Tuesday, April 12, 2011


Several of my neighbors, Michelle and Jim, very industrius types, have been yard farming for the past 6 years. Instead of a front yard, inside their front yard picket fence are all kinds of herbs and vegetables and crops. It's very nicely done, and they have all kinds of cool wrought iron furniture and decorating items that you see in the yards of expensive homes.

Michelle is a college professor, and travels the country in her off time giving lectures and such. Jim has a  day job as well. So they both work full time and don't have kids but the yard is their kid, I think.

They are likely to be out at 5 a.m. or 9 p.m. if they have to do something. They have all sorts of hoop and plastic setups to cover plants in case of a freeze. Now that there is no more freezing, the hoops remain but the plastic is gone. They put in a ton of work every day on their place.

They have a beekeeping operation in a small cabinet, and I've seen the lady on occasion in a beekeepers outfit emptying the draws of honey. I've never seen any bees around the area, and it causes me no problems.

They have a rooftop cistern system with several storage tanks for water hidden behind their garage because we all know plants and crops do much better with rainwater than from the city tap.

Several years ago, they got into the egg business but first asked if it would bother us. It doesn't. Up until recently, I'd heard a rooster but never seen it, and had never seen any of the chickens in their back yard.  They kept it out of sight. And it was cool to hear the rooster's crow in the morning.

Apparently, the rooster has escaped, and now taken up residence in the yard behnd our home. And our bird dogs are not happy. Although these bird dog mutts that we have will chase squirrels, possums, armadillos, snakes, lizards and other creatures, they are petrified of this rooster.

They don't bark. They get as far back in our yard as possible where they can see the chicken through the picket fence and visibly cringe every time the rooster crows.

They fear the rooster.


  1. We've suffered an escaped rooster ourselves here at HomePlace. He was named Erik the Evil. Notice the word WAS. My husband finally had to shoot him for everyone's safety.Beware of gift roosters.

    Hope your rooster problem is resolved peacefully. My sympathies to your bird dogs. An attacking rooster is not a pretty sight, ask us how we know! As for small dogs, they think they're much bigger than they really are.

  2. This rooster is sizeable, Helene, and in younger days on grandma's farm have seen dogs foolishly mess with roosters and even chickens. So far, the rooster has stayed out of our yard, but is still doing the 360 around our house.

    Thanks for the comment and stop by again sometime.