While we were on the beautiful island of St. John wondering if we should really get on a plane to come home landing at JFK of all places ( 😲 ) or just try to figure out how to hide away there until all the ‘rona crazy had dissipated… the husband was fortifying the goat house and yard for me. He gets a double gold star for that, I must say it right here, right now. He brought home an old shed from a property we are renovating and repainted it, gave it a new roof, put a window in the back, rubber matted the interior and hung a water bucket and hay rack. It came out great!… and is ready for Star and Bella, the two baby does that will be coming to live on our farm as soon as Bella is old enough to leave her mama. Star is the baby with the broken leg who had been rejected by her mother. She has healed very well! They are both a cross of nubian and alpine goat.
This is star… currently living in our feed store owner’s garage where she’s been nursed back to health and has some heat and a few buddies…
And this is Bella – who is a few weeks younger and will be ready to come with Star in about two weeks.. The silver nubs you see on her head are where she was de-horned. Neither doe will grow horns because at a very early age the vet sedated them and did the procedure – it’s safer for us and for them and for the other animals they might mingle with here on the farm. The process is sort of like a burning.
Unrelated – how do you like those old sun-bleached highlights half grown out??… I swear they are not that pronounced in “real life”… or maybe they are? It is what it is.
We brought our show girl home for the duration – no sense leaving her at a show barn paying big board when we can’t even visit or ride her. She approves of the bigger stall and much bigger turnout, for sure. Shows have been cancelled for the next few months and we still don’t know how all this crap will affect our business and if I’ll even have my editing job. So, time to reel in the expenses.
A little humor shared below, because CHRIST, it beats obsessing over the news. I go back and forth between panicking and telling myself to just get a grip. Wishing you all good health, may we all come out of it healthy on the otherside, living to tell.
I could go for a good strong Bloody Mary right about now.. how about you?
Take care, all – and wash your damn hands!
Karen