Saturday, February 14, 2009
One of the fun things about living with Hubby is you never know what he's going to bring home on any given day. Coming home from work on the country roads can be some good shopping. Right after we were married he came home from work and called me outside. He opened his trunk and nestled inside were two Muscovy ducks. I was thrilled. Now most of the women I know would not like this. One minute you are in the house minding your own business and the next you have a torn-up cat in your hands and Hubby is saying he is sure you can fix it. But I really like it. Surprise me with an animal any day. It was always my dream as a kid to open a box at Christmas and have a puppy jump out, two ducks in a trunk aren't that far off.
So the other day while he was driving home from work he just had to slam on the brakes when he saw a sign for live pheasants. Hubby is a pheasant hunter. He pictured one more hunt for the season. So he brought home four of the most beautiful pheasants.
Personally I have a very hard time knowing my dinner. So I whined, "Oh let's build a pen for them and then you can breed more birds."
Hubby, a few years back, had hatched out 100 pheasants and raised them. Half of them were taken and released on the neighbor's farm to live a long life. After taking them up to the top 40 acres, which is a beautiful grassland, the next morning they were all standing around Hubby's pheasant pen wanting in for breakfast.
Now he needs to build a new pen because a year ago I took over his pens for my chickens.
So the idea of raising more birds has given these birds a pardon.