WCFIELDS

Milking time again

The babies are sharing the milk with me, whether they like it or not. By their constant cries of "BaMaaaa, BaMaaaa, BaMaaaaaaa!" I'm guessing they don't like it, but they are old enough and are eating hay and goat feed on their own. Hay & goat feed probably isn't as good as Ma's Teat though.

Me Milking Pork Chop

Valentino Milking Girly-Girl!

Speaking of Girly-Girl, I tried milking her twice, once on my own and once with Keith's assistance, but it was to no avail. She kicks and hollers and kicks some more, then starts shaking it seems from fear, so I've given up! No milk from her. That means I won't get her pregnant again this year, so that means I'll only have Tuffy to milk next spring. sigh.

Wheel lines

Butch, Richard, Arlene, Keith & I, following Keiths commands moved this wheel line from the alfalfa field near the yurt to the grass field across and through the goat/cow pen. The sections are heavy, no pictures of the actual move, we were all working, but here is a photo of the end result!

Farmer Keith is very happy, Thanks Guys!!

Farmer Keith has been working on the irrigation system all week. He almost has it all together. He made three repairs on the main line that was leaking....he would have had it finished yesterday, but discovered that he was missing one small part....he had bought it, but it might have got mixed up with the recycle he was dumping....luckily he went to Cooper's this morning and the new owner had not gotten rid of the old hardware supplies and in the mix of stuff was a few items Keith could put together to make it work. Hopefully the lines will be running tomorrow!

Rooster Brigade

In the middle of the night (well when it gets dark around 9PM) the Rooster Brigade went to work. Megan posted in the Rooster room caught two roosters at a time, carried them upside down by their feet, to the awaiting relay team by the front door of the chicken house. She gave the signal - "got them"- and Arlene opened the door - the first relayer, she clasped the lovely yellow legs and walked down the hill to Butch, the gate keeper, he opened the door to the cow/goat pen, she crept in, not wanting to wake the sleeping cow, and placed the docil rooster on the ground near the new roost. In the meantime the rest of the relay team, Richard & Keith. were recieving more roosters, two at a time from Megan, and heading down the hill. Soon 6 roosters were in the pen, only 3 were left, when suddenly the cow awoke!

"Who's this in my house?" "Moooooerwooerw!" "Get out, Get out, all of you!" "Moooooerwooerw!"

The cow starts to chase the roosters, using his head and horns to move them out. The relay team got the heck out! The rest of the roosters were tossed in, the gate closed quickly and the Brigade watched, hoping the cow wouldn't bust down the fence. It was decided that our presence was not helping the situation. Off the Rooster Brigade went, back to their safe warm beds, with the hopes that all would be fine in the morning.

Morning did bring peace to the land. The cow is accepting the new residents...