What’s Been Happening

Sage Words

Hi Everyone!


We’ve had a lot going on the last couple weeks and I am EXHAUSTED!


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A couple weeks ago Mr. and Mrs. Fifty Shades took Scout and me for our early evening walk.  We explored the pond area as usual, when Scout conducted one of his jobs by grabbing  a copperhead snake.  In turn, the snake lashed out and bit him on his lower jaw.  We were all pretty stunned, most of all Scout.  We hurried back home but Scout was so dazed he had to stop a couple times and sit.  When we got inside, we called the emergency vet clinic and they said to “bring your baby right over.” Little did they know they would be getting a two-for-one since I needed to come for moral support.

Scout and I hopped into the back seat and I did not take more than my usual 3/4 of the space.  On the ride over, Scout’s lower jaw started to droop a bit and it began to swell.  When we got to the clinic – oh boy!  The Smells!  The Sights!  We rushed into the building and Scout and Mr. Fifty Shades went into an exam room.  I was shaking so hard with all the Smells and Sights that Mrs. Fifty Shades took me outside to calm down.  When we saw a cat prancing around the building, she said, “Oh no,” and ushered me back inside.  Wow!  Did I mention the Smells?  Fantastic!  My quivering continued as strong as ever and the nicest lady wondered if a treat or two might help me.  I certainly thought that would do the trick.  The treats were very tasty and soon thereafter, Mrs. Fifty Shades and I went into the exam room with Scout and Mr. Fifty Shades.  When the vet came in, he told us that Scout was the second copperhead bite he had treated that night.  The vet seemed so nice and I felt I needed to show my appreciation for his looking after Scout.  So, I licked him all over his face to thank him for taking care of my best buddy in the world.  For some reason though, I had to go back out again.  There was talk of someone being too excited.  So, we went back out to the lobby where the Smells were wonderful – have I mentioned that before?  There was a cat there, too.  But, I tried to ignore her.  Then, lots of people came by and said how pretty and sweet I was.  I really liked this place.  When Scout emerged from the exam room, he had been given some antibiotic, anti-inflammatory, and pain meds.

On the ride home, I insisted that Scout use up his usual 1/4 of the backseat.  He was so out of it that he just leaned up against the door and dozed on and off.  I was able to sleep all the way back and had a couple nice dreams about the Smells and the Cats and the Nice People and Treats!  When we arrived home, Scout ran to a corner and laid there all night.  The next several days were tough on my BFF.  We could all tell he was still in pain and his jaw swelled up something awful.   I think he was a little scared, too.   Throughout the first few days, Scout darted from corner to corner and room to room trying to escape the pain.   Mr. Fifty Shades lay down next to him through one particularly rough night so that he wouldn’t be so anxious. We all fretted over that boy and wished we could make him feel better.  Especially me – I really wanted to get him into our new play pen (fenced area), but, we all thought about it and thought the best thing I could do was to give him a little space and breathing room.  It was difficult, though, since Scout and I are used to playing and cutting up all day.  I think Mrs. Fifty Shades was feeling a bit confined, too, because one day she said something about running off some excess energy.  I wanted to help her with that, so we went down to the play pen and I showed her how to play a new game with a tennis ball.  It worked this way – she threw the ball, I retrieved it and then I ran all around while she tried to catch me and get the ball.  How much fun is that?!!

Gradually, our brave Scout got back to normal.  We knew he was on the road to recovery when he wanted to play with me again.  Yay – I am so relieved that my dearest friend is back 100%.  He is the best company ever.  I love you, Scout!

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In other news…

Mr. Fifty Shades continues the work on the “Mow-rage.”  Here you can see that the garage door got installed.  Fancy, fancy.

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He’s working hard now on the ceiling, insulation, and on the electrical and lighting systems.

So, now you’re up to date on what’s going on here.  Now that he’s feeling better, Scout is working on a Scout Report for you.

A comment to the former Hurricane Matthew – so glad you did not hit Florida as hard as expected, but, did you have to go and create havoc for our loved ones in North Carolina?

Well – that is about it for now.  Until next time…

Lots of Love and kisses,

Sage from Fifty Shades of Green Acres

P.S.  Copperheads have been plentiful and on the move all around the southeast.  It’s been dry and they are apparently looking for water.  Mr. Fifty Shades wanted me to share this picture of one he killed about two months ago.  This one is about 18 to 20 inches long and it is nowhere near the length or girth of the one that attacked our Scout.





A Big Day

Mr. Fifty Shades and I have been hanging out with each other for a good long while.  Through the years, he’s turned to me from time to time and asked…

(please hum The Beatles song, “When I’m 64” as you read this)

When we get older, gray in our hair

Many years from now

Can we maybe make a big move to a farm

With dogs and hens and a rooster alarm?

We will be happy

It will be fun

But, I just gotta know

Will you still need me, will you still feed me

when I’m 64?

Yes, Mr. Fifty Shades – and if we are so lucky – and just because it rhymes, you’ve got me through 84 as well!  

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I love you, Mr. Fifty Shades – Happy Birthday!

and lots of wet nosed kisses and purrs from your four legged family @ Fifty Shades of Green Acres


Sage Advice

Hi All –


This week we celebrated one year since I adopted Scout and Mr. & Mrs. Fifty Shades.  It is a lucky thing I found them since they really needed my advice.  For instance, Mr. & Mrs. Fifty Shades thought that sleeping past 4:00 a.m. was normal.  Can you believe that?  Fortunately, I have been able to convince them that this was a crazy practice, or as Mrs. Fifty Shades describes it, “a faraway dream.”  I think that means it was just plain silly.

Scout and I have had the best time ever this week since it’s been snowing and cold.  Scout likes to lay down and roll in the snow.  I like to do whatever Scout does.  Here are some pictures that show all the delicious snow we’ve been enjoying…



Bee Hives


Chicken Coop



The Pond



Bird House



Picnic Anyone?

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The weather predictions are for the snow to continue until Sunday.  It is also supposed to be quite windy and Scout and I just don’t know how much better it could get.

Here’s hoping you’re enjoying snow wherever you are!

Signing off,


Sage and the rest of the Fifty Shades Team

Happy New Year!


The Scout Report

Hi Everyone,

I hope you’ve been enjoying winter so far.  Today was our best day so far this year, because it SNOWED!  Yay.  Hurray!

You can see here my paw prints in the snow and just below where I lapped up the snow with my tongue.  


Sage wasn’t too sure about it at first, but, after a few tries she enjoyed lapping it up, too. Someone mentioned it might be like eating a snow cone, although we’ve been advised to avoid the yellow kind.  

Even though the cold weather is the best, I think Sage prefers staying inside with our new rope toy. We wore out the other one chewing and playing tug of war.

There might be a picture of us doing this one day with the new rope, but, Mrs. Fifty Shades says it will be difficult since most of the time we’d rather stop what we’re doing to see what she’s doing when she brings out the camera. 


This is what it looked like just a couple hours ago when Mr. & Mrs. Fifty Shades and Sage and I took our walk.  

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Now the sun is shining and the light snow is melting.  The temps will be in the teens tomorrow – really – it doesn’t get much better than that!

Until next time,

Scout & Sage

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The Apple was Delicious

A Few Sage Words

Hi,  Remember me?  


Remember the apple that fell about a week ago?


See this basket?


Mr. & Mrs. Fifty Shades put the apple in this basket along with some tomatoes, yellow squash, and peppers.  They removed everything but the apple.  Mr. & Mrs. Fifty Shades said they were saving it.  The basket with the apple rested here on this chair for days on the porch.  This is one of the places where Scout and I love to play.  Yesterday, when Scout and I went out on the porch, this happened.


And then…the apple rolled out.  And then…I thought this is the moment, this is it – all those days of saving and savoring the apple – this is it.  And so… I decided to carpe diem…



Double yum…


Mr. & Mrs. Fifty Shades were able to make it out on time to see me working on that apple.  Mrs. Fifty Shades said, “Well, I hope you enjoyed it.”  She is so sweet.  And I sure did enjoy it.  

I guess she knew I loved apples because I chewed these designs in the towels they use to dry me and Scout in the mornings after we get back from our runs.  

I sure do ♥ apples, don’t you?  


Until next time,

Sage & Company


My Spa Weekend

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This weekend, Mr. & Mrs. Fifty Shades took off together (apparently this was a big deal) and visited friends and family for a couple days.  This enabled me to enjoy a well earned retreat away from these two…

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My spa weekend included eating my favorite nibbles and enjoying some power naps and then just regular long sleeps, interspersed with roaming through the house soaking in the peace and quiet.  I also basked and preened.

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It was a terrific weekend.  When they returned yesterday afternoon, Mr. & Mrs. Fifty Shades said they had a wonderful weekend, t0o!  Here are pictures of the family and friends they visited.


Mrs. Fifty Shades drew the likenesses above since she FORGOT TO TAKE PICTURES with her camera.  She was MAD at herself for not remembering to get her camera out, so this will have to do, she said.

I can report that while they were gone, the new chicks and the old more mature chicks bonded beautifully…


…and that one of the two apples fell.  As you might expect, it did not fall far from the tree…

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Even though it might not yet be ripe, Mr. & Mrs. Fifty Shades are going to eat it and will let us all know how it tasted.

This morning, I was informed that I should enjoy the quietude because it was about to end.  This didn’t please me…


….however, I guess there is some pleasure in realizing that things are getting back to normal.

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Until next time…

This entry was posted on August 24, 2015, in chickens, Pets.

The Egg and I

So – right now, I’m doing a load of laundry.  I wasn’t really intending to do laundry today, but, well….

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Scout, Sage, and I were going for a walk.  Since it was about 15 degrees, I had to get properly dressed.  When I went to retrieve my jacket, hanging from a hook in the laundry room, I noticed a yellowish stain on the floor beneath it.   The stain was about the size of a penny and the consistency of hand lotion.  “I wonder what in the world that is,” I pondered.  I was all dressed to go out, but, I took the time to clean up the little stain with some paper towels and went on my merry way with the dogs.  When we got outside, the dogs ran up to me – they love me so, I thought. Then, they both started licking at my jacket pocket.  They wouldn’t quit licking at my pocket – you would have thought a rare delicacy hid inside.  It was then I discovered an enticing find for our pups was indeed inside my jacket pocket.  It was an egg, oozing in all its crushed and scrambled glory from my pocket.  It felt particularly nice to handle slimy mess in the sub-freezing temps.

Earlier in the day, I had retrieved the egg from the nest box and put it in my pocket for safe keeping. Ha.  As soon as I placed it in my pocket, the egg was off my radar screen.  I tackled the next chore – bringing a couple loads of firewood onto our porch.  Loading up firewood is something I do with not much grace and so, the unfortunate egg became a casualty.  Poor egg.  

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The Egg and I – it’s a fun to read book from the 1940’s.  It was also a movie with Claudette Colbert. But, today, I channeled author Betty MacDonald with my own egg story.