Transplanted City Girl

• Friday, April 21, 2006 - Before I fall asleep....

Yep.  I'm planning on going straight back to bed as soon as I finish this post.  *stops to snore*  Worked in the barnyard all day yesterday, went to town for groceries last night, and Dad wanted us to do his shopping as well so it took a lot longer then usual, nevermind the fact that we left very late anyway.  Then I milked for Chris this morning so that he just had to wake up and leave for work. Yesterday made some more cheese.  Everyone seems to love Chevre flavored with garlic and chives: it disappears rapidly.   Mary Lou (our milk cow) is bagging up, so I cleaned out the milk barn really well before she drops her calf.  Bathed one of the goats, too.  For some reason both Mandy and Shadoe have very, very mild mastitis, but they have it none the less.  So I'm trying to keep everything really clean, including my shedding goats.   Milking is getting harder and harder as the bending over highly upsets my little one, so Chris has informed me he's building a milking bench for me.  When Mary Lou drops her calf then I will have to take over miking the goats, and it will some in handy!  Oh, here's a funny conversation from last night. Me, holding my arms out in front of me, palms upward, grinning in triumph as I see two slight bulges on the insides of my forearms.  "Look, honey, I'm getting fat rolls on my arms." Chris.  "Impossible.  It's probably muscle." Me, laughing scornfully.  "Muscle?  How would I get muscle?" Chris, calm and matter-of-fact, "You've been milking quite a bit lately, dear." Me:  Disappointed it wasn't fat. Our bull is gone bald!  What is even weirder, neither of the cows in with him have lost more hair then usual.  He is eating fine, not scratching or itching or peeling.  He's just losing all of his hair.  So it has been my job to swap his back down with some iodine water until the vet can come take a look at him.  We had quite the little "whos-who" battle going on yesterday: he's wonderful and sweet but the bully in him does come out when upset.  So he got a bonked nose pretty frequently until he decided he should bang his head somewhere other then my hip. Happy to announce that after a week of frantic discipline, my lovely lady goats view me with as much awe as they do Chris.  They are all still friendly, but far more respectful.  Now if I could get their kids to act the same way...... Got the goose GOOD this morning.  Feeling vey daring, and wearing proper shoes, I pretended I did not see him charging me this morning.  But as soon as he was close enough, I whirled around and kicked him right in his jaw.  He hissed indignantly, but ran just as fast in the other direction. Might have two different families to babysit here.  Hoping at least one works out.  Both are little kids, and it would be a daycare type of thing.  Not for sure yet, but I really want this to work out. Saturday Chris will be home!   It will be his first Saturday home all month, and I can't wait.  But until then, I'm back to bed for an hour or two.  Goodbye!

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