Tag Archives: I’m the one in charge

Mondays are Ruff

10 Sep

The dog has had a hard to adjusting to me going back to work.

Sky

When I get home, he gets really mouthy and demanding.

Then he gets the zoomies and races all around the yard.

When we go in, he just wants me to play ball and tug-of-war and annoys the cats.  I do play with him, but he doesn’t seem to get how exhausted I am and how I can’t just leave goats and gardening until later.  This means that he gets a bit naughty.  Hard to believe, I know.

“Why don’t you love me anymore?”

Last week, I came home to find all of my big strawberry plants had been ripped off the deck table and strewn around the yard.  I was not happy.  I did get them repotted, and now they are in the house for their protection.

Except Rocky isn’t much better.  I still have my little strawberries in the tower on the front porch to keep Rocky from playing in the dirt.

Most of them are doing well, but I’m waiting for them to fill the dirt a bit better before bringing them back into the house.

I swear. These two.

Rocky

It’s no wonder we can’t have nice things around here.

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What About Them?

20 Aug

I shared yesterday that I really stress about going back to work because of my goats.

Well, what about the dog and cats?

Sky and Rocky

Sky has spent most of his summer lounging in the house.

Sky

Of course, when I left  him out overnight one night (He wanted to. It was nice.), he decided to play by throwing my little strawberry pots all over the patio and deck.

“I was just playing. Don’t put me in jail!” -Sky

I went ahead and planted them in the tower, even though their roots were really just getting started.

The next morning, while I was milking goats, Rocky decided to play in the dirt.

Rocky

He even pulled one plant out and left it laying on the carpet.  I had to repot them and move it to the front porch for now. I also had to add a couple more because Sky played outside in the strawberries again.

I’m kind of afraid to see what trouble they are going to cause when I go back to work.  Snickers has been lounging on the deck most of the summer, but I won’t be able to let him out now.  I don’t want him to end up on the roof again.

He is also really losing ground with his weight.  I’ve been feeding him numerous times every day.  Now he’s decided that he can’t eat the canned cat food again.  I’m back to cooking an egg for him every morning and evening.  Thank heavens the chickens and goats keep him in food!

I don’t know about the animals, but I already have separation anxiety.

I Missed My Deadline

7 Aug

I am still scooping the barn.  That means I missed my self-imposed deadline of the first of August.  I’m trying, but it’s been hard. When we had the excessive heat warning, I was checking animals, and didn’t really get anything done.  Then I spent time with the family while my nephew was back from Indiana.  I had to spend a day shopping for doors and getting feed. Then I was right back to scooping, and I got the manure spreader filled!

When my nephew took the spreader to empty it, he asked if it would be in our way for baling hay.  Should he bring it back?  Of course, my knees and elbows suggested he wait until after we got done making hay.

Maybeline checking out the hay

Then I went and sat with my great-nephew so my nephew could bring the spreader back (Grady was not happy his dad left).

I immediately began scooping again, but I just keep getting interrupted.  I have to keep an eye on Tony, so my bucks are safe.

Tony Llama

There’s all the care for my goats–Fionn and Peanut are getting lots of care.  I am cutting grass (with scissors) for Peanut.

Peanut eating freshly cut grass.

It’s helping.  Fionn is gaining his weight back, and he’s even starting to get a bit of pink to his eye membranes.

Fionn

I had to give everyone another round of copper.  Most of them took it in a peanut, but I had seven that I had to catch and use the pill pusher.  But I’m done with that now!

Anubis was my last goat to get copper!

I’m working to keep Tinkerbell’s head out of the fences.

She made me go for a “Ranger ride.” It was terrifying!

That included an incident which involved my face hitting Tink’s horn.  I decided I shouldn’t throw manure when it was going to blow back onto my face while the cut was still oozing.

It’s better now, but sweat still hurts, and I tend to have sweat running down my face when I’m scooping the barn out.

Then there’s walking Pluto out to pasture because he can’t figure out that he should go out when everyone else does.

I also had to take a break from scooping because I was checking on Maybeline and noticed she had a wad of chicken wire stuck in her tail.

Maybeline

I got that removed.

It’s just been really, really busy.  I’ll have to tell you about more of my distractions tomorrow.  I’m still making progress though.

It will be done before I go back to school.