Missing Willow Farm

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Twice a year we vaccinate the goats and sheep.  We do it ourselves, it’s one of the responsibilities of raising animals.  Kat is quite interested in what’s going on with her little one.  Most everyone is really good about it.  They don’t fuss when they get stuck at all, it’s just getting them in position that’s sometimes difficult.  As usual, Beatrice is the worse.  She’s the worse  behaved during shearing every year, too.  She kicks and kicks and makes it worse for herself (and us).  See how she’s covered in mud?  Brat!

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She seems to be thriving.  Our border collie Jenna is extremely interested in her.   Our cat Bindi not so much.  We’ve got her in a cat playpen in the middle of our living room.  When it comes time for her to join the rest of the herd/flock in the pasture, I’m sure she’ll miss the TV.

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Hermione surprised us yesterday afternoon with triplets!  All three are girls.  When we found them, two were well cleaned off and running around.  One wasn’t.  We tried to get her to nurse but Hermione had decided two are quite enough, thank you, so she’s a bottle baby.  We brought her inside, cleaned her up and fed her colostrum.  She’ll have just that for the first 24 hours, then we’ll switch to goat milk from last season that we’ve stored in the freezer.  When she’s strong enough, she’ll go back into the pasture and I’ll feed her there every 4 hours.   Right now, she’s warm and cozy and keeping Bindi company.

Nellie Belle looks like she’s about to pop.  She’s rotund and her milk is in.  We should have a new lamb (or two) any day now.

That’s 400 square feet!  Brian turned over our potato/pumpkin patch this week.  We’ve got seed potatoes being delivered early next month so we need to get ready.  Every time the tractor comes out to work our little patch of land I’m grateful that none of the ‘real’ farmers around here can see our place!  What we probably should be using is a rototiller, but when you’ve got a hoss piece of machinery for scraping our half mile driveway and handling large round hay bales, it just makes sense to throw on the tiller.  We turn the raised beds by hand… honest.

Jenna’s once again got Bindi intruding on her personal space, and doesn’t complain one bit about it.  I think she enjoys the warm snuggly company.  We kept her kennel closed for a long time after her surgery to keep Bindi from accidentally hurting her.  Once we noticed that Jenna was actually laying on her bad side, we knew Bindi wouldn’t be an issue.  We do, however, keep her kennel closed at night to keep Bindi’s food and our kitchen garbage can safe from mischief.