Miller Farm Friday

1 02, 2019

A Dog and His Raccoon

By |2019-01-28T07:53:02-06:00February 1st, 2019|Friday on the Miller Farm, Miller Farm Friday|1 Comment

A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

Tucker (first of our six dachshunds) loves toys, especially if they squeak. He has been known to pull the squeaker out of a toy in 5 minutes flat.

Rachel made it her mission to find a squeaky toy that can outlast Tucker.  It looks like she has succeeded:  Meet Raccoon-

Raccoon actually has two squeakers – one in the middle and one in the tail.  Both are still working which can get annoying first thing in the morning.

Raccoon regularly goes outside with Tucker.  He likes for someone to throw the toy but it doesn’t really go far.

Sometimes he leaves Raccoon outside and it rains and Raccoon has to get a bath. Tucker is quite distressed to be without Raccoon, so Rachel has several back-up squeaky toys that help distract him.

Tucker is always happy to see Raccoon again. He really didn’t understand why it had to be clean.

Now when he comes in without Raccoon we tell him “Go get your toy” and he goes back out to find it.

After all, a dog needs to have his raccoon with him at all times.

25 01, 2019

Hope for the Future

By |2019-01-21T11:11:01-06:00January 25th, 2019|Friday on the Miller Farm, Miller Farm Friday|0 Comments

A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

We interrupt the Chicken Wrangler news for a report from my other persona – the music teacher.

I began a new position in August after the private school where I’d taught for 10 years closed due to lack of enrollment.  My new school is much larger – which is a good thing for job security but it has presented its own challenges.

I spent the first six weeks memorizing 180 names and learning a new grade book program.  Then there were the important things like where to get coffee and eat lunch.

The former music teacher had a very different style and the students were not all on board with the change. To say the first semester was interesting is an understatement.

One of the most challenging groups is the middle schoolers.  Just their age gives them a whole set of difficulties and I met regularly with the principal to try to figure out what to do with them.

I settled on History of Rock and Roll curriculum that has proved to be somewhat interesting to them.  In one lesson, however, a student took offense at the language.  The word “negro” was used and she felt the term “African American” was more appropriate.

I encouraged her to write her feelings in a letter to the company, and I would pass the information along.  I have done business with this company, Fun Music Company, many times in the past and have found them to be very responsive.  She worked with a few of her friends and wrote a very well worded letter.  Then she copied it over so it was neater.

I contacted the company who was very interested in reading the letter.  I scanned the document and sent it.  Within 48 hours I had a response from the company.  They were very glad to have the input and in fact changed the wording.  The creative director wrote a personal letter to my student.

“Thank you so much for writing – it has made a massive difference for many students around the world, as no longer will any student be offended by this word in one of our worksheets.”

This is by far the most encouraging thing to happen in my class in a long time.  Amaria, the student, handled the situation in a mature and appropriate manner and was able to make a permanent difference.  I look at that group in a whole new light.  There is hope after all.

In an age where overreacting and posting negativity is the norm, Amaria has taken the high road.

Well done, young lady, well done.

18 01, 2019

Problem Solving on Miller Farm

By |2019-01-08T21:19:10-06:00January 18th, 2019|Friday on the Miller Farm, Miller Farm Friday|1 Comment

A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

I believe one of the most important skills one can have is the ability to solve problems.  I’m not talking about the word problems that plague math students every where.  I mean real life problems like how to open the door of the chicken coop from the inside when it shuts behind you.

I recently had to employ this skill while filling the chicken waterer.   The waterers have a lid that is removed to fill the tops and a small lid that covers the spout so water will not come out while it is being filled.

We have three waterers and somehow we have managed to lose all but one of these small lids.  This means that each time I carry a waterer to the hose, I must make sure I have the little lid. This week I failed at getting the small lid and I didn’t realize it until I had started to fill the waterer.

Rather than stop and go back into the chicken yard to get the lid, I used my finger to stop up the hole.  This was a little challenging because my index finger is still numb from having the tip cut off this summer.  So I used my middle finger.

As I stood there holding back the flow of water with my finger, I thought of the story of the little Dutch boy who put his finger in the hole in the dam and held back the North Sea.

I’d say fingers are a very important part of the problem solving process.

11 01, 2019

Silly Roosters

By |2019-01-08T21:11:20-06:00January 11th, 2019|Friday on the Miller Farm, Miller Farm Friday|1 Comment

A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

Winters in Texas are not particularly harsh. In fact if the temperature drops below 50, we are getting out our winter coats. The problem is that when it is 50 and raining, it feels really cold.  This was the case for several days during the Christmas break.

We have four roosters that have been put into separate runs to prevent them from terrorizing the hens.  The runs were built for the bantams that Rachel had for a while so the coops are a little small for these big roosters.  This meant they were left out in the cold rain.

I started to feel sorry for them so I went outside in the cold rain and put a tarp over the runs. I even secured it to the fence with zip ties so it would not blow away.

Then I came inside to warm up and dry off. I figured that after I left, they would huddle under the tarp to stay dry.

I was wrong. They remained in the opposite end of the run, getting wet. It made me think of the saying “they don’t have enough sense to come in out of the rain.”

I give up on those silly roosters. I have more sense than to go out in the rain to coax them under the tarp.

14 12, 2018

That’s Not a Chicken

By |2018-12-13T21:10:07-06:00December 14th, 2018|Friday on the Miller Farm, Miller Farm Friday|0 Comments

A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

Having dachshunds and chickens in the same yard can create some interesting challenges especially when the chickens get on the wrong side of the fence. There is nothing like a rousing game of “catch the dachshund before it catches the chicken” to get your heart pumping!

Sometimes the situation is reversed – a dachshund gets in the chicken yard. If it is Bella there is squawking and flapping galore. She has been known to take out a chicken in under a minute.

Max, on the other hand is not much of a threat to anyone, least of all chickens.  In fact he has run away from them when they are on his side of the fence.

Yesterday I looked up from gathering eggs to find Max in the chicken yard. He was just sniffing around and the chickens hadn’t even noticed him.  I picked him up and put him back on his side of the fence where he belongs.An hour later I looked out the kitchen window to see Max back in the chicken yard.

Rachel found where he was getting in and sealed it for now.  Silly dog – chicken yards are for chickens!

7 12, 2018

True Confessions of a Chicken Wrangler

By |2018-12-05T07:55:39-06:00December 7th, 2018|Friday on the Miller Farm, Miller Farm Friday|0 Comments

A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

I have a confession to make. I am tired of chickens.

I’m tired of hauling 50lb sacks of feed, filling 5 gallon waterers, chasing chickens back into a safe space and all the other “fun” things that come with being a Chicken Wrangler.

I was thinking Sunday about getting rid of them all.

Today I looked out the kitchen window and they were chasing each other around the chicken yard.  I walked out to check for eggs and they all ran up to greet me in the goofy way chickens run, with their wings flapping. It made me smile.  So I suppose I’ll keep them around for a little while longer.

The noisy roosters on the other hand…

16 11, 2018

Candy Corn Fan Club

By |2018-11-11T16:51:43-06:00November 16th, 2018|Miller Farm Friday|0 Comments

A blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

I’ve discovered there are two kinds of people in the world – those who love candy corn and those who don’t.  Guess which group includes me. <grin>

I wrote a Candy Corn Song (to the tune of “Oh Christmas Tree”)

Oh candy corn, Oh candy corn

You are my favorite candy.

Oh candy corn, oh candy corn

I think you’re fine and dandy.

You are the one I like to eat

Because you are so very sweet.

Oh candy corn, oh candy corn

You are my favorite candy.

I make candy corn cookies:I even dress the part: My mom supports my habit.  She bought me these place mats:One year she sent me a candy corn shirt which I proudly wear every October.  This year I discovered a fellow candy corn fan at my new school.  She just may be my favorite student!

9 11, 2018

Rooster Dishes

By |2018-11-05T15:01:21-06:00November 9th, 2018|Friday on the Miller Farm, Miller Farm Friday|2 Comments

A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

A friend of mine recently found herself in possession of a set of rooster dishes. She immediately thought of me and called to see if I was interested.

We still have most of the set of stoneware we received for wedding gifts along with two sets of Talavera we purchased in Mexico. But none of these have roosters on them so I had to at least take a look.

I am so glad I did – they are wonderful!

They were packed in plastics bags and labelled with a Sharpie.  As I unpacked the bags, I made an interesting discovery.  The bag marked “salad plates” contained larger plates than the one marked “dessert plates.”

Here is a picture of the dinner plate, salad plate and dessert plate stacked for comparison: In researching the dishes I discovered they are Poppytrail Red Rooster manufactured by Metlox probably in the 1940’s.

I should have known they were from a different time period.  Today our dessert plates are much bigger than salad plates, if there is a distinction at all.

I have packed up the Talavera (it wasn’t dishwasher or microwave safe) and replaced it with the rooster dishes.  While they say they are dishwasher safe, there is no indication about microwaves – probably since they weren’t in use yet.

I hope having the different sized plates will encourage me to eat more salad and less dessert.

2 11, 2018

Secret Pals

By |2018-10-22T10:41:37-05:00November 2nd, 2018|Friday on the Miller Farm, Miller Farm Friday|1 Comment

A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

My new school did secret pals for the month of October. It was a really fun way to get to know the other teachers.

We would leave things by the sign in computer and they would disappear throughout the day.

The best part is always the timing of the surprises.

My secret pal got me a travel mug and flavored coffee on the very day my 5th and 6th graders made me want to quit.  I’m glad I didn’t.

The next week she got me an orchid plant.  It is beautiful.

Beekeeper Brian researched and found it is best suited for east facing windows.  My kitchen window just happens to face east. Now I enjoy it as I’m working in the kitchen.

I can also see it when I am walking back to the house from the chicken yard.  It is a very pleasant sight after mucking around in the mud collecting eggs and feeding chickens.

It makes me smile.  I hope it lives a long time.

26 10, 2018

Grumpy Chicken

By |2018-10-22T10:26:37-05:00October 26th, 2018|Friday on the Miller Farm, Miller Farm Friday|2 Comments

A blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

It is not uncommon to get pecked on the hand while gathering eggs. This can be very disconcerting at first but I am not bothered by it much anymore – except for Grumpy Chicken.

She is a black top hat bird who has left marks on my hands. She even started pecking me when I was gathering eggs from the nest box next to her.  This is totally unacceptable.

The rule on Miller Farm is “I feed you and you feed me.” Grumpy chicken protested this arrangement regularly.

I used Rachel’s technique of throwing Grumpy Chicken out of the nest box before gathering eggs.  The first time I did this, she pecked at my feet.  The muck shoes must have been harder on her beak than my hand because she only did that once.

Then we started playing the game “get all the eggs before Grumpy Chicken gets back in the nest boxes.” I got really good at it.

I guess Grumpy Chicken is a sore loser because she doesn’t play anymore.  In fact today when I went out, she was not even in a nest box.

Chicken Wrangler Sara – 1

Grumpy Chicken – 0

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