Keeping Mikey

From the beginning, we knew there was something special about one of our Pekin Ducks. She could not stand up, her little webbed feet turning in. She scooted around on her hocks and fell on her face. Her blacks eyes would look up at me, as she tried to hobble away. It broke my heart to think she would struggle with the other ducks as they left The Nursery and entered The Aviary.

When the Pekin Ducks first came to The Nursery, they were in large totes. Heat lamps were used for the first week, and once in awhile on super cold nights, temperatures dipping down to 32 degrees.

Quickly all the ducks and the geese went in to a fenced enclosure, with more room to grow feathers out of their soft downy fluff. The Pekin Ducks began to turn from a soft yellow, to snowy white. Except, we had to make a decision about Mikey.

From the moment we noticed she could not walk, there was another duck our oldest daughter named Meep-Meep. When we would clean and water their area, Meep-Meep would come at us, positioning herself between Mikey and us! Meep-Meep was the Guard Duck for Mickey πŸ™‚

When we would enter The Nursery, Meep-Meep would see us and start making the meep meep sounds, thus how she was named. She would even make the sounds when we were unlocking the door, almost as if saying hello! We decided to let Mikey and Meep-Meep stay together in one of the large totes as companions for about a week, then Meep-Meep went in to the fenced enclosure.

This brought up the question of what to do with Mikey? There was a family that took in ducks with leg problems. They already had 3 ducks with the same deformity as Mikey.

One night, as I cleaned her area, I told my husband I had named her Mikey after my brother, Michael, who was handicapped. Michael had passed away right before my husband and I had met. I thought Mikey would be the perfect name whether our duck was male or female.

When I shared my reason for her name, he said Mikey would have her own place to live her life her on our New O’Hana Farm, TN. She lives close to The Aviary, separated by her new friends in The Chicken Coop. The chickens sit by the fence and gently cluck and coo to her. Their sounds reassuring her, as Mikey grows and lives her life at her own pace. You can see our English Bulldog, Daisy Gentle Lee, loves to listen to their sounds. I wonder if she knows what they are saying to one another? :)Jen

Farm Live Along With Good, Bad, and Trying Times, 2020

All three of our Dogs play well together now. Fear was that they would not all get along when Zoey came to guard the farm animals. They are best sisters and watch out for each other.

Today I woke up excited that it was Friday, May 1,2020. The sun was shining at 6:30 and I was going to conquer the world, or maybe what needed to be done on the farm.

But, the bad had to mingle with the good right away. The dogs went out and I went to feed the ducklings, goslings, and chickens. Just as easy as you can lose a thought, the dogs were gone. One place in the fence line out by the road gets washed out when we have a lot of rain. They seem to know when that is, and they scurry under and run the neighbors field and check out the cows. If you have an English Bulldog, you know they can not run free. They can run a couple of laps, then they need water and to take a nap! They finally came back and thankfully weren’t hit by a car. Daisy will probably sleep all day!

I have said it before, we get a lot of rain, and boots and raincoat always stay by the door. No complaining when you can look out and see wildflowers, flowers, and green trees. We have three large garden plots that might need to be mowed before we can plant seeds! πŸ™‚ The good part is that we should be able to do some tilling tomorrow and plant our seeds since we have had a few days free from storms.

The chickens are ready to go to the coop and they turn 8 weeks old May 5. We have not been able to put them out there because of temperatures dipping back down in to the 30’s and 40’s through the night. We have ducklings and goslings that need to take over the larger part of the nursery. Then turkeys are arriving in a week and a half.

We still have 2 goats that like to escape their pen, but we have goats that are content. They are a joy to watch run and play, butting heads and doing a goat binky. Our oldest daughter told me her bunny binkies, but I had not a clue what she meant. It is one of the cutest things to see as they run and jump. They look so free and happy! If I can get the goats on video, I will share with you.

My parents live with us, and the good is that they live with us! I can still laugh with my dad. I can still ask my mom how she stayed on such a great schedule every day and still cook, clean, shop, garden, can, go to school, be a pastor’s wife, and raise children.

We miss being with our huge family during these trying times, but we have so many ways to connect and we are very blessed. Always in prayer. Have a blessed day :)Jen