Foxy

FOXY – As in, that four-footed, fluffy-tailed menace.  We had an attack!!
Last Friday, as Rick was getting ready for work, he heard a commotion in the chicken house.  He ran outside to find a FOX trying to carry off one of our chickens!  Luckily he scared the fox off (he actually ran downstairs to grab his gun, and then sat and waited for him to come back).  The fox got away unscathed.  Our chicken wasn’t as fortunate.  But she IS alive and recovering well.

The first morning was pretty traumatic for her.  Lots of hiding underneath the chicken house.  We weren’t sure she was going to make it… we thought we might have to “put her out of her misery.”  But by the afternoon she was limping around the yard, doing her best to keep up with the others.  She has a broken wing, and lost quite a few feathers (though it’s time for the molt, so she won’t miss them much), and we think just a sore leg.

I know it’s crazy, but I devised a “sling” for her broken wing.  I cut a piece from a pair of pantyhose and put it over her whole body and the bad wing.  Her good wing is free, and it keeps the broken wing from dragging and tripping her.  I’d like to figure something out with cotton or something more breathable than the nylon, but it’s working so far until I do.  She’s actually scratching and pecking and keeping up with the other hens quite well with it on.  I don’t know if it will heal in this position, or if a broken wing is truly and forever broken… will it just flop down without the sling??  Anyone know?  I know we could go to a vet for it, but from what I’ve read, they will amputate the wing, and she would be the one winged bandit for life.  That’s ok, and all.  Except I don’t really want to spend $50 to $100 on a chicken (I mean, they cost like $1.35!!).  Any advice is welcome on this one.  ???

FOXY – As in, “aren’t these vintage aprons foxy!?!”  Not only are they adorable, but they were MY GRANDMOTHER’S, and now they’re mine!!!

Last week, my mom was in New Jersey, for my great aunt and uncle’s 50th wedding anniversary.  She was sharing my blog with our family out there to show off Henry’s video.  Well, my Great-Aunt Betty saw my Apronista post, and the next day she gave these gems to my mother to bring home to me!!  How great is that!!

These are both so cute!!  The black and white one is trimmed with rick-rack, and the towel is attached with snaps, so you can take it off after you’re done cooking, and look cute when your guests arrive!  And the white one trimmed in red just has the cutest neckline!!  **SWOON!**  I love them both!!

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FOXY – As in, “That Mr. H is a foxy little one, isn’t he?”
My sly little guy has fallen in love with cookies (or “googies” as he calls them).  Rick baked cookies (!) a week or two ago, and ever since then, it’s been “Googie, googie, googie” non-stop.  He says it with the most charming little “please,” and with reckless demanding!  And if there are none, or if he gets told no… look out!

But Saturday, he took the cake, er, cookie… we had brought some homemade chocolate-chip-googies to a friends’ barbecue.  The cookies were neatly sitting on a plate on the picnic table in the yard.  And my sly-fox calmly and purposefully walked right over to the table, reached up his cute, pudgy little hand, and helped himself!  He is a regular “Googie Monster!”