Friday, April 20, 2012
They've Taken Over
The strangest part of this episode with the turkey is that he stayed around all day, parading back and forth in the driveway in front of the house. Is he an outcast? Is he a scout for a flock? Is he moving in?
The mice in the barn don't wait for me to leave before climbing into the feed bucket. Between milkers, I set the bucket up on a shelf. The barn birds swoop so close their wings ruffle my hair as they go to rummage around in the pail while I'm otherwise occupied. Now I have to look before scooping out breakfast for the next girl up because there might be a mouse in there. I've got to either tip the bucket or lift out the little creatures.
The voles would do better to stay in their burrows. There is a glut on the market right now, so much so that the cats are eating just the choicest cuts, leaving the remainder on the porch, on the drive, on the deck for me to clean up.
I live to serve. I'm not in charge.