We’re Roddy and Ros, a (fairly) newlywed couple living on the Texas Gulf coast with our 2 dogs, 3 cats, 6 chickens, 1 rooster, and
2 , soon to be 3, currently 5 goats after the birth of our newbies Vanilla Bean and Bailey. We’re avid campers, hikers, geocachers and we both love to fish… Oh! And we are the world’s WORST selfie-takers! (<– See left for exhibit A. (If you’re really sweet we might share the rest of the pics in that series… there are like 12 of them and they are ALL that bad.)
We each have our strengths. Ros is a great planner, not so good at the execution part. Roddy couldn’t plan his way out of a paper bag — well no, that’s not entirely true… he COULD, but he’d take a very very long time to do it, but give him a good outline and he can build just about anything.
We started this blog to chronicle our journey towards our goal of living a more sustainable, self-sufficient life. Here at the beginning, we know nothing aside from what we’ve learned with the help of “Google-opedia”, YouTube, and various blogs and forums. Luckily we’re quick learners, and we’re great at taking action. Join us along the way as we share what we’ve learned, what worked, what didn’t work, and what we’re working on next. We promise to keep it all 100% real. If we screwed something up, we’ll show it to you so you can learn from our mistakes and see how we correct the problem.
We’ve ALWAYS been interested in prepping for the worst. We’ve never really been FULL ON preppers — you know, the people you see on TV with elaborate bunkers, food stashes in the woods, giant bullet proof bug out vehicles, etc. We’re the kind of preppers who have emergency get-home packs with us at all times, try and make a conscious effort to have a reasonable stockpile of food, and Roddy has a decent stash of tools, knives, etc. So I guess you could say we’re more prepared than the average Joe, but nowhere near the people on that show Doomsday Preppers, (though I do think the hubs aspires to that in some way). I don’t have fears of electric pulses, bird flu, or foreign lands invading our shores. My fears are the more likely loss of employment, recession, and in our corner of Texas – hurricanes. I’d like to be prepared for some of these things, but most importantly is the lifestyle. We get a GREAT sense of accomplishment when we’ve completed a project and there really is nothing quite like the feeling of eating something that you created from scratch on your own piece of dirt.
What’s in the name? Chickens are a Gateway Animal is kind of a warning I guess. Once you start with chickens, you’re on a slippery slope and before you know it, you’ll find yourself where we are… a whole lot of animals and not a lot of time.
Our Pets (AKA non-productive layabouts who expect to be fed, but will never be/provide food):
Harry – AKA Harrison Ford, AKA Harry Connick Jnr., AKA Prince Harry, AKA Harry and the Hendersons… I’ll spare you the full list.
Jake – as in the song “Feed Jake” <– don’t ask me, this was Roddy’s idea… a recent addition.
Diesel – He’s a mama’s boy. He loves being outside. He cannot gain weight.
Brutus – He’s HATES me. He HATES being outside. He LOVES Roddy.
Chloe – She kind of just moved in one day and when we relocated from Austin, she followed. She is a glutton, throws up after every meal usually on the one thing in the room I don’t want her to throw up on, (vet says she eats too fast). So of course, she spends a lot of time outside.
We start this blog with 6 chickens and a rooster. We didn’t name all of them, only the first 3, but then we realized that one day we may eat them and decided against naming the newbies.
Guinevere (Rhode Island Red x Sexlink)
Henrietta (Rhode Island Red x Sexlink)
Chicolette (Rhode Island Red x Sexlink)
Sir Galahad (weirdly he was named by the feed store owner who had no idea we already had a Guinevere at home. He is a New Hampshire.).
Barred Rock Chickens 1, 2 & 3. (See what I did there?)
And finally (for now…)
Mocha (AKA HBIC)
Mocha came to us as a Nigerian Dwarf, but she’s pretty tall and not very “dwarfy” so we’re pretty sure she’s mixed with something. She is 2 years old. She has previously kidded twins in 2013, but her last owner was unsuccessful at breeding her in 2014. Mocha is SUPER shy, she hasn’t quite warmed up to me yet, but I am working on her day by day.
Cheesecake is our sweet baby. She is about 18 months old and we think she MIGHT be pregnant, but we don’t know. She was kept with a male at her previous home and she seems to be “bagging up”. She loves cuddles and belly scratches and brushing and pretty much anything that requires my sitting on my butt in the hay next to her for extended periods of time. Cheesecake HATES when we leave their pen and she cries LOUDLY until we’re out of sight.
Oreo isn’t here yet. She was born on 12/3/14 and is still with her mama for a few more weeks. We bring her home on Feb 7th when she is weaned. We’re SO excited to have her join us. This is the latest pic we received from the breeder. Apparently she thinks she has a nice booty as that’s the only angle she was giving that day.
Vanilla Bean & Bailey
Our newest arrivals. When we brought Cheesecake home she was already pregnant with these two babies. One boy and one girl. Things are about to get interesting around here! (Read their birth story here).
Where We Live
We recently moved onto Roddy’s parent’s 5 acres of land. We have a lovely, modest trailer house of our own on one side of the land. It’s the best of both worlds, being really close to family, but still having our own space and privacy and we’re so blessed that my in-laws are more than happy for us to make the most of their gorgeous property by planting gardens and raising chickens and goats – in fact, my mom in law and niece are each part owners in the chickens.
So now I guess we have a mini Homestead? I am not sure. We’re certainly backyard farmers. And here we are to share our adventures as beginner homesteader/backyard farmers/survivalists.
Welcome to our corner of the web!