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After we lost our precious, little Daisy, I was at the Bird store and saw him in one of the cages. I had wanted an ekkie for quite awhile. So I asked about him and learned that he needed to be rehomed. His previous owner had two seriously ill children and had to give him and his flockmates up. He was only two years old and just starting to talk. He was very scared the first time he was taken out of his cage. However, I visited him almost everyday for a month. He soon began to look forward to our visits. He also began to recognize me when I came into the store, and wanted to come out and visit me. One day my husband was with me and asked me when I was going to bring him home. So I wrote out a check, ordered his cage and made arrangements as to when I'd pick him up. It was an excellent decision. He's a delightful, wonderful bird and is very happy in his forever home. He said about three phrases at first. Now, 5 years later, he says about 3 dozen different things, including telling our ringneck, Princess, to "Stop it!" when she's shrieking. He loves to talk and has the cutest little voice! My favorite is, "I go poopy, Mama. I'm a GOOD BOY!" He does, too, and he is!! He's potty-trained..

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Hi! My name is Mr. Finnegan

I am a Solomon Islands Eclectus from White Lake, MI.

Finny, Finny-Guinny Mr. Finnegan, Buddy, Mama's Boy

7 years old   M

Solomon Islands Eclectus

CHEESE, pecans, CHEESE, grape juice, CHEESE, apples, eggs and just about ANY FOOD Mama and Daddy are eating! Did I mention CHEESE? Oh, and I almost forgot, blueberry yogurt, yummm!

My boing, the baker's rack out on the sun porch (when the weather's warm) and my playstand. I also like to hang out on the fold-down door of my cage, and of course, my fav...on Mama and Daddy.

Touching my head or my back with your hands.

Mommy and Daddy love me SO much that they share their food with me. I get to try so many new and delicious things. What bird wouldn't love that? I LOVE to eat, so that's really high on my priority list. I love to take showers with Mommy, and she and I constantly talk to each other. She's taught me many new words and phrases. I love to talk to Mommy, but not Daddy, although I'm getting better about that. Mommy gives me lots of kissies, too, and I say "Kissy" and make the kissy sound. In all, I say about 30 different things now.

I LOVE being blown dry with the hair dryer after my shower with Mama. I talk a lot, but stop talking when my Daddy enters the room. Best of all, I am potty trained and tell Mama when I have to poopy. I don't happen to think that's quirky, do you?.

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  Hi Finnegan
I bet it makes dad's days go so much faster when he's allowed to travel a bit.
Last night mom went to Lena's art show and sale, and she bought some paintings and some prints for Christmas gifts.
It rained pretty much all day until late afternoon yesterday, so there was no pool time at all. Today was a different story, though! After doing the main aviary and the small flight aviary this morning, mom got to go to the pool for the last time this summer. It was a gorgeous afternoon, even if it was a bit cloudy here and there.
As for the squirrels, the little girl grey has started eating mash, and today she preferred to eat rather than take formula from the syringe. This morning she drank about half of the formula, then turned her head, so mom squirted the rest into her mash, which she promptly ate. Mom checked at noon, and refilled it, and again at 4, it was empty, so mom refilled it again. She will still get hand fed a few more nights, but she should be back at the center by the end of the week. The little boy fox squirrel opened his eyes today! That means mom can quit stimulating him to go to the bathroom, and in a few days, she can introduce mash to him as well. When she reported their weights this morning, the staff was pleased with their development.
I hope you are having a good Labor day, getting the best picnic of the year in, or whatever else you are doing, and getting lots of sunshine and love. Hugs, Falco

Come visit me, Gizmo, I miss you, sweet boy, Willie, Kaji, TiPaul, and Sky for 10k!, Peppino, Divo, welcoming his old buddy Tooth home & Falco, fly free, Tooth.

09/01/2014 01:50.24 PM Report This Comment  
  Good Afternoon
Well we had a cook out earlier this afternoon, and as usual, pops managed to burn the hot dogs so you couldn't tell what they were. Mom said that she making dinner, RESERVATIONS..... And I can't say I don't blame her. Sometimes pops cooking leaves a lot to be desired.

Come visit me, Jetta.

09/01/2014 01:34.22 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 1--Welcome to Cape Breton Island part 1
Hello everybirdie, my name is Angel Girl. I am a member of the SKY Flock, and this month's BOTM candidate. I would like to take this first day to introduce myself a little bit, and outline our month long trip to beautiful Cape Breton Island, Nova, Scotia, Canada.
I arrived at the Sky flock several years ago when my new owner became too afraid of me to keep me. I had lived with my first owner for the first five years of my life. I was born to his father's flock in the Barrie, Ontario area. I was a much loved, and pampered pet, who enjoyed the best of food, and attention. I even have a custom made large cage. When the relationship between my daddy and mommy fell apart I was posted for sale on the internet and ended up in Peterborough, Ontario,.
Why my new owner ever got me will forever be a mystery, but was, in part motivated by my Momma Deb telling her that she had wanted an African Grey for many years and was considering a clutch of Cameroons. My new owner had the very best of intentions, but lacked Parrot handling skills and experience. She was afraid of me, and when I made an escape from my cage, was unable to get me home again, and resorted to using a broom to "herd" me along. I came to hate the broom, as I was daily allowed out, but broomed back to my cage. Eventually I began to attack the broom, and the one holding it aggressively, biting and screaming my displeasure. After several months of war, my owner contacted my Momma Deb and asked her if she would take me in. My Momma Deb was very happy to go get me. She found me cowering in the back of the cage, locked in the back bedroom. I was quickly "caught up" with a towel and placed into a carrier. My cage and I were loaded up, and I was off to my new forever home.
It took a lot of work to get to the place were I trusted Momma Deb. She endured many hard bites, and one attack on that broom she was using to clean the floor. Since Momma Deb didn't give-up, I decided that I would trust her, and have since become Momma's special Girl. I have an extensive vocabulary of words, and sound effects, and I love singing my many songs. Enough about me.
This month we will be exploring Cape Breton Island, along the Cabot Trail by horse-back. IF any-birdie does not have a horse from CHUEY's BOTM Cattle Drive please let me know and we will round up one for you. We will be camping outdoors, enjoying many fun adventures, taking part in some Celtic festivals and games, and maybe even end up sparkled as my Fister Little Angel and Dixie Adler joy us for the trip. Pack up your camping gear, and ready to ride.
See everyone tomorrow as we take flight to Cape Breton. (SKY has transported our horses there by trailer).
Hugs and love
ANGEL GIRL 224627

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09/01/2014 11:24.29 AM Report This Comment  
  Message from QUEEN CHUEY
Howdy everybirdy, Queen Chuey here. I want to thank you all once more for riding the Trail with me. I had lots of fun and adventure this past month. I have a few plans for this upcoming month of September in the Castle. Seeing how well you all have mastered the art of horse riding,roping and the like, I think it only right to hold a RODEO at the Castle. The day and time will be posted both on the Calendar page and my own, also on my cousin ANGEL GIRLS PAGE.


Angel Girl is our September BOTM candidate and I know that you all will enjoy the month with her on Cape Breton Island. This adventuresome month will be narrated in true SKY FLOCK style and humor. It promises to be a fun, informative adventure. I must warn you though,that LITTLE ANGEL and her Hus-bird DIXIE will be joining you , so be prepared for some "SPARKLY" times head. ANGEL GIRL'S page #--224627.
Remember to give those horses some extra oats and molasses, they sure deserve it. Now, if I can only get these cowbird boots off, I'm gonna relax by the pool for a spell. Then enjoy some fine vittles in the Banquet Hall.
Hugs and kisses
Queen Trail Boss Chuey

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09/01/2014 09:06.20 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Finnegan
That's really good news that your dad can come home. But, it's hard on your mom with all the driving. I'm sure that will help him get back faster with something good to look forward to. I bet he misses all the fids too.
It was a lazy, cool and cloudy day (71 degrees) with some rain. I took advantage and had a very long nap. Then, I was ready to go crazy and drive mom nuts ... hehehehe. That was my plan and it worked!
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Chyna

Come visit me, Chyna & Bailey ♥ RIP.

08/31/2014 10:50.50 PM Report This Comment  
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08/31/2014 05:51.35 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 31--The final Trail to Wyoming
Well, you can bet we sure had a merry time watchin' Bart, and his rustlers tryin' to get that mess off their feathers and cowboy outfits. The harder they tried, the worse mess they got themselves into. Jenny-Lynn just stood there, wings on her hips, laughin' so hard I wondered she didn't fall over. We came outta the brush and from behind them rocks to enjoy the show. Bart was cawin' and cussin' like a crow, but the more he tried, the worse it got. His wings got to stickin to his cowboy hat, then he fell again onto them ants and he was rollin like a dog with fleas.
"Ain't ya gonna help me Jenny-Lynn?" Bart pleaded as he tried in vain to get his wings off his head.
"Nah, I'm kinda enjoyin the show myself." JL sat down on a boulder and watched. The others gave up their fightin' and tryin and just stood their, sticky glop droppin' off in puddles onto their boots.
"Bart, we give up! You can try to take them cows ya gotta mind to, but we quit!" Twitch turned and looked at us, "you can shoot us if ya wanta, but we don't want your herd no more."
"You get, don't let us be seein' any sign of ya ever agin, or we'll be hangin from a rope" I finish and looked at them, grinning widely. "Now vamoose" It took but a few seconds before they began to wobble, and stumble off down the Trail, I had no doubt we'd seen the last of them. "Now Bart, what ya gotta say for yourself. You know the law of the West is hangin' but I don't have no heart for the likes of that. Instead you'll work for Lizzie, do all the dish washin, and ever she has a problem with ya, she's free to toast ya." Bart looked sadly at the mess he was in, and silently nodded his agreement. After much scrubbin in the river he came up as clean as a scoundrel like him could be. He worked quietly and nervously for Lizzie all the way to Wyoming where we cut him loose hopin' he'd learned his lesson. I'm a proud Trail Boss at how well you all learned to rope and ride, herd, and protect the herd of Long-horned Cattle all the way from Texas to Wyoming. You shot, and fought like the very best of them seasoned cow-punchers, ya ought be real proud of yourselves.
At this time I wish to thank each and everyone of you for your awesome support, both by voting daily and your encouraging words. I truly hope you all enjoyed your month long adventure on the Western Trail, and perhaps came away with a little bit of historical information too.
A very special thank you goes out to Momma Deb of the SKY FLOCK for all her photo editing, and assistance, without which I would never have been able to write such an eggciting, and fun adventure. Momma Deb is a real story-teller, and I appreciate her hard work, input and help.
Now, with my last blog posted I am heading back home for a short visit with my own Momma. I know she missed me while we rode the Trail, forged the River and fought the bad-birds. I have missed my hus-bird Mikey D too.
with love and hugs
Trail Boss Chuey

Come visit me, mikey d, birdie haven park, Queen Chuey, thank you for BOTM, sweetpea, thanks for botd, zoey & cricket & nakita.

08/31/2014 10:28.55 AM Report This Comment  
  Day 30--As the smoke settles
What a gun-fight it was. Bullets sailin' arrows whizzin' past ya, and of course our herd stampeeding like mad-dogs towards the River. TiPaul races Lightning past the lead and cuts sharp hopin' to turn the varmits some, Pookie let's out a YIP, and dashes round the herd to the south, turnin' the lead steers back towards our camp. Mind ya it was a better idea then havin' them chargin' long-horns divin' into the water have crazy-like. Dixie cut into the dust and thunderin' hooves, and roped a cow pullin' the rope taunt he backed her up and a number of steers took her lead and swung wide to the north, and retraced their poundin' hoof prints.. Strawberry and Sugar where slappin' their hats on the horses flanks to pick up even more speed, as the herd continued to run wild. " YEEEEHAWWW! Chyna's voice could be heard over the herd, They're turnin' back"
Well on any other day, them cows changin' their ornery minds mighta been a good idea, but right now it wasn't. A bullet whipped by, knockin' my hat clear off my head. "WOW, that was close"
"Sorry Boss," Baxter yelled, " I missed my target"
"I wanta hope so, especially if'n I'm that target" I couldn't help but laugh at all the fun we was havin'. Then I heard them cows bearing down towards us. I sprung for my horse Cutter and barrelled out to meet them Steers face-on, Sky and Jenny-Lynn kept me covered, as Sweetpepper, Little Peep, and Cydney rode out to join me. " We have to make them turn back into themselves. We'll have to hold tight and make'em veer to the right. That oughta slow them down enough to get' em back under control. With thousand pound of cows, headin straight at us, I was sure prayin' my plan would work. The lead cow came right towards us, the herd on her heals. I let off a couple shots into the air and she turned, her side brushin Cutter as she headed in the direction I had wanted.
"Yippe! It worked, I never doubted ya Boss" Little Peep yelled riding after the slowin' herd.
I whipped my forehead, counted my blessin's then rode back into the gun-fight. Jumpin clear of Cutter as I dove for the side of the chuckwagon.
"Ready Boss" BonBon whispered," Let's go gettum." I let out a whistle that brought JL, Sky, Kiddo, Jolie, Finnegan crawlin and weavin' their way to join me back of the dragon-Wagon. Each picked up a big metal bucket, and snuck off into the thick brush .I followed, my bucket in hand. Movin' silent like,we made our way to where we had Bart and his ratty bunch of rustlers pinned-down. Gettin as close as we could, we stopped, watchin a spell. Then Jenny-Lynn headed into the camp. Bart drew on her but seein' JL. he lowered his riffle. Jenny lifted her wing as if to stretch and we set sail with the special-surprise BonBon and Snowflake concocted. Honey, molasses, and red hot chili peppers land with a splat coatin' all them rustlers from head to toe. Bart stumbled, and landed square onto an ant hill. What fun!
Chuey 245908

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08/30/2014 03:36.06 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 29--The Guns Blazin--Battle at Pegleg Crossin'
WOW, now that was too close for comfort. Chuey here with today's Cattle Drive Update. It was just as the sun was settin' in the West, that the gun fight began. In the growin' darkness it becomes mighty hard to see what lurks in the brush near by a rider. The herd was grazin quiet-like when all of a sudden all "hell-broke-loss". Cinn-A-Bun had just rode long-bout the outer south flank of the herd, when somethin' went whippin' pass his ear, dang-close too.
"What the ???" he shouts in shock, kneein' Firestorm into a gallop to rejoin Kiddo, Gus and Willie toward the drag. " RUSTLERS!" went up the call as bullets came a sailin' towards the riders. Well, it wasn't but a second, before Jenny-Lynn, Sky, Snowy and Raffi was kneelin behind the boulders gun a blazin in return fire. Arrows flew towards the treeline, and a yelp came from the grown blackness, " Bart, I dun been shoot in the Vent."
I was just returnin from my trip to spy on their where-abouts when they'd jumped horses and took off into the night. I had hoped to get back before the fun started but let me tell ya, by the time I returned to the herd, the cows was racin' in panic towards the Crick, guns was blastin away at them Rustlers. I sprung off Cutter and dived behind the nearest rocks, takin' careful aim at a big Black galoot, ridin after our herd. He let out a yip when I dusted his tail feathers but good.
"BOSS, BOSS!?" Hulk came crawlin low over to join in the fight. "Jenny-Lynn and Raffi have Black Bart pinned down in cross fire. She wants tah know what you want her to do?"
"Tell her to bring him in alive if she can, we don't want no blood shed"
Hulk got off a few good shots as he ducked and dived the bullets wavin' his way back to where JL had Bart in her sights.
Jedi, Panther, Apache and Spot had managed to make their way up to join Cheyenne brothers. Kaji and Lizzie had their double-barrels blazin' holdin' off the mangy-thieves tryin to steal our Dragon-Wagon. Mikey was busy pepperin' a nasty-tempered bearded crow with rock-salt. "Got- em" he yelled to Kaji as the Crow let out a yelp as the shot bulls-eyed its mark.
"YEE HAAAW, nuthin better then a good gun-fight!" JL yells to me across the open grassland. Pookie and Dixie had raced out after the herd, with TiPaul, Sugar, Chyna and Strawberry in hot pursuit. Angel and Pepper covered the riders as they took care4ful aim towards the trees from where the return fire had come. Pearl and Silver hankered down behind an old wooden box and carefully watched for perfect aim and fired as one. "YOWWWW! Hey that hurt" came the pained response.
Cappy, Chipper and Boo Boo dropped down onto their bellies and began to inch closer to where the Rustlers where hidden. They had a BIG SURPRISE for them. Snowflake and BonBon had been busy mixin up a special gift for their uninvited Rustler friends.
Chuey 245908

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08/29/2014 03:44.29 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 28--Ready for the Battle to come
Well, howdy there all you cow punchers, Chuey here with today's Cattle drive Update. Things are gettin' right touchy 'bout now. With Jenny-Lynn drawn on Bart and evenin' drawn close, we're settin' bout to have us a gun shoot. Black Bart, he's a thinkin' we will be easy pickins but he ain't hankered down long enough to get a real eye-full of just how much bird-power we have on our side.
" Boo, I've been thinkin' long here, and I think maybe we might just take him completely by surprise."Chipper says to me, as I was restin my vent for a spell.
"I was thinkin' likewise myself" I tell her, then firgure I'd best be gettin' back to work. I let out a shrill whistle and Cutter came trotten up ready to go. Springin' into the saddle I head back to check on the drag, and make sure everyone was safe and on the alert back there.
"Sugar? Anything out-a the ordinary back here?"
"Everything is calm and peaceful. Gus and Hulk have rode back to help us keep an eye on the stranglers." Cori says, pointin over by the tree line. I can just make out Apollo and Gus throught he heavy dust floatin' in the humid air.
I give Cutter a quick slap onthe flanks and he is off at a quick trot. We stop by and speak to every wrangler as we make a round about the herd. Pullin back into point position, I settle into my saddle and do me some serious calculatin'. I figuring that we should be cross Brady Creek west of Brady by high noon. From there we enter the hills and high country through to Cow Gap this side of Coleman. That's a long, steep trail we were headin into, what with newborn calves, and rustlers we were certain to have some troubles for sure!
Pulling on my reins, I spin Cutter out from the point and gallop off to the north, Sky and Jenny-Lynn watch from their hidden nest among the rocks. "I wonder what Chuey's up to?" Sky says out loud to no one in particular.
"She's goin to ride round back of those mangy rustlers and get herself some first-hand information. I know it won't be long before that varmint makes his move to steal the herd and collect himself some horse too." JL watches through her telescope.
" Well boyz, it's nae-onto-noon, not much longer now. What easy money this is gonna be Boyz. Change the rands some and collect the cash in Wyoming." Black Bart laugh, spittin chewin-tabaccie from the side of his beak.
"money, lots of money Boyz"
Twitch finishes cinching his saddle on his grey nag, and nods agreement. "Lots of money Boss, lots!"
Chuey listens silently, a grin closing her face, " you just wait "boyz" you just wait!"
Chuey 245908

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08/28/2014 05:00.49 PM Report This Comment  
  Dear Mr Finnegan, begin again-all my love from Jen
...with al our Dallas love, and that is a lot, we wish you, uncle Charles, and our precious aunt Susan, all the best of everything! Very few times in our lives has any birdies touched our lives as the Dixon family has, you always bring tears to our daddy's eyes! It is 65 degrees at my home and will warm to the mid-seventies with a good chance of rain for the next 3 days! We are ll prepping for the Milonga County Fair, I hope Ziggy does well, he sure is getting hard to live with lately, he has been grooming and riding Hambone every day, and looking very fast! Have a great throw back Thursday, and give my love to all in your happy home, see ya tomorrow...

Love from Jenny & our loving family

PS~As a soldier, dad and all of us admire courage under fire, your family exemplify that characteristic BIG TIME, talk is cheap, we love you so very much......

Come visit me, Ziggy & Hambone at the Fair~We're in it to win it, Jen Lynn~My new banker face, pretty cool huh!!, Limon Dallas~Thanks for BOTD, I love my new home!, The Raiders~Happy New Year from the team in 2014!!, QUEEN ANGEL CHRISTY~Thanks for the honor of BOTD, Ms LaLo-Waiting for the County Fair, such fun! & Mr Flash~Summer at the McAviay.

08/28/2014 08:57.17 AM Report This Comment  
  Day 27--Bring it on Bart!
Well, howdy all, Chuey here with our Cattle Drive Update. We made this side of San Saba at Pegleg Crossing by mid-afternoon, but he herds were weary from the quick pace, so we pitched camp early and set about puttin' guards on watch. We'd gotten word back from Sky regardin what they'd been findin' out from thoise Rustlers and Black Bart. As told by Sky, Jenny Holiday Earp Hickok took to visitin again;
"..I want to speak to my old friend alone for a moment!" Jen sits tall in her saddle and rides to meet up with Mr Bart! The two old friends shake wings and Jen says "back off Blackie, let my friends & herd pass peacefully!" Not liking that, Bart slaps leather but Jen pulls hers first, and all of a sudden, Bart is looking down the bore of Jenny's deadly 44! JL holsters her weapon, and says,"ride away, we are even friend" with a quick shoulder bump, the two return to their own people! Jen is under orders not to cause any disturbance and is waiting furthers orders from Trail Boss Ms Chuey."
Chuey rubs her chin, shakin her head, " Sky, Go pick out a dozen birds and post them around Bart's camp, have' em on the ready. We're fixin' to have us a shoot-out!"
Jedi rides over to speak with Chuey, "Boss, I brought you some Cheyenne scouts from my family at the rez. They will watch over us and make sure all of us are safe and not harmed. They will be watching over us with bows and arrows ready !" Chuey looked around, then Jedi pointed to the distant hills, Lifting his Arm, Chuey saw two scouts raise Bows high over their heads. "Thanks pardner, we're well prepared"
Jenny rode away to rejoin Chyna watchin from a distance. "He ain't gonna let this be." Chyna grinned knowin' he was goin' ride his band of rustlers into a mess of trouble."

" Ok boyz, They think they have us scared, Well, we'll be seein' to that" Bart laughs his wicked laughter echoing off the hills and rocks. " get yourselves ready, we're goin' callin" Bart laughs again louder, evil and menacing. His gang of mangy rustlers grin, gettin into their boss's merriment. "Yes sir ye, we'll show'em " twitch says as he saddles up his nag. Mountin up, they ride off to collect themselves a herd of long-horns. Arriving in the rocky brush by the river, they wait for their payday to arrive from down the trail.
" Boss, Boss, we'er all set." Pookie says, riding past to join the point riders out front carryin' their long-riffles across their saddles, Panther, tips his hat and nods, he's ready and waitin' for the show to begin. Cori, Sugar and Falco hold the herd into a straight line for the River ahead, swing-ridin' all the while keepin' eyes on the trail and hills close by. Sweetpepper, with Sweetie and Kacey carry newborn calves on their saddles, too young for the quickened pace of the herd."
Trail Boss Chuey 245908

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08/27/2014 02:22.57 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Finnegan
It's good when dad can come home for awhile, isn't it? I bet your mom loves when that happens, too. Sorry she hasn't been able to use the pool this year, it has been a good year in PA for the pool.
This morning mom got the letters to the tax folks off in the mail. She sent 2, one for the municipal tax and one for the school tax, and both went certified, so she'll have a record of them being collected. She is hoping that will lead to a quick refund, but we all think she's having a pipe dream. After mailing the letters, she went to 4 stores before she found the right vitamins for her eyes that the retina people told her to take. You would think they'd be easier to find than that.
Now she's home, the house is clean, and she isn't going back outside until the pool opens at 3:30, so she's ours for the day. It's another beautiful summer day here, hope you are having the same. Get lots of love today! Hugs, Falco

Come visit me, Gizmo, I miss you, sweet boy, Willie, Kaji, TiPaul, and Sky for 10k!, Peppino, Divo, welcoming his old buddy Tooth home & Falco, fly free, Tooth.

08/27/2014 09:09.31 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Finnegan
I'm happy to hear that your dad can come home for visits. I know he enjoys that. Sounds like he can eat anything too. Much better to eat at home than in the care place. That would be greyt if he can come home for good very soon.
It's not a good summer for anyone this year. 2014 is a bad weather year and we hear that 2015 will be the same :(
We are back to 72 degrees and partly sunny. Not sure if I should put my swimsuit away. Maybe I'll wait a while. I hope to go shopping with mom tomorrow. She says I can get a new toy if they have one for a YCM.
Hugs
Chyna

Come visit me, Chyna & Bailey ♥ RIP.

08/26/2014 10:57.18 PM Report This Comment  
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08/26/2014 06:42.01 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 26- troubles comin our way
Howdy cow-wranglers, Chuey here with today's Cattle Drive Update. We rode double watches during the night to keep an eye open for our friend Black Bart. We were waitin' for him and his raggedy band of vultures to swoop down on our herd and run' em off in the middle of the night, but all was quiet. Too quiet!
"Boss," Polly whispers " what' d ya think he's up too?"
"Well, ain't too sure. He's been trailin' us since we headed out, ain't sure at all" I answered, not sure what to say beyond that.
" JL and Sky sent back word through Kiddo and Spot that Black Bart had hankered down over yonder by Llano. They been talkin' real quiet-like, makin plans" Jedi reports. I nod, and give Cutter his head as we make one round of the herd to update the others on what I just learned.
We kept the herd close-up and movin' pretty steady through the mornin' and by mid-day we'd already covered six miles. I'd just set down to some hot vittles when Chyna came gallopin' in, stoppin in a cloud of dust and horse sweat. " the rustlers are saddled up and movin to the rocks west of Beef Trail Crossin'. Jenny-Lynn and Sky are followin' 'em so they don't make a slip on us and get us by surprise. "
Chyna hopped off Dyna-Dancer, and Rio grabbed the lead and walked her to the corral, stripin' her saddle off and rubbin' her down good. BonBon ropes a silver dapple and throws the saddle over his muscular back, tightenin' the straps good, and leads him over to where Chyna is eatin' a quick bowl of stew before headin' back to join up with JL and Sky.
"tell them two not to get gun-crazy too soon, we wanta teach Bart a lesson 'bout his thieving' ways"
I grabbed up Cutters reins, as I sprung onto his back, given him a slap on the shoulder we were off on a gallop to warn the point riders to b e ready for the "party"
"Sky, look" Jenny-Lynn points out the hoof prints of two new riders crossin' those of Black Bart and his band of rustlers." Sky leans over the shoulder of his horse Chief and studies them for a minute.
"Yep, looks that way" Sky clicks to Cutter and they move out followin' the new set of tracks for a spell to see who it is that has joined the rustlers. They didn't have to ride long before they spied the gang, settled down in the brush, with a smoke-less fire heatin' a pot of grub. Black Bart was in deep conversation with the two new comers, while the others kept a watch for the herd on the trail. It was here, hidden by the rocks and brush that Chyna caught up with them. She had brought them food from the dragon-wagon and they ate it in silence as they kept watch on their friends below .
Suddenly, the camp was alive with activity as the rustlers caught up their horses, and silently packed up their belongin's. " Ok boys, they're gonna be here in a few hours, lets get us ready, "SLIM, you and Twitch get over to the rock corral and make sure that the herd can't escape when the rest of us drive them in there."
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08/26/2014 01:57.00 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Finnegan
Dad has to feel better, just getting out of that place for a couple of hours.
Happy Birthday to Mother Theresa, may she rest in sainted peace. She sure brought about change in her ministry.
Today mom had a lot of errands to run before blogging, and she still isn't really done. She took the dogs to the new groomer, and they look and smell divine now! She also had to get more blankets and stuffed animals for the squirrels, pick up some wild bird seeds, go to the grocery and buy fresh veggies and fruits for us. By the time she got that done, it was time to feed the squirrel babies, so she came home and did that, then the groomer called, so she went to pick up the girls.
Later she is going to the pool, then hoping to find the vitamins she needs for her eyes, going to Aunt Gin's house to make a copy of her property assessment for the local tax office. These folks are willing enough to send out statements when they get their assessments from the county, but not willing to accept that the house has been reassessed, even though we know the county sent them a statement. They want mom to send a statement too, so she can get a refund. Whatever, though, she'll do it.
We may be in lockdown longer than normal today, but we know she'll be back to clean cages and spend at least a little time with us tonight. Hope you are having a good day, getting lots of sunshine and cuddles. Hugs, Falco

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08/26/2014 09:04.29 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Finnegan
That's wonderful news! I hope your dad can make many more trips home. Maybe then he will get stronger and come home for good. We are keeping him in our prayers.
I bet he was so happy to see all of his fids too.
This morning we had 74 degrees and cloudy. Then around 11am the t-storm came and we were still at 74 degrees. I gave up on patio time. But, at 3:30pm ... the sun came out and it was SUMMER AND 80 degrees! I quickly put on my tube top, shorts, sunglasses and flip flops ... I was ready! Out to the patio I went with mom ...AHHHH SUMMER! It lasted a little over an hour ... a short but lovely summer.
Hugs
Chyna

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08/25/2014 10:22.31 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 25--Troubles are a brewin'
Howdy pardners, Chuey here with today's Cattle Trail Update. We had ourselves a restful, peaceful night. The watches went smooth as silk, and not one cow was inclined to stir up any troubles. We filled up on a breakfast of hot biscuits and gravy, bacon, eggs, and some flap-jacks. What a meal that Lizzie, Kaji and Mikey dish out. Could get used to this mighty easy.
As the point riders moved out, aand the dawgies fell into place the mornin' sun was just peakin' over the eastern horizon. I decided to take Baxter and Little Peep with me and scout out ahead a ways for good grazin for the noon stop-over. We'd rode like-wise to four miles when somethin' shiny in the distance caught my eye. We pulled up under the shade of a tree as I watched for a spell. "HHMMMM? Looks like we're 'bout to get us some company" I sat still and watched longer and ate my apple with Baxter and L'il Peep. "Yep! We best be headin' back to the herd, wanta make sure we got the welcome mat out"
By the time we rejoined the herd they were two miles shy of were I'd saw the sun bouncin' off something in the distance. Somethin' like the barrel of a gun!"
"Jenny_lynn, Chyna, Sky, I need ya to ride over towards the west some, cut back at Beef Trail Crossin' . I think we're about to have us some fun."
Sky and the others rode off at a gallop. Pistols were carried in Holsters worn in varies manners. A multitude of holster styles existed and each was made for a specific need. Rifles were carried in hand or in scabbards attached to the saddle or wagon. 'Cowbirds' carried their pistols as tools and kept them in a readily available condition. Most cowbirds were good to excellent marksbirds, relying on their guns to stay alive on the trails.
"We're in for some fancy shootin' cowboys and girls, best ya all get your side-arms at the ready." I rode from wrangler to wrangler. A tension spread swiftly through the group, as we pushed the herd along the trail, gettin' them to pick up a l'il speed.
"BOSS, you sure we can't handle Black Bart?" Zippy asked nervous of the possible outcome
"There's but five or six of 'em against all us, we'll lickin' right good and dandy Zippy!"
Jenny-Lynn, Sky and Chyna had made record time to Beef Trail Crossin, and were doublin back to come up behind them thievin' feather-lice infected rustlers. They ground hitched their horses and creep up nice and slow until they had them in their sights. "Think we might as well blast'em now? " JL asked eager for a good fight.
"Not yet, let's have some fun first" Chyna whispers softly
Sky took a small stone and tossed it far to the left. The rustlers wiped round as if a Ghost had touched ' em." What was that boss?"
"Ain't nuthin' but a chipmunk or the likes of it." Black Bart watched as in the distance the dust cloud appeared, " herds acomin' get ready lads"
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08/25/2014 07:08.47 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Mr. Finnegan
My name is Angel Girl--Angel for short. I am SKY and Little Angel's fister. I am going to be your September BOTM candidate.
I have spoken at length with my frother SKY and Chuey our cousin and Sky had agreed to let all of you keep your cow-pony for next month as we take a horseback tour of the beautiful and historic
Cape Beeton Island, Canada. We will require birdies willing to lead a pack-horse of two as we rough it out under the stars, learn about the Celtic heritage of this Island, whale watch and more. I hope you all will be able to join us on this day by day tour.
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08/24/2014 03:54.35 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 24-- Where the green grass grows
Howdy all, Cowgirl Chuey here with Sunday's Cattle Drive update. It's firstly important to note that after a lot of yellin' hazin' and chasin' we got the herd and remuda cross the Red River and gathered safety on the other side. We sure were bushed when it was all said and done, but there's no rest for the wranglers on the trail. We got ourselves a good fed of grub, and set about a spell talkin' of all the places we'd so far passed through.
The trail proceeded northward, crossing the James River near the site of present Noxville, the Llano at Beef Trail Crossing, the San Saba at Pegleg Crossing, and Brady Creek west of Brady. The trail left the Hill Country through Cow Gap. The Western Trail crossed the Clear Fork of the Brazos near Fort Griffin at the Butterfield-Military Road crossing, where the second feeder trail from Tom Green County, which ran through Buffalo Gap, joined the trunk route. Thence the Western Trail proceeded through Throckmorton, crossed the Brazos at Seymour and the Pease at the site of Vernon, and veered northeastward to leave Texas at what later became known as Doan's Crossing.
The Western Trail crossed the Prairie Dog Town Fork of the Red River a few miles north of Doan's, to enter Greer County, near present day Warren, Oklahoma. We will soon leave the current trail north of Abilene, to take the Potter-Bacon Cutoff to cross the Llano Estacada, ending in Wyoming. Leaving the river, the trail now enters the most dangerous section of the route, the Cheyenne-Arapaho Reservation. Here the drovers frequently meet American Indians who want to supplement their meager government rations with fresh beef. Usually the meetings ended amicably, but in the mid-1880s military escorts were frequently assigned to the trail. However, we have already made contact with the tribal leaders and will cross the territory unharmed.
Weighin' heavy on everyone's mind is the report of Jenny-Lynn, that Black Bart and his gang of rustlers have their hearts set on takin' the herd for themselves. To help protect the wranglers we are riding doubled up, and everybird is packin fire-power, just in case it comes to a real-life western shoot-out.
The cows move slowly, tired from their day long crossin' of the Red. We don't push them hard, but wanta try to get some distance between us and the rustlers before we hit the rough, rugged mountain-like terrain to come. Since Dragon-wagons are prime attack targets because they carry not only food supplies but ammunition. medical and other stocks as well, we have appointed JL, Sky, BB, Chyna and Kiddo to ride guard until we hit the Kansas border northwest of Buffalo Gap.
Happy Trails to you, until, we meet again
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08/24/2014 02:58.36 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 23--Crossing the River part 2
Whoopie, Ride 'em down Pookie" I hollered as the bull charged through the millin' herd at the water's edge, and out into the open grasslands beyond, followed by half the herd. Susan and Kacey light out after the herd at top speed, cutting cows back towards the river. The panic of one cow runs wild through a herd, it becomes a dangerous game for both riders on their horses and the herd itself.
" Cut her off Zippy" Rio yells over the thunder of hooves. Zippy maneuvers her horse into the herd, and swings the horse towards the river, turning a fleein' heifer and calf, several others follow her, as they slow their pace to a fast walk in the right direction.
"Giddiy up" Sky slaps Chief on the shoulder as he lunges out of the rushing river, after the runaways. Pookie let's his rope fly, catching the bull by the front leg. He tumbles forwards to the ground, giving the riders time to get in front of the stampede and turn them back. Pookie holds the rope taunt with his horse preventin' that bull movin' for a spell. Finally with the herd slowin' and turning towards the River, the bull staggers to his feet as the rope slacks. Pookie is joined by Gus as they haze him back into the center of the herd once more.
"What expert horsemanship!" I yell across the River to those responsible for stopping a stampede. We'd managed to hold the herd already crossed calmly in the sea of grass. "Ok, let's get' em over" I yell and wave my ok, as the herd is once more pushed into the water and swam over.
It takes a goodly part of the day to move our herd across the river, what with strays, them gettin' bogged in the mud on the banks and needin' pulled out, and the water pulling weaker ones with the current. Finally with the calves swam over across saddles, the herd is put to graze as the horses and Dragon wagon prepare to join us.
"Alright, let's get the wagon over" Sky and Jenny-Lynn help the ferry man roll the heavy vessel onto the raft,. It's goin' be a slow process to carry first the wagon, then the supplies across the rushing river. The ferry is pulled by heavy rope cables strung shore to shore. It is hard, difficult work, but surely as not it is finally finished. As Kaji, Lizzie and Mikey help re-load the supplies the remuda is driven from their oped corral towards the river.
" OK Boss, let's have'em go" Peppino calls out to Chuey on the opposite shore. Chuey raises her cowbirdhat and the push begins. The horses are herded for the bank and quickly out into the moving waters. We don't give'em time to rethink this. Horses are good swimmers, but some still flail wildly and have to be roped and pulled to the banks, amongst the screams and high shrill fearful whinnies.
Sugar sees a white gelding pulled under the current, tossing her rope over his slender neck as he comes to the surface further down stream. She clicks to Thorin who lunges for shore and up the grassy embankment. The gelding pants heavily.
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08/23/2014 01:41.09 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Finnegan
I hope things do change for your dad and he can stay in a place he knows. We haven't had any 90 or above days this summer, but it's been okay.
Mom talked to Aunt Robin last night and she seems to be doing a bit better. She has gone to the Aquatic center for some water therapy, which seems to be helping, and hopefully her meds will kick in soon and she'll be back here with SamIAm.
Not much going on here today. It's supposed to rain off and on all day long both today and tomorrow and be gorgeous on Monday, when the pool is closed until 3:30. That's what always happens, mom says.
Mom is looking for a new groomer because the one she was using has her phone shut off, so we think she's no longer in business. Hope she finds one soon, Polly is looking shaggy and Daisy is finding more places to hold her and drag her around like a pull toy.
I hope you are having a good day, getting lots of love and some sunshine as well. Hugs, Falco

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08/23/2014 07:21.13 AM Report This Comment  
  My Darling Flannegan, much love from Jen Lynn
Dad went out to get our paper from the sunroom, and it was already sticky yucky hot, and it is supposed to be in the 90's for several more days! We don't mind the heat so much but the humidity is a killer! Fortunately we only have inside things planned for our day! I hope your Saturday is peaceful and comfortable as you enjoy your family time together! Have a great day and give my love to all in your happy home, see ya tomorrow...

Saturday love from Jenny & the Dallas family

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08/23/2014 06:44.50 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Finnegan
I'm glad the card made it. Did you tell your dad that it was just a crazy bird lady ... LOL! I hope he received a lot of cards. Please keep us posted how he is doing. We are all praying for him. I'm glad your mom talked to the medilodge people. My dad's mom was in the one near St Clair and they had to talk to them too. Then, everything was ok.
Well, we are waiting for beach/swimming weather too. I don't think it will happen.
Today was better, I went outside with mom for a while. The sun came out around 3pm for a short time but, warmed us up to 76!!! It didn't last long but we enjoyed it. Hope you had a nice day.
Hugs
Chyna

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08/22/2014 10:57.48 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 22- Crossing the rushing Red River
Howdy pardners, Chuey here with a brief update on our progress on the Cattle Trail.
With Jenny-Lynn's safe return from checkin' out the rustlers I was able to have some peace of mind. We have other pressing matters at hand. We'd no doubt deal with them rustlers mighty soon. Sky, Jenny-Lynn, Jedi, Ms BB and Pearl at point we began to haze the herd towards the river. The roar of the water fillin' our ears long before we arrived outside Doan. Sugar, Boo Boo, Snowflake, Chipper, and Cori helped to round up the cows with young calves at their feet. Ropin' the calves and tying 'em over their saddles for safety. The others took to yowlin' and Yippin' to stir the herd to movin'. Cattle by nature are leery of fast moving water, and this River was no different. They hesitated as they were pushed by those behind them down the red rocky banks into the cold water.
Jenny usin' her horse, Get Away, bumped the lead steer to get him committed to the swim, the others bulked as they entered the river, bawling and tryin' their darnedest to turn back. With a swat on the butt the lead cow plundered into the water, eyes wide with fear, but she continued to move, swimming as she reached the middle of the nearly mile wide crossing.
"Move' em long, gitt-along, cow-bosssssss, Git-ip, move 'em up." Sky yellsa t the frightened cattle, forcing them to swim to reach the other side safely. " JL, Rope that red before she falls" Jenny-Lynn ropes her in one try, pulling the tired heifer to safety closer to the bank.
"Calf down" Snowflake yells to Jedi who plunges his horse along side the calf being tugged away with the current. " Got 'er" he yells out, pulling the calf beside his horse and out of the river's rushing waters.
"Bring 'um up" Sky yells as the herd continues to file into the river on the Doan banks. " BB, black steer" he yells over the river's roar. BB swings Sun Dancer to the right and ropes a steer who has fallen before he got trampled by those behind him. The horses whinny loudly out of fear and tension as their riders push the herd forward. "Susan, white heifer to your left" A yearling heifer flails terrified in the strong current, pulled down stream. Susan races Thorin down the banks to cut off the drownin' heifer, roping her over the horns she backs her horse up pulling the bawling heifer to the opposite bank.
" YAAAAW!!! Get-a-long" Spot yells to the now hesitant cattle. He uses his horse to push them to the bank and Silver drives them on into the water.
Dixie, Cookie, Hulk and Cydney swim their mounts across the river just south of the herd, to help pull out stranded cattle to safety.
Suddenly a bawl cuts the air as a red checked bull enters the river, tryin' to turn back he bumps those behind him causing them to split and run away from the river. Celine and Polly race after him, with Zippy Rio and Pookie cutting in front of the herd following at his heels. We had a stampede headin' our way if they can't turn'em back to the water.
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08/22/2014 09:40.05 AM Report This Comment  
  Day 21-- The Perils that lurk in the water
Howdy wranglers, Chuey here with today's Cattle Drive Update. It's a warm day as the sun rose over the horizon. The final night watch was in from the herd as Kaji and Lizzie served up a mes of biscuits with gravy, oatmeal and black thick Texas Coffee. A mighty fine feed if ya are askin' me. Mikey was busy loading up the hot-rolls into the Dragon-wagon (chuck-wagon to all ye green-horns) as the light finally began to bounce off the milling herd of critters out on the pasture just north-east of Doan.
I'd been a ponderin' what had become of Jenny-Lynn and the spies we'd left yonder in the hills keepin' an eye on our rustler friends there. About the time I was gettin to frettin' some, Kiddo came galloping into Doan with news. " Jenny-Lynn had decided the only ways to know what a rustler was thinkin' was to become one of them." .she acted like she is running from the law and asks to join them, she knew Kiddo, Panther, Finnegan, & Sweetie had got her back! This is not an attack, merely a fact finding mission to determine fire power and numbers, BUT JL IS READY FOR COME WHAT MAY! She will slip out of the outlaws camp when they are all sleeping like babies cuz they had to much Red Eye to drink! " That left me with some concerns but knowin' Jenny-Lynn she could handle herself, we began to prepare the herd for the River crossin'.
One of the most dangerous parts of driving cattle was the River Crossings. A deep river that was wide like the Red River, and had a strong current from recent rain presented three great hazards. One was the cattle could be swept downstream, making them tired from struggling and causing them to drown. Cattle have no lick-a-sense and can get half way across and change their minds and turn back, causing the herd to become tangled up together and drown. The River banks themselves were a problem As the herd entered and exited the stream they need firm ground, enough to support 800 pounds of wet beef. Sometimes with the wet cattle ahead, followers found themselves mired in quicksand that sucked the cow down where it died a slow terrified death.
When the water was too hazardous to cross it meant delays which caused problems as many herds arrived at the same locale, needing grass to graze and putting the drivers behind schedule. Wranglers worked 24/7 to keep herds separated while they waited on the River to recede.
With all this in mind, we set out to gather the herd of ornery critters back into one place to begin the arduous task of crossing the rapidly flowing Red River, running fast after all the recent rains. With guns blasting into the air, whips lickin the flanks of some very stubborn strays, and ropin' in cows with infant calves at their sides it took well onwards to noon before the herd was back in line to begin the water crossing.
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08/21/2014 01:41.02 PM Report This Comment  
  Hi Finnegan
Mom is done with both eyes now, just doing follow up for the left one tomorrow. She can see things at a distance, which she's never been able to do without glasses. She will still need reading glasses, though, as she has astigmatisms in both eyes. It's like a whole new world. We're sorry dad isn't happy with the place he is in right now, hope mom can find someplace better for him.
Not much new here, mom did get to the pool yesterday and it turned into a gorgeous day by noon. Today looks good, too. Later she will go to dinner with her sister, then come home and clean cages for us. Tomorrow morning is her second follow up appointment with the eye doc, then back to the center for her shift.
Mom got an email from SamIAm's mom, Aunt Robin. Her lupus and rheumatoid arthritis have both flared up at once, not long after she underwent oral surgery. She had to quit taking one of her drugs for the surgery, and is now able to take it again, but it has to build up in her system to work. Anyway she's at home with a fever, thinking about BC and how much she misses everyone. Sam misses his birdie friends, too. We hope to see them back soon, but in the meantime, please keep Aunt Robin in your prayers.
I hope you are having a good day and getting lots of sunshine and scritchies. Hugs, Falco

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08/21/2014 07:31.22 AM Report This Comment  
  Hi Finnegan
Oh no, I'm sorry to hear that. Is that the same one he was in before? Hope he got the card in the mail. Let us know where he will be moved to so we can send more cards.
It was another good day for chewing up my wood toys. The weather is dreary again. It looks like we will have low to mid 70's with possible t-storms for the next 6 days. Maybe we'll see some sun. I want a refund on summer! Time to put away the unused swimsuit and get the peppermint hot chocolate ready.
Hugs
Chyna

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08/20/2014 10:45.00 PM Report This Comment  
  Mr Finnegan
Ectectus are one of the best loking of all birds.Here is a vote for you. Also, a good wish I send to Daisy also. She was the bird of the week some time back.

William, San Francisco, CA.

08/20/2014 07:41.51 PM Report This Comment  
  Day 20-takin' a break in Doan's Crossing
Howdy Pardners; It's a fine day to be settin' back relaxin' in Doan. Now, I must be tellin' ya, that some of these cow wranglin' birdies are inside Doan's Store at the Saloon but all in all it's a mighty good day. The chuckwagon is being restocked as I enjoy restin my vent right here in front of the Doan General Store. Henceforth it's a mighty long trail to the next town along the line. I wanta take today to tell you all a bit about the duties and requirements for each position on this cattle drive.
Trail Boss--must be very experienced, a quick thinker, cool-headed, co-operative and have leadership skills. Carries full responsibility for the entire group-cowbirds, cows, horses. Locates water, grass with the help of scouts, knows how to track different animals, keeps the peace between cowbirdies, and handles all money. Wages in 1880--$90.00 month
Point Bird--High level of experienced, most honored position on the drive, determines direction of the cattle-must be reliable, work in groups, and works in twos keeping lead steer/cow going the correct direction. Wages in 1880--$30-40 month
Swing or Out riders--must have some experience, must be knowledgeable about cattle and using horses to keep them in line on the trail. Position third ways back from the head of herd Wages in 1880 $30-40 month
Flank Riders--must have some experience on trail drives, must know how to ride a horse, Cuts in cattle that stray,rides two-thirds way back from the front of the herd. Wages in 1880 $30-40 month
Drag Riders--Usually an entry-level position--willing to work hard, endure dust & dirt kicked up by the herd, rides at the back of the herd to keep older, calves and cows etc up to herd. Wages in 1880 $30-40 month
Horse Wrangler--Entry-level job, work hard and learn, drives the remuda of horses before the chuckwagon and ahead of the cattle, rounds up extra horses, herds them into a rope corral several times daily, keeps the horses together, eating grass until change over time for cowbirds, makes sure ridden horses get extra feed-corn and grass, keeps saddle horses grouped together, helps the cook gather wood, harness the chuck wagon team. Wages in 1880 $20-30 month
No matter what position a cow bird has, it entails hard work, sweat, and determination and a drive to get the job done. Tomorrow we start our crossin' of the Red River, a dangerous and difficult task for both herd and riders. I think I'll be moseyin' along to the Saloon myself to wet-my-beak.
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08/20/2014 10:09.28 AM Report This Comment  
  Day 19--The Gathering at the River
Yeehaaaaw; Chuey here with a Cattle Drive update. We've been watchin' some would be rustlers whilst the herd was running full out towards the Red River. Trustin' that my wranglers had everything under their control I sat a while and simply watch and listen. The herd slows as it nears the water, as the foamy wet horses breath deeply catchin' a breath after miles of gallopin' all out to keep up with them dawgies.
There's many a peril on the long western trails, from snakes to rustlers, but none is as deadly as the Red River Crossing. Historian Andy Adams described Doan's Crossing:
"Red River, on the northern border of Texas, was a terror to trail drivers. The majestic grandeur of the river, with its red bluff banks, the sediment of its red waters marking the timber along its course, while the driftwood, lodged in trees and high on the banks, indicated what might be expected when she became sportive or angry. The crossing had been in use only a year or two when we forded, yet five graves, one of which was less than ten days made, attested her disregard for human life. It can safely be asserted that at this and lower trail crossings on Red River, the lives of more trail men were lost by drowning than on all other rivers together. Doan was the last town before entering Indian Territory and was the last spot where US inspectors were stationed to inspect herd brands before allowing them to enter Oklahoma.
"The thundering of the herd could be herad clear to Doan and beyond, the dust cloud arriving before the thristin' herd. I figured I'd better get moseyin' along, and keep check on the rustlers later, as the wranglers might be needing me, and the birds to get them back from the water before they drank themselves to death. We creep out real quiet-like and urged our mounts into a gallop and caught up just shy of Doan.
" Boss, what's up with the rustlers?" Sky asked riding fast to catch up
"They ain't movin no where fast, so we left'em settin' and joined back up to bring these dust-bags under control again." Chuey wiped sweat from her forehead with her bandanna.
" Pookie and Snowy have rode up front to cut them back before they hit the water full-out" Cookie yells as he races past on Thunderbolt. " Spot and Chipper are guarding the remuda, to try to keep the horses in check."
The sign for Doan's store whipped pasta s the herd started to pull to a stop atthe river edge, heads down, gulpin' water up like a sponge. " Sugar, Sweetie! Cut them two cows back before they drop dead from over drinkin"" Panther yelled trying to get a red checked bull back into the herd without much success. As the dust began to settle, we could see that the herd had spread out over a mile of river bank in both directions. It would take a lot of skill, energy, and work to gather them back into a herd. Quick horse changing, with Peppino and BonBon saddling and ropin our mounts expertly to keep us movin them Long horned devils back in place.
Chuey 245908

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08/19/2014 08:50.33 AM Report This Comment  
  Day 18--Red River's calling
Phew what a long night. Keepin' watch on them Rustlers,and holdin' the herd close is a job, especially when they smell water. These Long-horned varmints can smell water for miles and when they do, it's a job to keep them from stampeding. With the comin' of mornin' we are still hankered down watching them, keepin' the rustlers under close eye.
Leaving the herd under the care of my trusty cow-hands, they're up and movin by first light. We're headin' to Doan today,at the Texas-Oklahoma line and our first difficult river crossing. Corwin Doan settled at the crossing back in 1878 and built his homestead there in 1881. Doan had a large stock of goos to supply the cowboys who annually drove cattle along the Western Trail. The village of "Doan't Crossing" had 14 or more buildings. Doan, his wife Liddie (1850-1905), and their 3 children entertained people from all walks of life - English lords to Indians - in theirs adobe house. In fact it is estimated more then seven million head of cattle and horses made this difficult crossing between 1876 and 1893.
"You all better head back to the herd," Chuey instructed, " Kiddo, Jenny-Lynn, TiPaul and Cori, you stay hankered down here and keep watch."
"Ok Boss" Boo Boo exclaimed sneakin' back all quiet like to where our horses have been ground hitched.( reins left hanging from the bit, used when horses might be needed to make a quick escape). The others rode back to the south of where the rustlers where hidden out to pervent their horses getting wind of them and tippin' them off.
"I'm goin' sneak up closer to get a better look, see if I ain't able to hear what they have up their sleeve." Chuey crouched down low and worked her way silently towards boulders not more then 50 yards from where the rustlers sat drinkin; their coffee and eattin' grub.
Sugar, Polly, Zippy, Moggie and Susan where riding point today, but the herd was itchin to run from the get-go. They kept turnin' the anxious cows back into the herd. The whole mass of cattle began to trot as they caught wind of the river ahead. Cinn-A-Bun, and Chyna rode from the drag to talk to the Point riders.
"We might as well give'em head and let'em run, we are can't keep them in and the out-riders are spending their time cutting strays back in. If we don't they're goin' a break anyways and we'll be chasing them to the Red anyways."
"You're right, tell the others to pull out a ways and give them their head." Sugar told them
Cinn-A-Bun went to the south side and Chyna took up the north and rode by to tell the others to pull a ways off and let'em run. The herd picked up it's pace as the smell of water grew stronger in their nostrils. Suddenly the lead cow took off on the run, with the others moving like a massive dusty wave over the ground. The sound of pounding hooves would be heard clear to Doan and beyond.
We're in for a fix of troubles now I'd say, sures hope they can get the herd back from the water in time.
Trail Boss Chuey 245908 for BOTM

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08/18/2014 10:14.44 AM Report This Comment  
  Day 17--Keepin' watch on the Rustlers
WHOA there Cutter, we have to stop and post our daily Cattle Drive update. I must say, driven cattle ain't for the weak or faint of heart. It takes a real Bird to sit that saddle 12-14 hours a day, 6 to 7 days of the week. Queen Zeena sent word, that we are headin' for another rain shower before we make Doan, on the Red River. That ain't good news, ain't good at all. I be tellin' why.
" Kiddo and Finnegan comes barrelin' in from the hill country with word that we goin' be havin' company right soon. Jenny-Lynn and her side-kick Sweetie are keepin' watch from a safe distance, keepin' tabs so to speak on them rustler-type birds. The others have taken cover in the hills surrounding their news camp, watching, waiting least they make the decision to try to run off some of our herd during the night-watch."
"Boss, what we goin' do bout them rustlers?" TiPaul asks pushing his hat back on his head.
"Don't rightly know. They ain't done anything yet so we best be watching them, and tendin' to our own business along the trail." Chuey says before slapping Cutter on the flanks to get him off in a quick run.
"Cori, Boo Boo and Peppino, come along with me. We're gonna go take us a better look at these rustlers." Chuey finishes as she dashes past at a fast trot.
"Silver, you and Raffi, take first watch. Keep a good eye on the back of the herd. We gotta keep 'em tight tonight. No strayin'" Chuey stops for a moment then moves on.
Dixie, Jedi, and Snowflake see Chuey and the others comin' from a distance, and ride out to meet them. They exchange a few words before turning their horses in the detection that Finnegan said he saw the riders bedded down. In camp Sugar, Kacey, Sweetpepper and Celine saddle up their night horses preparing to start their shift as night-hawks. Swinging up into the saddle Sweetpepper takes one last parting look at the warm fire burning n the camp before she and Sugar begin their watch. The four riders head in the direction of the herd, listening all the while for any unusual happens in the far distant hills.
" I sure hope there ain't no troubles tonight" Lizzie says to Kaji and Falco sitting by the fire. " we been lucky so far to have not encountered any troublin' situations."
"we're ready for them, if those rustlers wanta try taken our herd" Angel says out loud,
"We're a bad group to tangle with." Chipper adds "Cydney, why don't ya come sit for a spell, no sense in wearin' your legs out."
The Scouts, with Chuey and the others ride down-wind of the hidden camp so as not to alert the horses to their presence. They stop at a safe distance and ground-tie their horse, as they creep closer for a better look."
" home, home on the range, where a cow-bird is watchful all day, lest he falls asleep while countin' his sheep, and a rustler runs off with his herd."
Trail Boss Chuey 245908 for BOTM

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08/17/2014 08:17.06 AM Report This Comment  
  Day 16--The Chuck Wagon part two
Well howdy to all you cow-birds out in the wild west on the cattle drive. I hope you all had a good nights rest, cause am supectin' that we are in for some troubles come sunshine tomorrow. The scouts have been trailing some shady characters up in the hills, but somehow they seem to be one step ahead of us. Though I'm pretty certain, that when Jenny-Lynn, Kiddo and the other scouts find 'em they'll be wishin' they'd stayed clear of us.
With our bellies full of some more of Lizzie's greyt cookin' we be set to move the herd on the trail towards the Red River Crossin nearby to Doan. I do think it's important that we all know how important having Lizzie, Kaji and Mikey drivin' the "Dragon Wagon" Chuck-wagon is. So, without any further jawin' from me we'll finish our history lesson.

The Chuck wagon is equipped with the wide array of supplies needed to make the journey. Besides food, the supplies would include Farrier and Blacksmith tools for horseshoeing or making repairs to the wagon and horse tack. Sewing needles for mending clothing or saddles, first aid and alcohol tonics used for medicinal purposes. Bedrolls and rain slickers for the working cow hands along with the crew’s personal items. One side would be equipped with a large wooden water barrel to carry a two day supply for the working crew. The other side often had a tool box, as well a smaller attached wooden box in front called the jockey box. Additionally, the wagon would have a canvas cover called a Bonnet that had been treated in linseed oil to repel rain keeping items in the wagon dry. To allow headroom in the wagon, bows where added raising the canvas and providing securing points.
The chuck wagon would be managed by the cook . He performed all the needs for the camp sites along the cattle drives. He would be second in charge of the outfit to the trail boss. Due to his importance and position, the cook received pay around $45 per month while the wranglers and cow punchers received $25 to 30 dollars each month on a trail drive. The Cook also was expected to act as Barber, Banker, Doctor, Dentist, letter writer and sometimes referee in camp should tensions flair amongst the hired hands. His normal day started hours before others. Getting up around three in the morning he started by grinding roasted coffee.
Today, the Chuck Wagon so historically represents the era of the trail drives and the Cowboys whom worked the cattle that it was Honored as the Texas State Vehicle and continues operations on many ranches nearly 150 years after its invention. It is no surprise to view a chuck wagon and immediately think of those nearly forgotten trails and the cowboys who drove over 10 million head of cattle to market. Trails of majestic beauty where you can nearly hear the wind echo a ringing camp bell and the Cook calling out, “Come and get it. Get it while its hot”.
Trail Boss Chuey 245908

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08/16/2014 08:03.04 AM Report This Comment  
  Day 15--The Chuck Wagon part one
Howdy all, Chuey here with a TGIF Cattle Drive Post for you all. I think it is important that we all learn some history about one of the most important aspects of any cattle drive. THE CHUCK WAGON. Now, any cow-birdie worth it's weight in gold, loves to eat. We have been well fed by our wonderful cook Lizzie, and her two helpers Kaji and Mikey. They have been dishin' out some mighty tasty vittles.
There is a majestic beauty viewing over the massive grazing lands that run from Texas north through the Dakotas reaching into Canada. These plains expanded westward into Colorado meeting the rocky mountains and northwest to the Cascade Mountain Range. Scenic hills covered in tall Buffalo grass that whispers its historic past as one might sit silent reflecting upon the romantic images of the American West. As the wind blows through the wild blades of green stems that still flourish today, the sounds of the cowboys yawp can nearly be heard as they command their livestock on the long cattle-drives. Today, no other item best reflects the images of those cowboys who worked the cattle drives than the “Chuck Wagon”.
Prior to the Chuckwagon, Cowboys often relied on eating what they carried in their saddle bags such as dried beef, corn fitters or biscuits. In 1866, cattleman Charles Goodnight knowing the importance for his crew to drive cattle they'd require daily meals, bedrolls, extra gear and supplies. A humble Cowboy could work harder on a full stomach and a good night sleep. The trail would often last two or more months moving cattle several miles each day. Some drives lasting up to five months. Goodnight took a surplus Army Wagon made by Studebaker and added a large Pantry box to the wagon rear with a hinged door that laid flat to create a work table. The cook would then have everything he needed at arms length to prepare food. Shelves and drawers were added to the inside of the pantry to carry supplies and cooking gear. The larger pots, cast iron skillets and utensils would be carried in a box mounted below the pantry called the boot. The Army wagon merely was a light supply wagon of that period with Goodnight’s added design creating the invention of the CHUCK WAGON.
Tomorrow we will finish our history on the Chuck wagon. I smell dinner, gotta go!
Trail Boss Chuey 245908

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08/15/2014 11:18.47 AM Report This Comment  
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