Archive | June, 2017

New Arrivals

27 Jun

Since losing Llenny, I have debated what to do with my llady llamas.  I hope they are bred.  If they are, should I keep the babies?  How will I breed them again?  Should I just get rid of llamas?  With all that wishy washy thinking, I did the only thing I could when the opportunity came up.  I’ve added five more llamas to the farm.  Here they are:

Ollie is the breeding male. He’s just coming of age to be breeding girls.


This is Farina.  She is the youngest female at three.


Buster Brown is a ten-year-old wether.  He’s part miniature.


Estarr is the old llady at sixteen.


Finally, we have Aurora, who just turned seven.


I might have to start thinking of myself as a goat and llama farmer.

I do hope you’ll come back to join me for Friday’s Hunt. I have this week’s items at the top of my side bar.


A Sports Injury

26 Jun

Last week, I was walking through pasture just taking pictures for one of my blog posts when I saw several kids, including Caroline, was getting a bit behind the herd.  I called out to them encouraging them to catch up.  They all took off racing.  I thought Caroline was running a bit funny.  When she got to me, she stopped.  She sat.  It was weird.  I stood her up, and she immediately went down again.  I carried her up to the barnyard.

Sweet Caroline

I figured she just twisted something because she is an athletic little girl.  She can’t walk without twirling and bouncing.  I haven’t decided if she’s going to be an Olympic gymnast or the next American Ninja Goat Warrior.  I assumed she didn’t stick the landing on her super duper flip and twist with an extra kick since we had rainy conditions out in pasture.

After resting, she still refused to put weight on it.  I panicked at the thought of it being broken.  I called the vet even though it was after hours.  Bless my vet, Dr. Schmitz.  He asked if I wanted him to see her tonight as an emergency or wait until morning.  I could only say, “She’s a keeper.”  He said he’d be here soon.

Where she decided to wait for the vet

Luckily, it wasn’t a break.   (Sorry for the emergency visit, but I never know if it’s an emergency or not.)  She injured her stifle (the bendy part at the top of her back leg).  He did say it’s a tough injury to heal from, and it will take a long time.  It’s an injury that tends to be aggravated because they feel better and try their acrobatics again.

She should heal fine though.  For now, she’s banned from the pasture.

Annie begging Caroline to come to pasture with her

That does not make her or her maa, Annie, very happy.

Why Do I Have Fences?

25 Jun

I really wonder sometimes what good fences do with goats.  I’ve already mentioned Maggie getting into my buffer strip along the bean field and T-bone getting stuck in the Coyote Woods.  Well, Haley has also been in my bean field a couple of times.  The other day when I was looking for Cookie’s boys, on one of my trips across the top hill, I looked out to pasture.  This is what I should see.  Instead, there were a lot of white splotches in the neighbor’s corn field.

Of course, reminding them that I provide them with nearly forty acres of pasture and asking them to get their tails back on the right side of the fence did not do any good.  I had to climb over, jump and yell and act like a maniac before they finally thought about getting back where they belong.

“Nothing to see here, Human. Just keep walking. Besides, I’m just the lookout because I’m too big to fit under.” -Myson

Then, because they found one place they could get through, they decided to keep looking.  They found another space just a little farther down the fence.  Seriously.  I thought I fixed these things earlier in the spring.

I carried stuff back and forth hobbling fence and looking for kids.  I  had one section left to go, and the goats went back out to pasture before I got it finished.  I hurried to that spot and told them to just keep on walking.

To help me keep them out while I stood guard.

Nothing to see on that side.  They didn’t believe me.

Cutie and Ava

It didn’t work.  I had to grab Ava by a back leg and pull her back out.  Then Dolly tried sneaking under.

“It was so good earlier.  I hope I get to go back over there.”  -Ava

Penny was not happy with me blocking the way.

“Pardon me, but you are in my way, Human.”

Lily took a more practical position and decided she could just stand there all day until I left.  I literally had to keep pushing her to join the rest of the herd.

“I’ll just stand here and scratch my butt until you get tired and move away.”

After they got down the hill, I went back to the barnyard and found another chunk of panel to hobble that place.  Luckily, the damage was minimal. We can pretend it’s hail damage right?

It’s kept them out so far.  That’s good because I’m running out of small chunks of panel to hobble fence.

I hope you’ll come back to join me for Friday’s Hunt.  I have this week’s items listed at the top of my side bar.