Angel Wheeler

Sh*t happens

  • How I deal with crap

    No matter how bad my life is going, no matter how crummy a day I’ve had, no matter how many curve balls life throws my way, when I lay my head down at night, I can always say “at least I’m not a cow in a feed yard”. That really has to be the worse… Read more

  • The Demise of the J&A Chicken Ranch

    Well folks, I’m here to announce my flock of 14 birds is officially down to eight. I’m sad. The casualties are: 1 yellow chicken killed by a coyote in plain sight 1 yellow chicken found lying dead in the coop in March 2012.  Cause of death: unknown The remains of one yellow chicken (mostly feathers)… Read more

  • A Chicken is good for a laugh or two

    When we drove to a nearby city on Friday, January 27th to check into the hospital to give birth, we thought we’d only be gone a couple of days, and so we prepared for being gone only a couple of days.  But as fate would have it, it turned out to be seven. J-Dub drove… Read more

  • Country Troubles

    Somedays the  J&A Chicken Ranch has more excitement than my feeble heart can handle. This beautiful breezy morning I am waiting for the water well repair man as we have no water coursing through our pipes.  The precious commodity, the life blood, the toilet flusher has seized for reasons unknown to me, but hopefully not beyond the… Read more

  • Nobody Knows

    This morning I praised God. This evening I questioned Him. This morning I sat with the sunrise and read His Word. This evening I sat on a stump and cried real tears. This morning I sang, “Standing on the Promises.” This evening I sang, “Nobody Knows the Troubles I’ve Seen.” Join with me :Nobody Knows the Troubles… Read more

  • In Memory of My Dad #15

    It was the kid’s first job as a pipefitter with the H.B. Zachery Company,  he had just picked up his card in Amarillo, Texas and was now driving down to Lubbock where the big turnaround was to take place. A turnaround is where a plant is shut down for two or three weeks and a bunch… Read more

  • It’s A Boy!!

    It’s calving season out here on the Golden Spread.  Spring is in the air.  Trees are budding, tulips are blossoming, and heifers are birthing. Heifers are young cows, first-time mamas.  I might even be as bold as to call them teenage mothers.  Unwed, teenage mothers.  My husband says you have to watch heifers closely because… Read more

  • Freedom

      We have a pet chicken. We call her Freedom.  She wants out of the box in the worst way imaginable. She’s the only one who discovered how to fly to the edge of the box.  Since then we taped up the sides.  She appears to be a Barred Plymouth Rock with a long stripe… Read more

  • Slow as Molasses

    I have officially declared myself unfit as a chicken mama. Someone call CPS. No, not Child Protective Services, ring up Chicken Protective Services. I lost another chicky.  I don’t know the cause of death,  I contribute it to Mother Nature.  Beneath my electrical pole, it is beginning to look something like a chicken cemetery.  Two down, Fifteen… Read more

  • Junior Chicky Little

    The chicks are quite rambunctious today.  Soon they will need a much bigger box. Yesterday, I didn’t tell you my story of death, but today I must tell you that one of them did not make it.  Nature has its way of elimintaing the sick and weak and I did have a sick one.  When… Read more