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Friday’s Hunt v3.21

26 May

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 V, Week’s Favorite, and inch.   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 U:  I’ve only had one goat on the farm whose name has started with U–Ursula.  She was only here for a short time before she went to another farm as a bottle kid.

Ursula

Week’s Favorite: Finally getting weather to allow me to go out and walk in pasture is certainly my favorite of the week.

Robin

Kids:  What was I thinking?  I should have waited to do this prompt in a couple of weeks until I have new kids.  But, I will share Dolly and her kids.  When I let Dolly in to milk, we are joined by all three of her kids.  Sidney is a sweetie, and Andy just likes the food.  LilyAnn is learning to like me and enjoy having me scratch behind her horns.  She is supposed to be a keeper.

Clockwise from Dolly, Sidney, Andy and LilyAnn

We’ll see if I can truly tame her down.

Now it’s your turn!

Cinnamon Insists

18 May

I noticed the other day that one side of Cinnamon’s udder looked quite full.  She was also kind of talking to me in a demanding voice, so I milked her out.

Cinnamon Blackboer

Now she’s decided that it’s an everyday thing.  She’s weaning Norm so she can go in to be milked.

Well, in all fairness, he’s old enough to be weaned.

Cinnamon and Norm

It still hasn’t been long enough since they were wormed for me to use the milk, so it’s going to the freezer for future bottle kids.

Because Cinnamon insists on being milked, I have Dolly, Haley and Stormy lining up to be milked too.  They, however, are not weaning their kids.

Dolly with LilyAnn, Sidney, and Andy

Stormy’s teats are usually wet and slimy from Ghost having just nursed when she comes in.

Ghost

I’m going to have to figure out how to wean some kids, so I can start milking in earnest.  I have the feeling I’m going to need it soon to help with some June triplets.

Harley

I also have a Cutie Pie who must remember me telling her she’d get to be a milking girl when she grew up.

Cutie Pie Goodberry

I must have forgot to mention the whole having a baby first part because she’s as insistent as Cinnamon that she needs to come into the milk room and eat some sweet feed.  I guess I’ll call it training.

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

Lack of Winter Woes

6 May

I’ve said before, it’s not good when we don’t have a real winter.  We end up with a “no kill” on the parasites situation.  I already poured everyone for lice.  Then I noticed one or two of the bucks had a bit of diarrhea (and I can’t get Sam cleared up), so I treated them for coccidia.  Then I did a fecal and treated Sam for round worms.

Then Mary had bottle jaw.  Then Minnie was really pale in the eyes. Then Wanda got diarrhea.  That’s when I decided to check several goats.  Worms are usually not a spring thing here at Eden Hills.  Usually, the goats are on the dry barnyard all winter.  The ground is frozen when I feed them hay, so it’s all good.  Spring comes and they go out on their forty acres and it’s all good.  Usually, I end up worming a handful of moms who get run down at the end of summer when the pasture is getting eaten down.

Dolly with Andy

I can’t even tell you the last time I did a mass worming.  My little June babies always get wormed, but my March kids usually are never wormed before they leave the farm.  It’s just not a problem with them.  I have to say, my goats are not used to being wormed, and this stuff must taste worse than death warmed over because they are not happy.  Red managed to knock me on my butt and rip my shirt.

Red

I was telling his mother, Harley that she should tell her boy to be better behaved, but then she tried  giving me a piercing where I know I do not want one.  Then Vixen smashed my finger.

Harley

I have wormed thirty-four goats today, and I don’t even want to think about how many I have left.  Hopefully, we’re done with the injuries, but probably not.  It’s the hard to catch ones that I have left to do.  The CoRid (for coccidia) goes in the water for five days (because I am not catching every goat to dose individually–I do not have a death wish), so I’ll start that tomorrow morning.

I checked with the vet, and I’m waiting to see how long I have to wait before I can use their milk again.  Since I don’t know, I will shut the kids in and milk tonight.  Hopefully, I’ll have enough to make three or four more batches of lotion.

I have to say, my girls’ health comes first.  Then safety for my products.  If I run out, we’ll have to be patient.