Tag Archives: Myson

Stinky Season

11 Sep

It’s that time of year when the bucks get all stinky.

front to back: Zeus, Xerxes, and Fionn

The wethers are fighting with the bucks through the fence.

Xerxes and Myson

The girls are starting to wag their tails and flirt with the boys.

Xerxes and Astra

I have to say, I agree with Astra that Xerxes is a handsome buck.

It won’t be long before I arrange to mix them for making spring break babies.

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Weekend Work

9 Sep

When I got home for the weekend on Friday, the goats were on the hill just outside the barnyard.

Myson was checking something out rather closely.  What was it?

Myson

There were trucks and woven wire in the Back Forty.  They came to work on the fence!

Friday night they managed to complete the short leg of the fence other than putting the clips on to fasten the netting to the metal posts.

Saturday they came back and continued to work on the long stretch.

The goats were not a fan of the big equipment back there.

I think it’s only the second time we’ve used my post driver on my farm; although, it’s had a lot more use elsewhere.

Nothing bothers llamas.

Tony in front; Maybeline and Odie under the tree

I was working on getting the clips on.

Maybeline and Odie were checking things out.

Odie in front; Maybeline behind

They even managed to walk through the gate.  I’m not sure they look too happy about all of this.

Then I had to make a run to town because we didn’t have enough netting.

We’re making progress!

Decisions

7 Sep

When I was walking back in pasture, I was also checking the clover.

fritillary on clover

That might seem like a silly thing to do, but when we get into September, the clover changes as the weather gets cooler, and that change can lead to those fatal bladder stones in my wethers.

Myson

I have to say, there’s not as much clover back there as there used to be.  I think the cows last summer did a good job of keeping it eaten down so it didn’t go to seed.

I’m still not sure I want to risk leaving my boys back there.

Moose (with his maa, Maisie, behind him)

Soon I’ll have to decide if they are going to stay on the Back Forty or get moved to the front pasture.

Casey

I’m pretty sure I’m of the opinion that it’s better safe than sorry when it comes to my fat boys’ health.