It has been far too long since I’ve blogged, but honestly, things have been pretty quiet on the Farm.
That is about to change.
Why, you ask?
Because there is nothing at all quiet about baby goats.
June Bug (left) and her mom, Tina (middle), are due to have kids next Saturday. Maybe a lot of kids. Nigerian Dwarf Goats regularly drop twins, triplets and even quads are not at all unusual. Wow!
Anyone wanna take bets on how many each will have? And how many of those babies will be boys and girls?
No, you won’t win any money, but if you guess correctly, I will post your name on this blog and you will have the prestige of bragging rights for all the world to see… or at least both of my regular readers… Hi, Mom! 😀
C’mon, it’ll be fun!
In other farm news… Halo and Gloria are continuing to slowly warm up to me and, while they may not let me maul them at will yet, they do occasionally nibble my fingers in search of treats… I think they got a taste of me when I wasn’t careful enough holding apples. Should I be worried?
Halo’s new trick is to stand in the
feeding basket so she doesn’t have to fight her way past the fat mamas… it does, however, put her at great risk of me grabbing and loving on her, which of course I exploit to the fullest. She pretends not to like it… just before she goes into a paralytic trance.
Golly, I love my hairy barn dwellers!
Speaking of which, I guess I don’t have any real news about the alpacas except that I recently got caught in the crossfire and was nailed in the face by flying mineral pellet shrapnel launched by Shiraz. Thankfully, no spit was involved. That coulda been disgusting.
We also just learned how to trim their toenails. That was an adventure… but I do feel very confident we’ll be ready when they need it again in the Fall.
Lastly, my regular farming activities afforded me some very cool, “now that’s not something you see every day” kind of experiences. And here they are:
This little sweetie found his way into the barn but didn’t have much luck getting back out through the closed window.
He was just tired enough that I was able to catch him and take this picture before escorting him safely back outside.
He wasted no time showing his gratitude by swiftly flying out of sight into the waiting woods.
While saving my new little bird friend from his imminent concussion, I noticed this little pocket of spontaneous life in the corner of the window.
Some may find it revolting and think I’m crazy for posting this as evidence of how “dirty” our barn is, but I think it’s pretty in a very, “au naturel” kind of way. It’s just Life, making its way at every opportunity. No one put dirt in the corner of the window frame or planted those seeds… Nature did it all herself. I like that and think it deserves taking note and honoring how insistent our Creator has designed Life to be. We are the greatest benefactors of that aspect of His Design and I am grateful.
Whelp! That’s all I have for now. Don’t forget to comment with your goat baby guesses!
Peas out and Happy Saturday, Y’all!