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Tracking Kids

19 Jul

Everyday is an endless stream of tracking kids.  I have twelve kids that were born in June, and they do a pretty good job of sticking with their moms, but sometimes they fall asleep in pasture yet, so I have to go keep track of them.


Anubis and Freya

Jimmy P

The last time kids were not with their moms was when we came home from Villisca.  I milked and Dolly was there.  My sister commented on her big udder.

I mentioned that being out in pasture she was probably getting ready to feed them.  Then I opened the door and the boys weren’t there.

Dolly with Anubis and Pluto

I went out to track kids and found I was missing five.  Dolly was quite helpful.  She followed me around yelling for her kids.

Dolly (on the right) with her mom, Lily

If you haven’t heard Dolly talk, she’s quite loud and obnoxious.  It wasn’t long before I heard a kid answer her from across the ditch.  I helped them over, and it was a great reunion.

front to back: Pandora, Calliope (was not one that was missing), Jimmy P, Anubis, and Freya

Other times. the kids stay in the barnyard and have to wait all day to eat.

front: Pluto and Anubis; back: Jimmy P and Osiris (checking out the chicken)

When the moms get close again, they’ll call to their kids.

Zinnia (left) and Cookie

Of course, they sometimes don’t figure out where they are hearing their moms from, but luckily, the moms help them out.

Jimmy P headed for mom and Osiris trying to figure it out

Jimmy P nursing and Zinnia still waiting for Osiris to figure it out

Zinnia finally took off to try and catch Osiris who was running the wrong direction; At last getting to eat.

Finally, I have my bottle monsters confined to the north paddock with Harley.

Horus, Eve (front), Gilgamesh, and Enkidu

They had been free to go wherever they wanted (except Enkidu was too big to get out), and they even went out to pasture with the rest of the herd once or twice.

Horus and Eve

But when they decided to start going out into the driveway and almost to the road, I had to put a stop to that.  I must say, tracking kids is one of the more pleasant jobs on the farm.



I Lost My Excuse

7 Jul

I started scooping out the Love Shack a while ago because it really needed it.

After about two scoops though, I was interrupted to go make bottles, and I don’t remember what all.

Harley, Gill (in front) and Enkidu

Then I came back and did about two more scoops before disovering why the barn swallows were so mad at me–even more than usual.  I figured newly hatched babies was a good reason to give it up for a while.

Then it got hot and rained and, and, and…  No more excuses!  The babies are nearly ready to fly the nest.

Even though mom and dad were still not happy with me, I figured the babies were fine without them for a short time.

Let’s face it.  I’m old and I take a lot more breaks than I used to.  I also had to quit because the goats came back up from pasture, and whenever the bottle monsters see me, it pretty much means I’m done doing anything but tripping over them.

Horus and Gilgamesh in front; Eve behind


I’m also pretty sure I’m going to more than fill my compost bin.  Of course, I already filled it up once with the stuff from one car stall out of my garage.  I guess, once it gets full, I’ll have to let is settle for a bit.  I’ll switch to shoveling out the other side of the garage because that is going to another location.

I’m pretty sure I can keep shoveling for quite a while before everything is cleaned out.

And, as of today, all the little barn swallow babies have flown the nest!

Bottle Triplets

10 Jun

I have Harley moved to my north paddock so she has a bit more space, and she even has green grass to eat.


She is still up and down on how well she moves. I think she over-exerted herself the first day she was up there because she barely moved the next day.  She’s still getting her meds.  She’s doing better again.  I got her hooves trimmed (finally); it was just impossible to trim them with the pregnancy and back injury.  I hope she continues to improve.

The last thing she needs is to be feeding kids.  I did take them up to visit, and she was happy to see them, but I think she also realized she just can’t do it.  I’m letting her dry up, and her boys are bottle triplets.


They are a challenge to feed.

Horus and Gilgamesh

They aren’t quite good enough to feed them all at once yet because they keep losing the bottle, and they just lunge without opening their mouths, so they all want to eat, but I can only feed one at a time.

Horus and Enkidu

At least when they are peeing, they aren’t being pushy.


I have been so attacked with those little mouths trying to grab and suck anything they can find.  It works well when they try nursing each other’s noses–keeps them out of my way.

Then I look over and see Sidney with her one little Pandora and it’s so peaceful.  Not the chaos of my babies.

Sidney feeding Pandora

Although, occasionally, I feel a nibbling on my back pocket and turn to see they are both checking out what we’re doing.

I still can’t believe all four of these little early birds are doing well.  They are little miracles.