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That Time of Year

19 Aug

It is once again that time of year that I dread.  It’s the end of summer.  Every year, it gets harder to go back to work and leave the farm.  We are still in full production mode with the garden.  I can’t keep up with everything, and the tomatoes have barely started.

I’m still milking.  I’ve almost got a year’s supple of Mozzarella in the freezer.

It would be nice to have lots of milk to play with and try some cheddar cheese, but the four girls I’m milking seem to be drying up.  By the way, that adds a whole level of fun to getting up and ready for work in the morning.  I’m going to miss my lounging with a cup of coffee after I get done milking.

Ava

I really want to wean Joy, so I can milk Zinnia since the other girls are slowing down.  Zinnia wants to come in, and I’d let her just come in if she brought her girl with her because Joy is still a little sassy pants.  But she won’t come in the door.

Joy (by her mom)

Then I get retired goats, like her grandmaa Haley, trying to bust in for some sweet feed.

Haley

It’s also hard going back to work with the older goats. Stormy is looking pretty rough trying to stand up, so I decided it was time to start her on the anti-inflammatory meds also.

Stormy

Luckily she like peanut butter crackers, too.

This was literally a test cracker to see if she’d eat it.  Definitely a yes!

It’s also that time when I have to decided if the random days of diarrhea are from worms or copper deficiency.  It’s a symptom of both.

Hilda

I have several whom I think could just drop dead of a heart attack at any time because of anemia from the copper deficiency. I really wish I could have known what was going on when I first tried to find out.

Vinnie

Even after the copper, Cupid doesn’t seem to be getting her dark orange spots back.  Although, I do think there’s a couple that look like they have a little more color. I’m just afraid of killing them by giving them too much.

Cupid

I still have a few of my March kids on the farm, and I won’t have a chance to sell them until next month sometime.  Some of the are looking good.

Poki

Some you can see have a fishtail from the lack of copper.

Wendy

Then there’s a couple that just look horrible.  I hate to even try to sell them looking like this.

Tootles

Then there’s Tink.  I can’t keep her head out of the fences, so she had to have a horn apparatus put on before I go back to work.

Tink

I also need to look at my fragile June babies.  They seem to get hit harder by the lack of copper than the March kids. Sadly, Bambi lost her baby due to the combination of copper deficiency and worms.  I have wormed all of the June babies, and still they are not growing well.

Button (Aphrodite’s baby)

I am also afraid they are too small to give copper yet.  I need to balance their needs with the needs of their moms.

Cookie and Marge

I’m leaning towards weaning them.  It will be eaiser on the moms, and hopefully, they will eat the sweet feed if I shut them up north.  That’s not a given though.

Marge

Pluto ended up with the blood transfusion last year because he refused to eat the minerals or sweet feed.

Pluto

It’s just the time of year that has me crazy with worry.

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.

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.