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!

Movin' On Up!

Saturday, May 05, 2012

Today's the day that J. and I head off into the sunset toward the Baker Creek Seeds Spring Planting Festival.  I'm so excited!  But that means that we won't be around to give Henrietta her room service so she needed to move out of her basement apartment and back out into the world. 

Poor thing....not quite a year old and she's already on her third house.  This one is a dog house I got at Tractor Supply and then J. and I spent the morning building an exercise pen for her underneath it out of some cedar pickets that we had.  Part of the floor wasn't installed so that the ramp could go up into the house when she's ready to go to bed.  The whole thing is covered in hardware fence, so she's safe from marauding racoons, dogs, rabid squirrels, or whatever might happen while we're gone.  Not too shabby for last minute if I do say myself.

Here we see the normally timid little Henrietta is taunting the chicken bully from the bottom floor of her new DE-luxe chicken townhome.  "You can't touch me!" she squawks as she flips her tail at them.

We butted it up against the existing run so that Henrietta could socialize without actually being in there with the others where she could potentially get bullied again.  Her feathers are coming in nicely and I would prefer to see how this goes and get her fully feathered before we try reintroducing her to the flock.

The other furcritters, our Pomeranians, just got shuttled off to the doggy sitter where they'll be pampered and played with and completely spoiled while we're gone.  Not that they don't already get that at home.  I miss them already!


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