Pretzel is doing well. She loves her bottle.
Sometimes, I let her come in and drink straight from her grandma, Astra. I can’t believe how good Astra is about doing that.
She is a very happy, bouncy little girl.
I’m also happy that she is going out to pasture on the Back Forty with the herd.

Pretzel in front; Joani & Glover; on the rock: Myson, Tawny, Lemuel, Jack Frodo, Rosie and Hilda beside it
This will keep her in the herd and help her learn to eat and develop her rumen.
I noticed one day that I had a goose missing. She showed back up and was gone for a couple more days.
That meant I needed to find where she was nesting. Sadly, by the time I found her, she was already really sitting. I’m hoping to find someone who might want to take whatever she hatches. These geese are such terrorists, I’d almost be happy to find them all a new home.
Between Tiger’s first visit to the vet (for the diarrhea meds) and his second visit to begin kitten shots, he gained quite a bit of weight. In eight days, he gained 14 ounces. It’s nice to know all the food I’m giving him is doing some good. He is also growing into a very good helper. He likes to help me knit.
He was checking the tension on my weaving.
Oh, he likes to help with so many things!
I’m glad he’s actually acting like a kitten now.
But I’m not sure my plants are going to survive this.