wash all over with the techno soap, but then if I'm going to be charging through the yard again in a moment I'm going to have to do it again. And if I'm in the shower I'm not looking for chickens or looking out for the chickens. Today is a rough one gang.