The Godfather, Part IV


There’s a deer head in my driveway.

There are two possible scenarios to explain this gruesome situation.

A. Like a scene from The Godfather, my animals have gotten together to let me know that if I don’t deliver more cookies, next time, this deer head will be on my pillow.

B. It’s simply associated with the deer leg that Casper was admiring on the back porch a few days ago and will soon disappear to the same secret location to which he later removed the leg.

You decide what is more believable.

In other news:

1. There was a “scheduled” power outage today. Gwennie and I took it in stride.

I powered up the generator on light duty, knowing it was deliberate and short-term, just hooking up a few lamps and my laptop to ride out the power company’s whims.

When I fired up the generator, I felt an awesome sense of pride that I always feel when I turn on the generator. I did it myself. This is because I got myself a push-button start generator, which removes the issue of arm strength in turning it on. The generator at Stringtown Rising was a big issue. It was pull-start, and I couldn’t start it myself. And I had no control over it and what it powered. I almost enjoy power outages now…..

2. Shortcake’s in the alleyway.

I’m transitioning her from the stall. What I want to do is train her to come to her stall in the evening for feed. I’ve had her stalled this week, giving her feed in the stall at the same time every evening. (Of course, she also has access to hay and water in her stall.) Today, I let her out into the alleyway. I’ll keep her in the alleyway, with access to her stall, a few days, then transition her to the back barn yard and see if she still comes to her stall in the evening for feed. If this all works as planned, I can count on having her “contained” overnight so that she is easy to “catch” to work with her or ride her as we continue to work on our relationship. That will allow me to work with her or ride her in the morning before letting her out to the back barn yard, but still know that she will come back in the evening to her stall. That’s the plan, at least.

3. Friend SarahGrace and her husband stopped by today to help me verify that I have found a spring that is viable for developing into a natural water source for the goat yard.

I’ve been approved for spring development money from the Department of Agriculture. (More on this soon!) When I registered my farm earlier this year with the local county farm bureau, this was one of my goals, to learn how to take part in agricultural programs that are available to farmers to develop natural resources that increase and enhance a farm’s potential, so I’m excited about this project.

4. I took a pint of coconut-raisin pear sauce and poured it into a bowl. I whisked in three eggs then poured it into an unbaked pie shell. I baked it at 350-degrees for one hour. THAT’S IT.

Coconut-raisin pear pie.

Delicious! What an easy way to make a pie!

And now I’m going to go check my pillow for deer heads……

P.S. Aren’t you glad I didn’t include a photo of said deer head? You’re welcome.

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Posted by Suzanne McMinn on October 27, 2012  

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  1. 10-27

    If you only feed her in her stall, she will adapt.

  2. 10-27

    You crack me up all the time Suzanne. I have come to the conclusion that our farm animals keep us thinking so we are always one step ahead of them, thank goodness.

  3. 10-27

    Okay, now you have this town dweller wondering: What in the world do you do with all those dragged in deer parts. yuck! Seems to me if you bury the stinky things he will just dig them up. Or, does that just make them “better”?

  4. 10-27

    Hmm, a deer head in your driveway and a power outage, on the day of your workshop. Welcome to Country Living 101.

    Are you expecting to get lashed by the big storm next week? If so, are you all battened down and buttoned up? Got plenty of aluminum foil?

  5. 10-27

    No, no, my workshop is NEXT weekend!

  6. 10-27

    Don’t forget to plug your heat tape in down in the barn so your water runs freely this winter. No telling what they will leave you if you don’t have water this winter. :heart:

  7. 10-27

    I kinda wanted to see the deer head. I never thought I say this but.. I miss my boys bringing by their fresh kill for mom to see.
    So… is it a viable spring?
    The pie looks delish.

  8. 10-28

    Our dogs presented us with a wild hog leg this morning from the last hog we processed, two or three weeks ago. Yummy! My son had buried it with the skulls because he wanted to see what the bones and hoof looked like. Guess it wasn’t as dog proof as he thought it was.
    Shortcake should adapt to eating in her stall just fine, especially once the grazing dies down below her preference levels.
    The pie looks delicious, and congratulations on taking control of the generator. Go you!

  9. 10-28

    Deer heads along with other parts in the yard are just are part of fall in WV if you have dogs aren’t they? Doesn’t make it anymore pleasant though :-( Wonderful news about the spring especially if it is wet this time of year. Hope you can develop it into a water supply.

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