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Friday’s Hunt v3.11

17 Mar

Welcome back to Friday’s Hunt.  I want to thank everyone who joined in last week.  I had a lot of fun visiting everyone who linked up.  It’s very simple.  Anyone can participate.  The link opens at 7pm Central time and will close Sunday at 7pm, so you have plenty of time to enter.  Hopefully, you’ll be inspired to visit some of the other entries.

If you didn’t participate this week but would like to next week the topics will be:  Starts with L, Week’s Favorite, and antique.   I will always keep a list of the items for the coming week in my sidebar at the top.  I am crazy busy with teaching and working on the farm right now, but I will make sure to visit all participants.  Without further ado, here’s my interpretations for the week.

Starts with K:  All of the K goats I’ve had on the farm–Katie, Katie, Ken, Kenny, Kent, Kimmy, Kip, Kip, Kizzy, and Kristoff.  Of all those goats, Kizzy is the only one we still have on the farm.  I can’t believe it, but she turned nine last month.

Kizzy Kay Street

Week’s Favorite:  I haven’t had many opportunities to take snowy pictures this winter, so I thought I’d take advantage of the snow.  It turns out that I like my flowers with just a bit of snow the best.

Drink:  These two make everything a little bit crazy, difficult, dangerous, wild…take your pick.  Even getting a drink becomes a circus act.

Sky and Rocky

Finally, he can get his drink.

Now it’s your turn!

We Got Snow!

13 Mar

Well, the snowstorm that is headed for the east coast passed through here.  Luckily, we did not get the huge amounts they are expecting elsewhere.

It was enough, however, to keep me busy preparing for it and making sure moms and kids were all in and had plenty to eat.

Minnie (and Cutie outside the barn)

Mary (I had to make another pen in the building for her and her triplets)

Our warm temperature for today was just at the freezing point, but it came overnight.  It’s cold and windy now.  That didn’t stop the goats from trying to go out to pasture.  I tell you, they didn’t last long.  Everyone is eating hay like they’ve never seen winter before.

The one that really surprised me was the pup.  Sky seems to be a snow baby!  If only he had a winter coat, he’d have been happy to stay out all day (instead of ten minutes).


The cats were not so happy.

Sky and Snickers

Bob can’t decide if he really wants to go out or not.

It did bring a lot of birds around.  The weather has been so nice that I haven’t had to feed them.  I did put out food, but it might take them a little time to find it.





I’m guessing we’ll still have snow by then.  It’s not supposed to warm up again until about Thursday.

I do 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.

Too Much to Handle

12 Mar

I have to say, kidding has been overall good this round, but there are three things that have really made it more challenging.  First is the German Shepard puppy in my kitchen.  He’s a very good puppy, but our colder weather the last couple of days has made it a challenge.  We go outside and he’s shivering in no time at all.


He needs to go out and run and play, and I’ve been busy with the goats.

When I’m in the barnyard, he could go play, but he’s usually just sitting there waiting for me.

It’s been a challenge to give him attention and keep working on the house training. For some reason, we go outside for an hour and when we come back in the first thing he does is pee on the pad.  Sigh…

The second thing is the kitten.  I told you Rocky is a monster.  Well, he’s that friend who has all the fun ideas that get you in trouble.  (That might have something to do with Puppy Rule #2.)

Rocky and Sky

He instigates.  He antagonizes.  He goads the puppy on.  I’m also worried the puppy is going to treat him like just another rag toy to shake around.  They drive me crazy.

Now Rocky just came back from the vets.  They wouldn’t keep him all week even though I told them it would make my life easier (I probably could have boarded him, but it was a bit excessive to recover from surgery).

So Rocky, the very social kitty, is shut upstairs so he can recover from surgery without wrestling with a puppy.  He whines.  He cries.  He tries to open the door.  It’s all very melodramatic.

He’s not even alone.  He has Leo (remember, he moved up there after Sky came to join us on the farm).


Then there’s Fred.  Fred is a sweet bottle kid.  He loves dancing and his bottle.  I hobbled together a pen in the living room after putting down a layer of plastic (because there’s a German Shepard puppy in my kitchen).

Fred and Snickers

He is a herd animal though, and he lost his friend.  I’m afraid Squishy didn’t make it.  (Too much fluid he couldn’t clear out of his lungs after his difficult birth.)  Goats need company.

Every time I tried to feed Fred and spend a few minutes with him, I had jealous puppy issues.  I couldn’t do it.  I took Fred to the sale barn yesterday and sold him as a “Crazy Goat Lady Starter Kit” complete with some milk and a bottle.  He was bought by a young couple who looked quite happy to have him.

My life will be a tiny bit easier now.

I do hope you’ll consider joining me for Friday’s Hunt.  I have next week’s items at the top of my side bar.