Archive | July, 2018


28 Jul

I have to say, it’s just the last week or so that I’ve started relaxing and feeling like I’m on summer break (and now it’s almost time to go back).  With the bottle kids getting weaned, I’m getting to keep all my milk from the girls.  They know exactly where to go.


I always have a line waiting to come in.  There’s usually a couple more there too.  Sometimes even those that are not currently getting milked (like Haley).  Once I even had Casey trying to convince me he should get to come in.

Ava (back) and Clover

Sometimes Ava gets a little impatient.


I’m freezing gallons for next year’s kids.  Also, I finally have gotten around to making soap.

I have several that are out of stock.  I don’t know the last time my shelves were so empty.

It’s been hard to get motivated to make any when the farmer’s market I used to go to isn’t being held now.  I need to find a new market or something.  Of course, when my garage is fully cleaned again, I can open on the farm on weekends.  First, I need to get everything back in stock.  I made five batches to start with: violet, almond biscotti, plain, lilac, and candy.

I have another thirteen batches before my soaps are fully stocked.  I better get busy!




Harley’s Kids

27 Jul

I still have Harley in the north paddock, but she’s off all meds.  She’s still improving.  Her fur has all grown back in, and she’s nice and sleek.  I can tell she is gaining strength in her back and hind legs.  I still plan on keeping her up here until next spring, so she hopefully doesn’t reinjure the back.


She still has some kids with her.

Horus, Gilgamesh, and Antigone

I’ve weaned the four bottle babies, but they still swarm whenever they see me.

Horus, Enkidu, Antigone (Eve behind), and Gilgamesh

They are like a pond full of koi that you throw food too–a writhing mass of mouths looking for food.

Enkidu is still trying to nurse Harley a little bit, but she’s handling it well, so I am ignoring that whole situation.

Enkidu and Harley

Antigone is still up there with them.  I am making very slow progress at getting her to calm down after the horn injury/treatment.  It is starting to grow.  I think it will be a solid horn–just much shorter than the other one.  And without a point.


I’ve just added Dolly’s boys, Pluto and Anubis, to this group too.

Pluto and Anubis

Dolly has been run down and anemic all summer.


Getting the kids off her (and another round of copper in the fall) should help a lot.


Still Working

26 Jul

I haven’t taken a lot of pictures of the animals lately because I’ve just been busy working.  Scooping the buildings is still a priority.  I’m currently working on the buck pen.

I had to quit because Xerxes was in a panic over me being in there while he wanted to nap.  I didn’t complain because I’m old and can’t do the all day scooping like I used to.

Fionn and Xerxes

I was going to finish it today, but we had a rain overnight.  The rain is good.  We were horribly dry again, and this will also help the compost pile settle (picture before the rain).

We’ll see when it gets done now.  At least we still have cool weather in the forecast.  For the record, that really thick part is from the llamas’ poop pile.  I dearly wish they would make those piles outside.

The other thing I had to do this summer was empty the bulk bin.

For some reason, the corn seemed a little lower quality than I like to feed to the goats.  I’m not feeding corn this summer while they are fat from pasture, so I wanted to empty it, hose it down and let it air out.  I emptied it into buckets and took to my nephew for his cows.  Yes, I can get fifteen cat litter buckets in the Ranger.

The cows looked like they would prefer I just gave it directly to them.

When I got it emptied, I reached in, and it was gross.  This is what is plastered to the sides for quite a ways up.

And it really smells bad too.  And it draws flies like crazy.  Yuck.

I’m trying to figure out how to clean it (I’m thinking power washer), and then I have to figure out how the moisture got in it in the first place.  I can’t fill it just to let the corn rot again.