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Tony Llama on the Goats

17 Jun

Tony got to the farm in the middle of our rain storm, so we just put him in the garage.  (I’m never going to get the livestock out of my garage.)


When it quit raining, I opened the door and showed him the two buck–Xerxes and Fionn.  Fionn decided that an open door might mean food, so he wandered in to have a look around.


At that point, I’m pretty sure Tony was trying to decide whether or not his could jump through the tiny garage window because this big, scary monster with horns meant for impaling an innocent llama was coming to get him.

I gently herded Fionn back to the buck room and shut the door; although, I did leave it so Tony could look over the half door.  I’m pretty sure he did not get close enough to do that.  Anyhow, when the bucks went out to pasture, I closed the gate cattle panel, so they couldn’t come back in.  Then I tried leading Tony out because I thought he would like to see where he was at.  They said he leads well.  Sure he does–when he isn’t in a strange garage with a strange lady trying to pull you into the room where the big white monster came from.  He put his feet down, and after playing tug of war for a few minutes, I said, “Whatever.”  It actually didn’t take too long before he came out on his own.  He spent a lot of time looking around.

Then I had to milk, so I called the goats up from pasture (actually, I walked down to make sure they all got back across the swollen ditch).  When we got close, Tony really panicked.  There were lots of those scary monsters. (video link below.)


He sounded the alarm for the next hour or so.

Tony keeping an eye on the bucks in pasture

It did help a little when he noticed the other llamas on the hill with them, and the goats weren’t eating llamas.

Aurora and he exchanged some googly eyes (NOT happening).

Poor boy.  It might take a few days before I can even let him and the bucks in together, but we’re making progress.





16 Jun

I have mentioned that we have been dry this spring.  It seems like the rain is all around us, but stops just short of my farm no matter which direction it’s coming from.  Seriously.  My nephew just north of town got four-tenths of an inch one night while, two miles away, I got sprinkles.  That’s been the pattern.  Well that all ended overnight Wednesday and into Thursday morning.  My red-neck rain gauge overflowed.  I had to call my dad and see how much we got–five inches by the end of the rain event.

You know it’s a hard rain when you get the waves of wash coming through the barnyard.

Aurora in the background

After five inches, the barnyard was wet, but not muddy.  We really did need this rain.


I decided to go see how much water was in pasture.  The ditch looked more like a real creek.

The debris and flat grass shows how high the water was.  I was impressed.

Then I got to where I was going to take the fallen tree bridge across the water, but it was gone.  You can see where it was supposed to be–there’s no grass.

Seriously.  The water swept it farther down the ditch.  I kept following the ditch to see where it ended up.

It landed against the next batch of willow trees.  Both of the logs crossing were moved from the spot .

To really see how far it was moved, it went the path of the arrow below.  For perspective, the little white spots behind the willow tree are goats.

Water is some powerful force!



Too Hot

27 May

We went from a horrible, wicked never-ending winter to about nine days of spring and then summer.  Now we seem to have hit horrible hot that is not planning on going away soon.  It looks like another week before we get back to close to normal.

That’s the kind of heat that makes you want to just stay inside in the air conditioning flopped out on the bed with your belly up.


This heat means the goats are miserable.  After they went out to pasture, I decided I better go check on them since it was 98*F ( 36.67*C).  They were in about they best place they could be.

Everyone is hot, but Wanda was really panting.  I worry about her and a couple of my old ones and the really pregnant ones.


Maggie is another that does not like the heat, but she was doing okay.

Margarita and Maggie

At least they have the water right there.  They can stay hydrated.


It was just a fun picnic under the cottonwood for Reva and her kids.

Reva with Zisa (front) and Loki

Myson thought he’d stay cooler if he went higher up in the tree to catch a breeze.

I’m not sure it worked because there is virtually no breeze.


I think some goats had a better idea by rubbing on the cool earth.

Betty Lou, Vinnie, and Apollo

Maybe just taking a nap in the dirt will help.


Is it wrong to hope that school gets let out early since I’m on the second floor of a brick building without air conditioning?  I also want to keep an eye on my critters.  It’s not supposed to get this hot until I’m done teaching for the year.