Welcome to Cranky Puppy Farm!

This blog belongs to two Gen X-er's smackdab in downtown Kansas City where we've been renovating and decorating two old Victorians built in the 1890's. Our life is filled with 3 demanding Pomeranians (1 of them cranky, of course), honking cars, noisy neighbors and the hustle and bustle of city life but we dream of the day when we can move to our 40-acre farm and hear nothing but the wind and the cows next door. Until then, we're chronicling our triumphs and mishaps here as we try to garden and preserve on 2 city lots, raise chickens, and learn all those things we should have learned from our grandparents. Welcome to our world - we hope you'll stay awhile!

Let the Rain Kiss You

Friday, February 03, 2012

Let the rain kiss you.
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
-Langston Hughes

Woke today to a thunderstorm rolling through, which is something we don't usually see until late March or April.  Thunder was cracking and lightning was lighting up the dark outside the bedroom windows.  J. was already up - I could tell from the smell of his coffee wafting through down the hallway.

We needed this rain desperately, but I couldn't help but wish it would have held off a little longer.  I dressed hurriedly and headed out to let the chickens out before the deluge started.  My real reason for going out was that I hadn't gotten the cleanings from the chicken coop into the composter.  I put them into a huge trash can and they ended up too heavy for me to lift by myself (I probably could have, but I'm still a little nervous about just getting over that pulled back muscle.)  So I needed J.'s help with taking care of this and got lazy about asking.  My penalty for laziness was dodging raindrops while getting a cover over the top of the trashcan.  While out there, I threw some straw lightly over the onions and garlic that have just started emerging from their winter nap. The deluge began right as my Muckboots hit the back porch.

Then it was off to work early where I sold another two dozen eggs to some friends at work.  The money will go into the coffers to pay for the girls' food.

Today was a good day despite the rain.


  1. Comment Number Two... just went back and read the last two months worth of posts. I love the new look of the blog, very cool. I like what you write about your chickens, and never fear, I am behind cleaning our big coop and thinking of doing it today... UGH. I like groundhogs, too, and wish our dog had not killed the one living here two weeks ago.
    I'll read regularly now, thanks for the reminder!

  2. I always D.R.E.A.D. cleaning the coop, but it actually doesn't take that long. It's only about 8' x 5', so it only took me about 45 minutes for the whole thing (cleaning, dusting with diatomaceous earth, putting down new shavings). I don't know why I hate it so much. I think your coop is bigger than mine, though.

    Thanks for stopping by, Mary Ann!


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