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Little Charlie Tucker, The Lucky Kitten

by Crystal April 7th, 2011 - No Comments »

It was a sunny Saturday morning.  Mrs. Tucker and Little Charlie had decided to take Big Red for a walk by the golf course.  Although it was springtime, there still seemed to be a subtle nip in the air that made Charlie’s hands feel like he had played with ice cubes.

It was only last week that Mrs. Tucker and Charlie had put away all of their winter gloves and coats when it seemed for sure that the nice, warmer weather was around to stay.

As they walked, Charlie noticed that the road had a deep ditch running along the side of it, with long grasses that seemed to have been pushed down by the dew that sparkled in the sunshine.

It was then that Charlie thought he heard a noise not too far into the ditch. He stopped abruptly to listen.

“Mom, did you hear that sound–it was almost like a faint meow. Could there be a cat somewhere nearby?” Charlie asked.

“Why, I didn’t hear it, but let’s listen,” Mrs. Tucker replied.

Then both Charlie and his mom became very quiet, and stood on the road looking into the ditch to their right.

Big Red, their coonhound, had now placed his nose down and proceeded to meander off the road and into the ditch.

“What is it, fellow? What do you smell?” little Charlie asked, as Big Red looked back up at him and gave a quick howl.

“You know, maybe I see something.  No, it can’t be,” Mrs. Tucker exclaimed.

She continued, “It’s too early in the year for kittens, or, well, actually it is spring now!”

And then came a small hiss and a rather larger meow, as Big Red touched the little tabby kitten with his nose.

“Why, mom, it is a kitten! Oh, can we keep it, can we, please? Oh, mom…” Charlie said, as he bent over to pick up the little kitten, while his mom pulled Big Red back.

“Mom, this little kitten, she’s all by herself, and she hasn’t eaten anything. Look at her ribs! She’s starving. We have to look after her and feed her immediately,” he replied, picking the fragile little kitty up into his hands and lifting her towards his mom.

“I don’t see why we can’t, but your dad may feel differently,” Mrs. Tucker replied.

Before his mum could say anymore, Charlie carefully tucked the kitty into his big pocket to keep her warm and out of the cold air. He gently stroked the kitten from time to time as he walked briskly with his mom back to their house.

“What should we feed her, mom?” he asked.

“We could give her some warm milk,” Mrs. Tucker replied.

However, when the Tuckers tried to give the little kitten some warm milk, she refused to drink it.

“What else could we give her that is a dairy product? She must eat something, mom,” said little Charlie with concern.

“Well, hmmm, I don’t know. I may need to take a run to the local corner store and pick up some kitten food,” she said, looking at the fragile little kitten.

While she said this, Charlie was looking in their fridge. “What about some Mozzarella cheese, mom?” he questioned.

“Well, it won’t hurt, so we might as well try and see if she’ll eat a bit of it,” his mom responded.

And so, Charlie held a piece of cheese up to the kitten, and in a couple hasty chews, the kitten had consumed the cheese slice.

“Wow, she loves it, mom. Look at how quickly she ate the cheese,” he said in astonishment.

What are we going to call our new kitten, Charlie?” Mrs. Tucker asked.

“Why, well, why don’t we call her Lucky,” he responded.

And so it was, the Tuckers unexpectedly had a new addition to their family, and over the years to come, they all were the lucky ones.

© 2011 Crystal Buchan

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Little Charlie Tucker, A Day at the Farmers’ Market

by Crystal February 26th, 2011 - No Comments »

The Tuckers entered the Early Bird Farmers’ Market with Big Red, who was on a leash.  The Farmers’ Market had tuned in to a local radio station, and the strains of Stanley Turrentine’s, “What the World Needs Now is Love,” wafted across the meadow.

It seemed so fitting to have such lovely music playing in the background as people enjoyed items that were crafted with love and respect for the people and the environment.

“Wow, look, mom, at Big Red. His nose is moving all over the place,” Little Charlie exclaimed, pointing at his new pup.

“Amazing!  Big Red must be smelling the home-cooked goods on display,” Mrs. Tucker replied.

“Now, that’s why they are called Coonhounds,” Mr. Tucker stated, watching as Big Red’s nose checked the ground as he meandered beside them.

“Look, there’s your grandma and grandpa, Charlie,” Mrs. Tucker said, while motioning for Charlie to go and give them a hug.

“Hey Grandma, surprise,” he said, giving her an enormous hug.

“Oh, why isn’t this a surprise, my little dear, but where are your parents?” she asked now looking around her.

“They are over there by the stand with homemade banana bread,” little Charlie responded.

“Ah, yes, I see them, Charlie,” Grandpa Joe replied, as he waved at Charlie’s mom with his free hand. The other was now on little Charlie’s shoulder.

Charlie’s grandpa continued, “So you and your parents decided to come and visit us today. That’s really nice of you all.  And look, there’s your new dog, Big Red!  Your mom has been telling me all about him.”

“Yep, that’s Big Red, and he sure likes it here,” Charlie said with glee.

Then Charlie looked up to his grandma, tugging at her sleeve a little, “we, well, we were going to make your famous bread this morning, grandma, and we lost your recipe,” little Charlie said, feeling a little upset.

“Oh, you didn’t lose it. It’s just misplaced. Things have a tendency to show up again, you know,” she said to reassure little Charlie.

She continued, “I have a new internet blog site where you can access it anytime you’d like from now on.  I figured I should get up-to-date with the internet.  I keep getting recipe requests from your auntie, too, and your mom, so why not put the recipes online to share with the world?” Grandma Sue said with gentleness.

“Gee, that’s very kind of you to do, Grandma.  Now everyone can use your great recipes,” little Charlie replied.

And so it was, Mrs. Tucker and Charlie went home that afternoon and accessed the new blog site that Grandma Sue had created.  There were fresh loaves of bread that evening, and the next morning Mr. Tucker was delighted with his homemade toast with poached eggs.

To view Grandma Sue’s Famous Bread recipe, click here.

Photo Compliments of 8bells.

© 2011 Crystal Buchan

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Little Charlie Tucker, Homemade Yogurt

by Crystal February 23rd, 2011 - No Comments »

It was a sunny weekend, and Mr. Tucker was out walking his family’s new dog, Big Red.  He had decided to take the young fellow down to the ocean.  Meanwhile, Mrs. Tucker and little Charlie had just come inside from milking Mariah.

‘Well, we sure do have enough milk, and thanks to Mariah, we can spare a little for making some delicious yogurt, don’t you think?” Mrs. Tucker asked little Charlie, while looking in her fridge at her glass milk jugs that were still full.

“Ooh, yogurt. I just love yogurt, mom, and being able to make it from scratch, how cool is that?” he laughed with a big smile on his face.

She continued after acknowledging her son’s comment with a smile, “You know, maybe tomorrow you and I can learn how to make some healthy bread, too, so we can use up some more of Mariah’s milk,” she said to little Charlie, who was now watching her as she started to prepare her kitchen for their exciting cooking project.

“I think that is a great idea, mom. I just love eating the dough, mmm…. Sure we can’t make some bread today?” little Charlie questioned.

“Nope, not today.  You’ll see, yogurt does take some time, and I think we shouldn’t overdo it,” she replied.

“All right, it is nice outside too, and dad said we should all go for a walk later this afternoon with Big Red, so let’s make bread tomorrow,” he responded.

“Great, it’s settled. Charlie, could you please pass me the large steel pot, the one that will go in the oven and on the stove?” she asked.

“Here you go,” he said, lifting it up to her to put on the stove.

“Thank you, my little man!  So, let’s see, we will need:

A baking thermometer,
8 cups of goat’s milk,
½ cup of goat’s yogurt that is made with live cultures.  This yogurt will be our ‘starter yogurt’ so we can grow more good bacteria from it.
¼ cup of maple syrup, if desired.

We could add some ordinary milk powder, but we are trying to eliminate cow’s milk for you, my little man, for the time being, so runnier yogurt will be just fine,” she said with assurance.

“Sounds good, mom,” he said, as he helped her measure out the ingredients on a lower table in order for him to still participate in the preparation for their homemade yogurt.

“Now here is the trick. We have to bring the goats milk almost to a boil, and then decrease the temperature to a range in between 90 -110 degrees Fahrenheit. We will have to maintain this temperature range for about 12 hours once we have added the starter yogurt.  Therefore, we are going to set the convection oven on now to 105 degrees. Once we have the milk almost at a boil, we are going to bring it off the stove and check the temperature within 10 minutes and every 2-3 minutes thereafter ‘til it is in our temperature range.  Then we will add the starter yogurt and move it to our convection oven which keeps a steady low temperature and voila, by bedtime tonight we will have homemade yogurt!” she said with anticipation.

She continued, “Of course, we will have it for breakfast and putting it in the fridge will thicken our yogurt up to the perfect consistency.”

“Wow, but what happens if we don’t maintain the temperature range of 90-110 degrees, mom?” Little Charlie asked curiously.

“Then the good bacteria will die off, and we will be without any new yogurt sadly, but don’t worry, ovens these days can keep a constant temperature,” she said with a degree of certainty.

“Well, I guess I am the only one going for a walk with dad this afternoon then, mom, as you have told me never ever to leave any elements or appliances on,” little Charlie remarked with some cheekiness.

“Fair enough, you little rascal,” she said, tickling him out of the kitchen.

For more informative videos on how to make your own homemade yogurt, just got to youtube where you will many find many different versions! Or, check out this site.

To see why you should consider making homemade yogurt, check out the video below:

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