Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Farmin' ain't easy.

I always wanted to live on a farm.... taking care of animals all day, hiding out in the hayloft for an afternoon nap, picking dinner right from the garden, sitting on a rocking chair and drinking pink lemon aid (with vodka) while watching the sunset....

I never gave much thought to the death part of farm life.

My baby chicken Camilla, aka Turkey, died sometime last night or this morning. I think Jaime found it when he was feeding all of them this morning and he told Trip, who buried her next to Sugar before I was even out of bed.

I will never forget my gimpy baby chicken... and in the future, I'll probably just let nature take its course when it comes to the newborns. There must have been a reason the big chickens tried to kill her when she was born.... right?

Here are some of Camilla's stories and adventures.... Rest in peace, little Turkey.

This morning on the farm

Weather, Botanical Garden, and Baby Chicken Updates

The Traveling Baby Chicken, Part 1

The Traveling Baby Chicken, Part 2

Baby Chicken - Updates and Travels

The Chicken and the House (updates)


  1. Rest in Peace Turkey


  2. I am sorry you lost your friend. Unexpected death is always hard. When we first started keeping goats, I lost a beloved doe (one that had been born here) to difficulty with a kidding. We just didn't really know what we were doing, even though we tried our best. I cried and cried over her. ((hugs))

  3. Oooh no, poor little goat! I worry about our goats because Trip doesn't seem to mind if they get pregnant - and what happened to yours is exactly what I'm afraid of.
    Ug. I don't know if I can ever get used to loosing the animals :(

  4. Goats are pretty resilient, although we've had difficult kiddings since then. Fortunately we knew how to handle them by then and had all the medicines and things we needed to help the mamas with the births. Like you said, it is all part of farming.

  5. I'm so not prepared to help with kiddings.... and our boy is in the same pen as the girls.
    I better start researching. How can you tell if a goat is pregnant?