Mouse Invasion

We’ve always had a lot of mice on our farm—Mom calls our feed building Mousehaven—but this year they’re much worse than before.

Tarantulas

Last Wednesday, when Dad came home from work, a hen was glaring at something moving across the yard. It was a tarantula!

Daddy Longlegs

Yesterday, Uzzi and I were lounging, chewing cud, when Uzzi said, “What’s that?” There was a long-legged, spider-like thing crawling along his back.

Something to Crow About

We don’t have roosters on our farm anymore. Carl and Rasputin had to go to new homes because they kept raking Mom and Dad with their spurs.

Calling Goats (and Other Animals)

Our mom isn’t very imaginative when she calls us animals in from the pasture. When she wants the goats and sheep to come in, she hollers, “Goat, goat! Sheep, sheep!”

Dung Beetles

The other day, Uzzi and I were lying in the shade chewing cud when we glanced down and our eyes bugged out—there was a shiny black beetle pushing a big ball of manure with his back feet.

Homeless Goats

We have two new goats at our house and, boy, are they tiny! They came to live with us because someone threw them away. Can you believe it?!

Mm-mmm, Milk!

When Uzzi and I were little kids, we drank milk from bottles. It was good! Then Mom said we got too old for milk, and we started eating hay instead.

Protect Your Livestock from Ticks

Mom took me and Uzzi for a walk the day before yesterday, and we all got ticks. Now Uzzi and I have itchy spots where Mom took them off. Ow!