Mr Guinea Fowl

Meet old man guinea fowl!!  He has this favourite spot in the grass where he spends a lot of his time.  He can see what is going on and is protected from the wind. 

This morning this small creature tormented the dogs.  Very early, before I even wanted to be awake he was walking up and down in front the the dog yard.  The dogs obviously wanted their freedom as well so I had to get up and investigate what the barking was about.  It was just the guinea fowl.

We have only one guinea fowl left.  I must get some more although this man may be hostile to newcomers.

Monday Collectables

There are my Guinea Fowl pottery friends.

A tea pot mother and her chicks were created by Angie Russi

The baby and the teenager.  Baby chick obviously wanting attention and teenager ready to leave the nest.

The expressions are fabulous.  We have had guinea fowl here for 25 years. The mums caused us many problems taking chicks down the paddock snubbing our offer of safety from foxes.

I really love tea cosies as many of you know but this teapot is exquisite as it is.

Estella....a sheep on a mission

I would like you to meet Estella  aka Noisy Stella. 

We just need to put a foot outside the door and Stella lets outs a noisy baa.  The " baa" is not just a normal bleat from a sheep.  This is an English language "baa' and it means many things

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  Get me out of this paddock
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  Pick me some green grass
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  Let me into the goose yard
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   That hay was not too my liking
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  I want to play with all the sheep today
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  Give me peace and quiet

This girl is so pushy.  I've never seen a sheep move so fast to push between me and the gate.

Stella is the oldest sheep we have and a few times the shearer has told me "this one won't be here next year".  So far Stella has proven him wrong.

Stella can open all gates unless fitted with a latch.  I have been keeping the sheep out of the quince tree yard as the sheep were eating the leaves and pulling the quinces off the trees.  Stella had other ideas and on Friday opened the gate.  David had forgotten to put the second latch on the gate so one clip was easily removed.  I went out to feed the dogs and was met by a mob of munchers.

You can see the sheep in the front looking lovingly at the quince trees.  I lost many leaves and 5 quinces by the time I had banished Stella and mates from the yard.

The goose and the guinea fowl saying good morning! 

The guinea fowl wants to get into the goose yard in case anything might be left over from dinner last night.  Goosie is off for a bath in one of his many tubs.

By the time all this happens Stella is in the goose yard in case some special grass grew over night.

David found Stella with what he thought was a serious mouth issue on Saturday.  Stella had this huge lump in the side of her mouth.  All was fine, Stella was just eating an apple!!!

And I have been reminded by Darwinstorm (the real owner of Stella) that Stella thoroughly dislikes cats.  Maybe Daisy did something dreadful to Stella when she was a lamb.  Anyway if you are a cat and reading this blog stay out of Stella's way for  your own good.