Even though we were blessed with no damage from Hurricane Florence, when we thought that NC was going to be hit with a Cat 5 (ish) hurricane, things got real and my life perspective changed immediately.
When you have to decide what to take with you and you can ONLY take what will fit in your vehicles, it really makes you think. It was a short list…
Dogs (and everything they need)
Cat (and everything she needs)
Phone and charger
Things hubby and I need (clothes, water, food etc.)
And then there were the chickens. 12 of them. We couldn’t just leave them. Graciously, my oldest daughter said we could bring them with us to her house and keep them in the garage in kennels. That’s alot to deal with. Thinking about all of that stressed me like you can’t imagine.
I realized quickly that we were NOT prepared for emergencies/disasters where our chicken were concerned. We had made them makeshift “balconies” to keep them out of any rising water, but to actually keep them safe by taking them somewhere?
We had no barn or out building to put them in. I feared their coops were not strong enough. So many more thoughts and emotions those few days before Flo hit. I can’t do that again. I’m too old for all that and they deserve a safe haven if this happens again.
So…we made the decision the weekend before last to at least downsize and we rehomed 7 hens to a friend.
This past weekend we rehomed the remaining 5 girls to another good friend of mine. I just can’t do it any more. I obviously was not meant to be a chicken mom…they aren’t just chickens to me, they are pets (not anything like our “real” pets, but I am still very attached to them). I would never have been able to “cull” any of them, and if one had died – it would have been extremely hard to bury her. I’m just not a “chicken Mom” I guess.
With all that said…even though we are now chicken-less, we are still a homestead and we are still living the healthier life! Our posts may be of a different nature but we are still Our Healthy Homestead!
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I can’t believe that we have never introduced our furbabies to you yet!!! We have 4 furry kids…Molly the cat and Mike, Carlos, and Bella, our pups! They sure do keep this old couple on their toes!
Meet Molly –
We adopted Molly from the local animal shelter, she was a year and a half old when we got her. She had been an “owner turn in” – why anyone wouldn’t want her is beyond me! She is an awesome cat and a great huntress! She will hunt down every moth and fly in the house! She really is a great cat with a really good personality! Molly is 3 years old now and loves her furry dog siblings!
She loves her Daddy!!! She was laying by his feet while he shaved.
When Chica and Roscoe (our pups Mom and Dad, like for real mom and dad) first decided it was time for puppies (yeah, not really a conscience decision!), David and I were so excited!!! Great grandpuppies! On a very hot day in August of 2016 Chica had her first 6 babies! Of course I went to their house right after work to check out the precious pups and I knew immediately which one I wanted!
We chose the little black and white puppy with the snowman on his back (Mike got older the “snowman” turned into more of an exclamation point…now it’s just a black blob).
Molly was very receptive to Mike (Mike and Molly, get it?) and they were the only pets for almost a year before the 2 younger pups came – the two of them really bonded !!!!
We always said that when we had a dog we wanted one just like Roscoe (my daughter’s dog and Mike’s Dad) – because he is the bomb dog! We got just what we ordered !!! Mike is so much like Roscoe it’s scary!
Meet Mike – (aka – Mike the Farm Dog)
Not only does Mike look like his dad, every single thing is the same (except their coloring). Mike is horribly spoiled (if you saw the amount of photos on my phone and the toys in our living room, you would seriously agree!), and Mike doesn’t know that he is a D-O-G, so if you know him, please don’t tell him 😉 Mike has slept in the bed with us since the very first night he came home, right as Hurricane Matthew was hitting our town and devastated our entire county in October of 2016.
He is seriously the perfect dog! The only way he could be closer to being a human is if he really were a human! He is our baby. The one and only…until Chica got pregnant…again!
Meet Carlos and Bella –
Ok…so it took a TON a fast talking to convince David to get another puppy! I even let him pick the puppy himself! Carlos was his choice…we knew we wanted a male (this is a good point to remember for a little later on in the story), we didn’t want to have to go through a little girl puppy and heat and spaying and all that jazz. Then, out of the blue, David has this light bulb moment and says we should get TWO puppies so they will keep each other company! We discussed and mulled it over for, oh, about 30 minutes and decided it was a GREAT idea!!!! So…I chose Bella…the one that would eventually go into heat if we didn’t spay her! Geez…what were we thinking?
These two are inseparable!!!! They love each other more than any two dogs I have every known! They are two peas in a pod. Womb mates. Litter mates. Crate mates.
Carlos is such a wimp…MY little wimp…I love him like I never thought I could love another dog (Mike is the perfect one, remember?). And he loves his Mom just as much! This little guy is afraid of EVERYTHING. No, seriously, he is! But, he loves to be outside and would stay out there permanently if you let him.
Bella is a FEARLESS little girl. I have NEVER seen anything like it! She isn’t afraid of anything! I do believe that she got her courage and ALL of the courage that was supposed to go to Carlos in the womb! She is not overly affectionate unless she wants to be. She make her own decisions and doesn’t care what anyone else says. She has no clue what the word “no” means and isn’t willing to learn. BUT….she is the most beautiful (junior) dog – not really a puppy and not really a dog yet – that you will ever see! And she loves her Carlos. And he loves her. And they both love their big brother Mike. I love our little Bella Boo (aka Belly Belle), she makes life so interesting!
These 4 furry ones are our lives. Our furry kids. Like, for real. They are all so spoiled and so loved. We are the blessed ones that were chosen to be their humans. Thank you Lord, you did good 😉