Ice Challenges

I will say the ice adds challenges to doing chores.  Everything is more difficult (including not getting knocked down by the dog).

Sky

One that that is really more challenging is letting the birds in and out.

Geese

My door freezes shut.  Even when I think I have the mud and muck scooped away, the ground swells when it freezes, and it’s a challenge.

Gander, Peacock, and hen

They’ve been frozen in a couple of days, and I’m afraid my door isn’t going to make it through the winter/spring.

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Consequences of Bragging

Yesterday I told you how good I was feeling about getting Aurora moved and it was easy peasy.  Well, I should know better than to brag.  I had just finished taking my picture of Fionn stranded in the buck pen on Saturday afternoon and was coming back into the big barnyard

“I’m always a good boy.” Fionn

when I saw all of the goats rushing into the birds’ pen.  I might have forgotten to tie it shut after letting the birds out.  Seriously.  They could just not be so dang naughty (Moose!).

I pushed my way through the crowd and yelled and jumped up and down and screamed myself hoarse, and they really didn’t care.  I did finally manage to get everyone out (after they emptied the two little pans of feed.

Pigs.

At least none of the birds escaped this time.

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Being Naughty

I think it was last Wednesday that we finally came out of the ridiculously cold to just a bit below average cold.  It was warm enough for the goats to feel naughty and get in trouble.

Casey: Don’t look at me. It was Moose.

As soon as I went into the barnyard to do chores, I noticed some goat had opened the gate to the birds’ pen.  They had eaten the corn from the birds’ pan, but luckily they hadn’t broken into the big tub of corn.

Zinnia: It was just a little snack.

I kicked out the goats and saw the geese were still just sitting outside in the pen.

I looked in and saw the birds still inside the building.

Nugget is getting big and handsome.

Then I started walking through the barn and found my old male peacock lying out there sunning himself.

Luckily, he wasn’t too hard for me to grab, but I missed getting both wings tucked in right away, and he beat the snot out of me.  I literally had bruise lines on my jaw from where his wings smacked me.

At least I got him back into the safety of his pen.

Then I put my twine back around the gate so they can’t do that again.

Naughty goats.