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Have you heard the news?

Everyone around the waterhole is talking about it!

This just in from the local barnyard advisory!

Beep - beep - beepety - beep!

Your local barnyard advisory has this announcement for you:

Psycho Hen is actually - Psycho Rooster! 

Maybe that is why she - he - it was always giving me the evil eye.

But what a lovely bird Psycho Rooster is becoming! 

You can all go back to your regularly scheduled programming now.

Thanks for joining me here at the barnyard! Come back soon!

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I watched Prim playing with a mouse for about 5 minutes thinking, “That dog gone cat! I am never feeding her again if she can sit there and play with mice! Grrr!”

But then I remembered to grab my camera so I could complain about my worthless cat to you.

As soon as I got the camera to my eyeball, Katniss swooped out of no where and stole Prim’s mouse.

The victor emerges from the cornucopia.

And Prim is left to play the Hunger Games.

May the odds be ever in your favor! 

Thanks for indulging my nerdy side today! Come back to the barnyard soon. 

I will strive to use less fan girl references. 

No promises.

At my real job, the preschool needed some fertilized eggs to put in the incubator. Being short of such eggs, (Chicky Mo Mo and the gang have not started laying yet,) my friend Stacey offered up some duck eggs.

And three perfect, downy ducklings emerged!

Meet Igor, Agnes and...

Eleanor. 

We brought them home from the preschool to meet the gang. Psycho Hen was the first to greet them. I think they were a little overwhelmed. 

Poor Eleanor waddled up to greet the gang like any social fowl would do. Pearl and Psycho Hen didn't seem to be very gracious hostesses.

Then War Paint got in on the meet-and-do-not-greet action. I have a feeling poor Igor, Eleanor and Agnes will have to start their own Duck Gang. Or be hen pecked their whole lives!

But an all-duck gang could be fun! There will be tons of pool parties!

And sun bathing!

And I think they might even make me the leader of their gang! Welcome Eleanor, Igor, and Agnes to the Barnyard! 

With the Cowley Spring rodeo, right here in Cowley, WY we start the rodeo season off with a bang!

Or - rather - a buck!

Booger Buck is his name. 

The horse, not the cowboy.  (But if you know me at all, you should know that is who I am referring to.)

Olympia is flying high. She is the Western Original’s darling. 

She and I have a few differences we will need to work out if we are to ever to become friends. 

That’s not likely, if you ask me the Western Original can only have one darling in his world. And it ain’t her!

Sibling Rivalry gave it a good shot. 

I had to include a photo of some of our favorite pick up riders in the world doing what they do best. These are some real Wyoming Cowboys!

Feather Duster - Feathers for short, is proving her worth! I cannot wait to breed her to Billy the Kid and see what kind of massive bucking horse we get out of that pair! 

Shall we name the baby Billy Feathers?

Strawberry Shortcake is a little firecracker! 

“Look ma, no hands!” (the cowboy this time.)

“Ooof."  (Also the cowboy.)

Vice, floating on air, or so it would seem. He’s quite a Wyoming bucking bull!

Remember Tooth Fairy? He can really buck! Not bad for a bull that enjoys back rubs and cucumbers, huh?

We haven’t officially named this paint horse. But he has earned one. He was named Pancho when we bought him, but that lacks a certain luster. We called him Crazy 8s at the rodeo, but…. maybe he needs a name more suited for him. Ideas? www.facebook.com/CowpokeCorner for the naming contest or comment below.

** Update - This horse had been named Freckles Plowboy!