March 25, 2015 - The Last of the Hay

Somebody needs to pick up sticks. Because somebody’s going to be mowing again soon. The grass is growing! And just in time. Yesterday evening I got the last of the round bales moved. A couple bales went to the horses, and one bale to the cows. Another bale was left in its crumbling state to...
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March 23, 2015 - Sunday Afternoon in Some Places

Me, yesterday. On a horse. In a barn. At an amateur team penning event. It wasn’t one of my horses–I was there with a friend and it was her horse. I went to watch, really, swear. She talked me into getting on the horse, then she talked me into going in the pen. I think...
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March 20, 2015 - A Bonding Moment

Goat Burger reached out to Chloe yesterday to share a special moment. The love betwixt guardian dog and goat is a beautiful thing. Chloe: “I love you, too, Goat Burger.” “I would never have named you Goat Burger. I would have named you Snuggle Sausage.” “Or Honey Bunny Buckles.” “Or Oojy Coojy Woojy Moojy Poo-Poo!”...
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March 19, 2015 - Waiting for Babies

The goats are expecting. Mostly, I think they are just expecting their supper, but I’m expecting babies. I believe all but two of the girls are bred. This one. This one. This one. (Jane, sticking her tongue out at me.) And this one! Mama Maia! They’re all expecting. Maia is ahead of the pack as...
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