While I was at home, I thought I would go out to my grandpas farm and take some pictures. This is a picture of the barn and as my grandpa would say the "chick house." My grandpa and grandma used to have chickens, but the "chick house" is now used as a cat house. My grandpa loves his cats. He goes to the farm every day just to feed them and during the winter, he makes sure to take hot water so he can fix them warm milk. No wonder there were always so many mice at the farm. When my grandpa and grandma moved to the farm in 1968 and the chick house was already there. They moved the barn from south of Madrid shortly after they moved out there.
When my family moved out to the farm in 1996, I got a dog and she lived in the barn for the first couple of weeks so that she would not run off. When my dog had her first puppies, they stayed in the chick house, and my cousin Brooke thought she would hold one of them. She held it until the puppy pooped on her and then she cried for about 20 minutes! As time has went by, these two buildings have started to deteriorate. When we used to have family gatherings at the farm, we would go into the chick house and try to catch baby kittens. It always seemed like we had the wildest cats ever! I would always help my grandpa and grandma put plastic over the windows so that during the winter, the cats would stay warm. I sure do miss those days.