I had some time off following Anna’s arrival, and we’ve been taking things a bit slower as she becomes more acclimated to us. It’s amazing what you take notice of when you’re not quite so rushed. Here’s a few things that have come clear here on the homestead as of late: If A Chicken Can Fit, So Can A Goat It’s Autumn, which means that the doe goats are coming into heat and our resident buck Johnny is in rut….
Awhile ago, Violet joined our herd. I can’t believe it’s taken this long to post it, but alas, it has. Illness, pregnancy, quarantine, dirt piles… we’ve had a lot to occupy our minds this year. But don’t let the fact that it’s taken this long for us to post about her take away from the fact that this is big news, because it is! Violet isn’t just any goat, she’s a registered La Mancha that’s part of a high production…
These last few weeks have been quite the experience – both with my own personal health and witnessing what’s going on in the world right now. I’m happy to report that I’ve greatly improved. There is more recovery to come; I’m almost always out of breath, but I do feel good. Thank you to everyone for their thoughts and prayers, and to those who have reached out and sent messages. All of it has been appreciated. I saw a meme…
Well, 2020 escalated pretty quickly for us. Construction on the house FINALLY came to an end, and it seemed like we might be winding back down to normalcy. That is, until late January when my leg became swollen and painful without explanation. The pain and swelling worsened over a two week period until I was ultimately diagnosed with a superficial blood clot (which is ‘not’ dangerous and presents a ‘very low’ risk) and I lost my ability to walk. Then,…
I’m sure the question crossed many minds as to whether or not keeping a smelly ol’ buck around would begin to test our patience over time. Well, we’re almost a month in and I can confirm that everyone is just as happy to have him around as when he first came home. His rut is nearing an end, and he isn’t as smelly as he was. Either that, or we’ve gotten used to his odor. Now there’s a scary thought….