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We have six (6) Californian rabbits available. They are about two months old. Three (3) are jet black, one (1) is (nearly) pure white – and they’re $20 each. Two are premium rabbits ($30/each) that we’ve nicknamed “mustachio” because of their black “mustache” markings on their otherwise white fur.
All of our rabbits are raised on non-GMO feed, and are supplemented with local vegetation, and the occasional leftover salad greens.
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We started the year with one dog (Charlie) and one cat (Jayden). Over the year, we added – and subtracted – many animals. On the farnch, every animal has a purpose, although there are still a couple of animals that I’m wondering about.
Max, the Border Collie. When Max developed a taste for fresh chicken, we found him a new home with a family down the road. They have lots of kids, and lots of land, and Max is very happy with them.
Bryan, the Great Pyrenees. Bryan was a great dog. Then one day, he snarled and turned on Melissa near the kids, so Bryan had to go.
Buddy, the Spaniel. 
Buddy retired out to Livin’ The 10 from the hustle and bustle of life with my sister and nephew, and enjoyed several months with us. On New Year’s Eve, Buddy decided it was his time to journey on, and he ran away.
When my dad learned that we were looking for a good mouser, he set out to trap one of the kittens from a litter a roving mamma cat deposited in their yard. Opal was a little spitfire when he arrived, and has since become a very loving and affectionate cat as well as a good mouser.
We acquired Sapphire from our friends Mike and Sue Laprise. Well, actually, we acquired her from one of their many transient cats. Sapphire is still the runt, but she’s becoming a good mouser.
Early on, we were not very fortunate with chickens. Michael and Sue Laprise gave us our first six Red Sexlinks. Only one remains from that original six.
The Original Six
Over the year, Mom Mom and Pop Pop (Pop Pop mostly) took the kids on adventures to Moore’s Feed Store in San Antonio, arriving back at the farnch with chickens, ducks, turkeys and rabbits.
I don’t recall how many chickens we’ve lost to predators. I know it’s been at least a dozen. Getting the donkeys really helped curtail the losses. Adjusting our dog population helped as well. We still lose one every now and then. Sometimes they run off, or a hawk gets lucky. But now losing one is a rare occurrence, not an everyday (or every-week) one.
Of course, chickens – once they’re old enough – produce eggs. When Pop Pop decided he would buy eggs from us, Eryk bought his own chicken (so that he would get a larger share of the profits). Then, he industriously used his birthday money to buy an incubator. It’s been a little over a month, and when we checked the incubator a few minutes ago, there’s a small crack in one of the eggs. We (we being Eryk) should have our first batch of “home grown” chickens (and ducklings) over the next week or so.
Our friends, Chris and Elizabeth Coats generously supplied our first (and third) flock of Muscovy ducks. We lost one of the original five to a predator last summer. Then we added a flock of four Muscovy’s (you guessed it – another Craigslist find). In the fall, my dad bought three ducklings, but none of them made it. Fortunately, the two that hatched here survived. Earlier this year, the Coats’ brought us another round of 11 ducklings, and 10 are still going strong – bringing the total count to 19 ducks…plus Eryk has a couple of eggs in his incubator.
Like the chickens, we were not very fortunate with the rabbits early on. The property sat vacant for over a year, and snakes and other varmints figured they owned the place. We lost a few rabbits to snakes before we reinforced the hutch. The three that have made it this far are a good, healthy bunch. The female had her first litter a few weeks ago. Unfortunately, none survived. But, we’ve learned some valuable lessons on how to better care for rabbits. Good news is that the breed like…well…rabbits.
One of the many acquisitions from Moore’s included six guineas. Guineas are an alarm animal. They will alert the rest of the flock to perceived danger – be it air or ground-based predators. They tend to spend most of their time with the chickens. And for the most part, they integrate well. Although, they do tend to get after a couple of the chickens now and then. Until Roo (the rooster) steps in, that is.
When we were looking for land, one of our criteria was that there had to be no restrictions. In South Texas, feral hogs are a big problem, so a lot of land has “no hog” restrictions. Fortunately, we found New Berlin – the last Bastion of Freedom in the U.S. – where you actually come very close to owning your own property.
For Iain’s 7th birthday, he wanted a pig. Grandma obliged, and Iain picked out Pinky. Pinky eats like, well, a pig, and has gotten rather large. But when he was smaller and cuter, we snapped a few photos, and he now adorns the Livin’ The 10 “Happy Birthday” eCard.
When Macy’s 5th birthday rolled around a few months later, she decided that she, too, wanted a pig. Grandma again obliged, and we brought home Sunflower. Sunflower is approaching maturity, so we should have our first batch of “bacon seeds” going in the next few months.
To put it bluntly, we suck at raising turkeys. Dad bought four babies, and over the course of a couple of months, they all died. One lasted a good long while, and I think that if we’d had the donkeys and dog issues fixed, he would have survived. We may try turkeys again this year. Honestly, though, I think – at least in the case of turkeys – it’s better to wait until you can focus on them and not 20 other things.
I never imagined myself a donkey rancher, but we’ve pretty much dedicated a quarter of the property to “donkeydom.” Well, to be honest, the goat is in there, too. And one of the donkeys is actually a mule. So “donkey-goat-mule-dom,” I guess, is more accurate.
We didn’t intend to have a herd of donkeys. Melissa found Chocolate and Vanilla on a ranch near Castroville, Texas. Mocha and Chip came from Melissa’s friend 
Beverly, who lives with some folks who love animals, and sort of run their own rescue program (i.e. they can’t say no). After several years, they decided to downsize, and so we’re acquiring some of their animals over time.
Since we got the donkeys, we’ve seen a dramatic drop in external predator activity. I have to insert “external” in there because Bryan and Max were somewhat of an “insider threat” for a while. Except for some rivalry between Chocolate and Beau (the horse), the donkeys get along very well with all the other animals.
Turtle the Goat came 
with Chocolate and Vanilla. He’s been a cute little stinker, and he seems to get along well with the other animals. He does find more than his share of mischief, though. He’s learned how to open (or otherwise thwart) gates, and he’s figured out how to climb fencing.
Beau came to us from Melissa’s friends who are downsizing their menagerie. I’ve never been around horses much, and so I’m beginning to understand the bond between horse and rider. Beau is like an overgrown puppy dog. He is very affectionate, and very communicative, once you learn his language.
Mercy also came to us from Melissa’s friends. She and Beau came the same day. Mercy’s mother rejected her mother, and Melissa’s friends hand and bottle fed her. She has become so friendly and affectionate around us, that there are times I wonder whether she realizes that she’s not one of our kids.
This next year, we’re looking to “organically” add pigs and rabbits. Sunflower the Pig should have her first litter this year. And, we’re hopeful that when our female rabbit has her next litter that we’re all better prepared. Beyond that, I think we’re going to slow down our aggressive animal accumulation rate this year. Although, the back pasture would work well for beef….
As I was working in the yard the other day, I just happened to glance up…and there were a bunch of the chickens hanging out on the bridge in the front yard. I figured it warranted a picture, so here it is.
Springtime is in full swing at Livin’ The 10. The other day, Melissa and the kids took some cattle panels that we were no longer using and built a mobile paddock for the ducklings. They absolutely loved being outside chomping down on the mallows.
To get the new flocks accustomed to each other, we put the chicks in tractors near the ducks, with some shielding from the rain.
In addition to new chicks and ducks, our female rabbit had her first litter. Unfortunately, one died after a few hours. Two of the remaining three died later that day. The fourth lasted a couple of days, but also died. Such is life on the farm. But we’ve learned some valuable lessons about caring for rabbits, and we should have another litter in a couple of months.
Pop Pop took the kids to Moore’s a couple of weeks in a row…and now we have some spring chickens! The first batch is in the foreground, the second – which are a little smaller – is under the awning. They’re a mixed batch, but I’m pretty sure there’s a Barred Rock in there.
In addition to Pop Pop’s chickens, Melissa and the kids found the cuties below at Tractor Supply. They’re Sexlinks – Red and Black – and they’re just a few days old. In about six months, we’ll be getting some nice, large dark-brown eggs from these girls.
Yep, those aren’t chickens…they’re ducks! The Coats’ had more than they could handle, so we’ve acquired 11 ducklings to add to our current flock of nine. We’ve doubled our duck population overnight (well, over an afternoon). And, while our current flock is all Muscovy’s, this batch may have some other breeds or crosses – we’ll have to wait and see.
This is Mercy. She is a Mountain Sheep (also known as Bighorn Sheep), although her horns are just buds at this point. Mercy came from the same folks that sold us Mocha, Chip and Beau. They rescued her after her mother rejected her, bottle feeding her until she weened. Mercy is so docile that she followed her “mama” around the property like a little puppy.
She’s still a little skittish around us. You’ll probably notice that the picture is a bit grainy. I couldn’t get up close to her to get a really good shot. But that’s OK – she’s enjoying herself and her new home here at Livin’ The 10. Lots of grass and hay to eat…and lots of rocks to climb and play on.
As I’m writing this, she’s “baa-ing” outside. Think I’ll go check on her and see what she’s gotten herself info….
My dad (Pop Pop to the kids) used to ride horses in college. So when he were looking into getting a horse, the kids were excited to get some riding lessons from Pop Pop. Today, dad brought a bunch of carrots for Beau and the donkeys, to keep their attention (or perhaps distract them) while we were saddling Beau.
Here’s Iain getting his first riding lesson.
After Iain’s lesson, Macy got her first lesson. It was both exciting…and a bit scary.
Eryk hopped on next. He reminds me of me at his age. I remember my first riding experience – probably at about his age. The horse went trotting along…and I went bouncing along, and couldn’t help but giggle the whole time.
This Beau, our horse. One of Melissa’s friends from the homeschooling co-op had him and was looking for a new home for him, so we (we being the kids) said – with much glee – “We’ll take him!”
Beau is pretty tall. His shoulders are about 5′ tall, which horse people tell me is somewhere around 17 hands high. (I’m still learning all of this stuff. After all, I’ve only been a horse person for about 18 hours now.)
I have no idea about his heritage or breed, but we know he loves to go for rides. And, since he came with a bridle, lead, and saddle, we’re nearly set. We’ll be sure to post pictures of the kids roaming around the property on Beau.
