Lucky For A Change.

Boy, we almost messed up big time! Hubby bought a new power sprayer that would mount to the back of the 4 wheeler, had it mounted, tested it out with some water before he mixed up the poison spray, and was just about to start spraying our fruit trees. We have a bad case of web worms this year, nasty little worms that will completely defoliate a tree and kill it. I hand tear down all the nests I can reach, they do make great snacks for the chickens, but the webs are too strong for most small wild birds to tear into. Just before we got around to spraying the two apple trees in front of the house, we started seeing the road runners in the trees. They were really working over the web worms. I may of mentioned they have stout, heavy beaks, for which the web worms "homes" don't stand a chance against. I am so happy we caught them scarfing up the worms before we poisoned their food supply! I do enjoy our roadrunners. They did good this year, their first clutch resulted in 3 chicks, which we have been seeing now in the front yard for just the last two days, they are just coming off the nest. I just hope these baby road runners are smarter than last years hatch. We lost about all of them because of my overly smart dogs. Most people don't think dogs can contemplate, but mine can. My Welsh Terriers actually figured out that if they could catch a mouse running across their pen, kill it and leave it in the middle of the pen, it would act as bait and the road runners would jump into the pen to get the mouse and the dog would have something else fun to kill. I know most of you probably think I'm pulling your legs, but seriously, I am convinced that the dogs knew what they were doing and deliberatly left the mouse out there to lure in the roadrunners. They got at least 2 of the baby roadrunners last year with this little trick I'm sure they dreamed up.

Hmm... the title needs to be a bit more informative

Sorry, I suck at titles. I just thought we were lucky that we realized the roadrunners were eating the worms before we sprayed them with poison which might of killed the roadrunners. Anyway, it seemed like a good title at the time. I could use the same title for a post today. I found a goat with her head stuck in the fence. We have had a ton of rain, and she had been stuck awhile, she had stomped the ground where she was hung up into absolute soupy mud, when I saw the mess I just knew I was screwed, and I had already had to shower and change once today after dog dipping, but somehow I managed to get her out of the fence and only got my feet muddy. I figured with my luck she'd knock me down and wallow me around in the mud for awhile.