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Friday Night Fight

26 Jan

After two weeks of being shut in the garage with Aurora, Stormy’s eyes are starting to pink up, but she’s been awfully subdued.  She was not happy being in there.  We had beautiful weather today, and it’s supposed to be nice tomorrow before returning to more normal winter temperatures, so I decided tonight would be a good time to let her out and put her back with the whole herd.

Stormy Sue Street

Of course, she had been snacking on hay all day, so she was only picking at the food.

Instead, she wanted to fight with Betty Lou, Penny, Maisie, and her twin sister, Litha.

Litha and Stormy

At least she looks like she’s enjoying herself.

By the time I went out to shut the birds in at dark, she had settled down.  That’s a good thing.

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One of Those Days

13 Jan

Yesterday started out really, really cold and blustery.  Sky didn’t want to go out when I was getting ready to leave for work, so I decided to text my nephew and see if he could put him out later in the day.  When my mom answered (still don’t know how I did that but glad it was my mom and not some random contact) that she could do it, I should have been suspicious as to how the rest of the day was going to go.

Sky

I got a text from her on my lunch break saying that she’d let Sky out, but she wanted to warn me that he “played” with a plant.  I do assume he had some feline taunting him from behind the plant.

The cats really do get him in trouble when he’s bored and hanging out in the house.  You’d be amazed at how much of my floors he can cover with the dirt from one small spider plant.

I tried vacuuming it up as soon as I got home because I didn’t want it trampled down.  I got a lot of it, but my vacuum overheated.  Seriously.  This is the new vacuum I got just before Christmas because the new vacuum I’d gotten not long before could not stand up to all the love fibers Sky emits. This morning, after tearing it apart and spending an hour on unplugging it, I finally got it to work again, but I really hate vacuuming since they went to those stupid bagless vacuums.  I don’t know what to do.  I now have three vacuums and none of them can deal with the heavy duty job I require of my vacuum.

As I was vacuuming before it plugged up, I did notice Sky had also eaten the box the vacuum came in that I’d put under the bench because the cats like to get in it and sleep.  It might have also given them a place to go to get away from Sky.

Rocky, Snickers in the box, and Noelle

I quit thinking about the carpets and vacuums and boxes and rushed to get chores done before dark (luckily I get to leave work a half an hour early on Fridays).  I had decided a couple of days ago that Stormy’s not feeling well was due to worms.  I hate parasites, and we don’t usually see them this time of year, but she’s very anemic.  I put her in the garage with Vixen and Aurora because of the new crazy weather swing into the deep freeze again.

Stormy

She’s been wormed, but she wasn’t eating well, so I decided to give her a shot of vitamin B to stimulate her appetite.  I did that without too much problem, but I got some on my hands, so I went in the milk room to wash them.

No water.  My milk room is an insulated room inside an insulated garage.  It has a heater, and it’s at 65* in there.  The water line comes up through the floor (sadly two feet into the room) and the water line is never outside the heated room.  Tell me how it could be frozen.  To make it more crazy, the water in the milk room was fine, both the hot and cold water were still running in there.  The lack of water meant putting off the making the ten batches of soap I really needed to get started on today.  My dad did come out this morning, and when I went out to go to the soap room, I heard Snickers.  He was on the roof, so I had to go back in and run upstairs to let him in the window so he didn’t jump off the roof and break a foot again.

Anyhow, we finally figured out that the faucet was plugged right where the water comes out.  I got that cleaned, and it’s all good again.  I guess I’ll have to make sure I at least wash my hands in there every day or two so it doesn’t have gunk settle in it.

And I discovered there’s a mouse in my garage.  Sigh…

In good news, Snickers found a new box to sleep in.

And Sky can’t get to him there (well, he could…).  Now my motivation to do anything is gone, and I’m kind of agreeing with Snickers that a nap would be a good idea.

Obsession

3 Aug

I think most people that have goats would tell you that they never knew when they got their first goat that they’d become obsessed with poop.  I tell you, though, there’s nothing like seeing perfect goat berries falling from your goat’s back side like a Pez dispenser.

with apologies to Joani for such an unflattering picture

It’s a good sign of a healthy goat.

front to back: LilyAnn, Sidney, and Dolly

This time of year is when the pasture is getting eaten down and the goats might start picking up worms.

Colt and Astra

You hate to see runny poops.  I kid you not, I followed Caroline around with a glove on to try and get a sample a couple of days ago, but she was not about to give it up.  She did enjoy pushing against my leg and bouncing.  I checked her eye membranes, and they are bright red, so I’m not too worried.  I might have to just keep a glove in my pocket for the opportune moment.

Caroline

I had to pull Clover away from her kids and shut her in after worming her because she had bottle jaw (even worse than diarrhea).

Clover

She’s been wormed, and I’m giving her sweet feed twice a day and all the good alfalfa hay she can eat.

Clover and jealous cows

I’m optimistic that she’ll fully recover.  In the meantime, I will continue to be obsessed with everyone’s poops (and their jaws and eye color).

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