Needs Must Yard Farming

AKA Boring Bunnies! Well, that's what some people (who shall remain named Mumster) call them! If chickens are gateway livestock, rabbits are pure crack.  Totally addictive and you simply can't have just one or two.  Even when you think "Just one more, I can stop at that!" you are soooooo lying.   Like for an alcoholic,"One drink is one too many and a thousand are never enough."   That's rabbits! Amanda, Simon and Flower.  Flower is due to give us babies (called Kits) this week. Now, a bit of back story to put today's rabbits in their proper place and order ... We - mum, myself, two younger brothers and my grandparents - (granddad being an ex-pat Brit, specifically a Geordie), lived in Merry Olde in 1989-1990 and at that time found it to be the most expensive place to live in the WORLD!!!  And, as only Mum and I were totally happy there, we all eventually up sticks and moved back to the States. As I said, mum and I w

The joys of moving into a new house are many and varied, but some of them are not so fun. We were in our new place for a grand total of two weeks when the bottle of gas that powered the stove ran out. "No problem," thinks I, "we will just exchange it for a new one." The stove had been running on camper gas rather than the big propane tanks that I grew up with, so getting a nice big tank was already on my to do list. Turns out not only are there no gas companies servicing this area, but the tank I exchanged for a full one had been "rigged" to fit and the new one didn't. Fit, that is. As if that wasn't vexing enough, Devin (eldest son) had managed, because of the jury-rigged nature of the coupling, to triple kink the copper pipe. Needless to say, we are no longer cooking on gas! The chicken/rabbit pen being constructed for the second time.  As I built it against the house I used scrounged bits of metal to make supports for the metal roof p