Showing posts with label Tiramisu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tiramisu. Show all posts

Wednesday, 18 December 2013

IS THIS NORMAL FOR A CHICKEN?

As I am very new to chicken raising, I am not sure what is classified as 'normal' behaviour or not.


For the last day or so I have been noticing a hole dug in their enclosure. Today when we went up, the white girl was laying in the hole. At first I thought she was struggling to get up, so I reaching in to check on her. She then got up fine.

But it was then I saw that she had been laying on a largish round rock. Does this mean she thinks it is an egg? The white girl is twelve months old and she is a Leghorn Chicken.

We are used to weird animals, Tira is the weirdest cat I have ever known.


Does this mean we will get eggs soon? Or is she just playing surrogate mother to a rock?

 Tira likes to hang out in the cubby house

Friday, 18 January 2013

3/52



Tiramisu and Jarvis.


 Tira is a crazy cat; she had a rough beginning, and has never been ‘normal’. She is the oddest cat I have ever known. Tira is such a complicated cat she could have a blog of her own, after all she does have her own Facebook page. I have never known any other cat that likes to play in the rain or wants to shower with me.  She likes to play with the dogs in the house behind us, but fights with the three legged cat next door.

She either hates people, for example will poo on the rug when Tamika’s best friend comes around, or scratch my Mother in-law every time she comes to visit. Or Tira adores you, she is all over my brother-in-law, attempting to sleep on him and cuddle him all of the time. 

With Jarvis, for Tira, it was love before he was even out of my tummy. From the moment I was pregnant (before I even knew I was) Tira slept on my tummy every night.

I was worried how Tira would be with Jarvis once he was born, but she protects him. If anyone is playing chasey with Jarvis she will attack that person. She allows Jarvis to bonk her on the head regularly with toys and never reacts. If Jarvis is having a sleep, Tira will sleep near by, as if she is guarding him. If Jarvis cries, Tira will come and head butt me in the shins, as if to let me know.

And Jarvis loves Tira, after all, his second word was cat. He even attempted to learn to walk by hanging on to Tira. 

Tira was my cat, but now she is Jarvis’s



There are a few, Portrait a Week options out there. A lot involve taking a portrait of your children each week. I already take 100s of photos of my children each week, so I thought I would twist the idea a little. What I never seem to get is group shots, images of the family together. Whether it is my two children, Tamika and Jarvis. Or me with the kids. Or shots of Justin and I. So I am going to challenge myself to get one image of "my family" per week.