For The Love Of English Bulldog Puppies:Seven Precious Tiny Siblings
*Helpful Tip*While this small tote worked well to transport our English Bulldog Puppies home safely, we recommend placing them in a TALL SEE THROUGH TOTE for their Precious First Week.
We arrived home on New O’Hana Farm, TN and were met by Granny and Oreo! After a brief introduction, we were shown to our room. π
We began to eat our first meal from our momma, Daisy. She is a 1st Time Momma!!! While we ate, momma had special reassuring time with daddy that everything went wonderful and she had seven precious lil’ one’s.
These babies are a Blessing from the Lord! He formed them with His Hands. With His Hands He placed their spots, designing them each in their own unique way.
Psalms 115:15 May you be blessed of the Lord, maker of heaven and earth.
Paws & Kisses, Love Daisy and her puppies!
Daisy is an AKC Registered English Bulldog and her pups will be AKC Registered.
Here on New O’Hana Farm, TN we have sticks laying about continually. Then the Lord sends the rain and the wind and instead of sticks, we have large limbs falling from our old oak trees.
Bring out the ladder. Start up the saw! We have spent several hours cutting, hauling, and stacking and we still aren’t close to being done.
We took all the limbs from one giant oak, we discovered this strange muddy substance. Is this Goo inside her large trunk her way of beginning the rotting process? If you know, can you share with a comment?
The trees that are dead, decaying, and one that was hit by lightening and falling in to the road has to come down. But, we are also pruning our other trees and PLANTING NEW TREES!!!! Yay!
We pray we are past the last frost because our Green’s Lab is holding precious Fruit Trees, Crepe Myrtle Trees and Bushes and Vegetable and Fruit Seedlings!
A bible verse that comes to mind when we stand back and try to decide which limb needs trimming, is John 15:2 This is from the King James Version because it has been my favorite since I was a little girl. The Lord made us. The Lord loves us and He is patient to prune us allowing us to grow strong and become the very best that we can be.
John 15:2 Every branch in me that beareth not fruit He taketh away:and every branch that beareth fruit, He purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit.
Thank you Dear Lord! Have a blessed and beautiful day! Don’t forget to leave comments if you know what this brown goo is! :)Jen
This year, 2020, has seen blessings from above each day. New O’Hana Farm has been healing ground to explore and grow in the Lord. My daily bible verse arrives at 5:15 a.m. with a soft ding from my phone. I can’t wait to get up, let the pups out, and see what verse is waiting to be read. With a thankful heart, I pray to the Lord through the good days and the bad, through the night, and day. I have been doing this since I was a little girl. When I was about 6 years old, I prayed that the Lord would come in to my heart, save me, and take away my sins. My prayer continued, thanking Jesus for dying on the cross, taking on our sins, arising from the dead, and preparing Heaven for us. My life is not perfect, and I have not always been a good example, but I pray to follow His path, and get up and try again. I always pray for ways to share the simple prayer I prayed when I was so young. I am not shy to ask Him for what I want, and that is that all of my family and friends will ask Him in to their hearts, and that we will all spend eternity together. No matter what age, or what you have done, the Lord wants to be your Savior, being in your life, daily path, and prayers. He made me, you, and wants to have a relationship with us. I feel so blessed to have the Lord’s continual love and that I can pray anywhere, anytime. John 3:16 Have a beautiful and blessed day! :)Jen
Our feature image is just like a game of Hide-N-Seek! I was out in one of our gardens this summer, and picked up a Seed Tray. The Tray had been left outside when Thunder and Lightning were threatening in an extremely dark sky. Rain poured for a couple of days. The dirt was nice and muddy. Lifting the tray, I saw this Toad. Surprise! He was cleverly camouflaged. Can you see him?
Psalms 104:24 How many are your works, Lord! In wisdom you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures.
The photo of the Chipmunk has been enlarged. When I found him, he froze! This gave me time to finish feeding our Chickens, and get my phone out of my pocket. Chipmunks are written as coming from the Squirrel Family. They are fast Rodents that love to get in our garden.
When I think of Rodents, I picture a Mouse or a Rat. On our farm, we have seen Mice in the house when the field is Baled. Their nests are discovered and they run for my home. And, a Rat in the Barn. These Creatures make me jump! But, not like Snakes do!!
Cleaning out Straw with a rake, I uncovered a small black Snake. Backing away, I decided I had done enough work for the day! No photo was taken. Ha!
The next photo, is of a Toad. He looks like he was found before he had time to properly get hid. π Quickly taking the photo, I walked over to water our Ducks.
The nights are getting a lot colder, and the days are pleasant and sunny. More photos will be shared soon of the leaves changing, and Autumn arriving. May you have a beautiful day, blessed from the Lord up above. :)Jen
Yesterday was more of a Goat Day, and all around ended up being a Good Day! 6:30 a.m. I was prepared to conquer the world, at least to conquer my desk and all the notes and writing ideas piling up. But, like anything in life, there are detours. My detour was 11 Goats and how to wrangle them.
Sipping coffee, I glanced out towards the woods. There is a desire to take my phone and get some of the beginning beauty of the leaves changing color. One day they will be slightly turning orange or red, then all over the ground.
All thoughts of getting anything accomplished, diminished when I saw Stitch, our only male American Pygmy Goat walking down the drive with all 7 of his girls following.
Stitch got the girls up on the bales, then went down to the right to try to keep Moses from busting through his gate.
If there is ever a time for my brain not to compute, it was after throwing on work gloves and shoes, I stood staring at their mangled gate door. The photo below does not show how torn up it was. Questions began to pile up. Had Stitch got his horns caught, panicking, wrenching the door? Had a small tornado come through, because that is what the door looked like?
Or…..and, if you live on or visit the farm, you would look over your shoulder like I did. Delilah. Our Nubian. She stood innocently on her large wooden spool. She even had the nerve to question me! “What happened over there?” her eyes asked. Pursing my lips, and staring her down, made her try to look even more innocent. “I know what you have done.” I said.
She found a weak place in her fence over by my large favorite tree. She worked the spot for days probably, until she could squeeze under. She climbed over large hay bales, and began to hit the gate door until it was nicely peeled to one side. My limited strength right now, was useless. But, I could try to block the entrance. Here is where we all can laugh! Please feel free!
Grabbing a bucket and getting some food, I drug a work table over from the shop to block them from leaving again.Luring the goats back in was simple. They are gentle, and the whole family, and the grandkids, can go in and feed them treats. They love to meet us at the fence to have their noses rubbed, or just to curiously see what we are doing. Shaking the bucket, filling their bowls, they all came back.
What else could go wrong? Our Boer male goats, Moses, the Big Daddy, and Sampson, and conniving, Delilah wanted food, attention, and to join in. The large goats plowed through my obstruction like it was paper, and Moses began to chase the females. Never have I been more proud of Stitch. He stood up to Moses, hair raised along his back, horns down. Stitch would get some of his girls protected, only to have to run to the help of the others. Sampson just wanted to play, but seemed too clumsy. And, Delilah just got in the way.
Thankfully, my daughter and son-in-law came to the rescue. Glancing down at their phones, they both saw I had texted, “Help! All 11 Goats are running wild!” They live about 15 minutes away, but when they arrived, gates were mended, and everyone was back to nibbling grass and laying in the sun in their own fenced areas.
The weather was sunny and warm. Chicken was frying in the oven! And, everyone stayed safe through the night. Have a blessed day! Love to all our family and friends! May the Lord richly bless you :)Jen
New O'Hana Farm, TN English Bulldogs 