We had a fairly typical day here today. Well, maybe not typical, but nothing too exciting either. We started our day as usual, feeding the animals. Hubby and I then wandered over to talk to Meme and Papa about the plans for the day. We did this under the (foolish) assumption that the older two were watching the littlest one. They weren't. It took us most of the day to discover what exactly he had gotten into that had made him all glittery. This evening, I discovered it was glitter acrylic paint. Hubby verified this further while he was changing T into a nighttime diaper and found glitter poo waiting for him. Oh joy. At least we know it went straight through. I have no pictures to share with you. For that you should be pleased.
Hubby and I stretched chicken wire around part of one of the outside stalls. We are trying to make a safe enclosure for the goats and eventually for the chickens. We are also trying to do it on a budget, which is why only part of the stall in now enclosed. The wire we used was from a previous tenants' very lame attempt to make a turkey coop. We also filled in the stall area with the leftover hay from the round bales that were once out front, but have now all been fed to the cows. Ranger loves this hay and wriggles around in it so much that his nose touches his hips. We had a trash burning day as well. We wanted to burn weeds, but oh, that darn wind again.
I drove Meme, M and T into Delta to pick up some little chicks for Meme. She chose four Ameracaunas or Aracaunas. They are the ones that lay blue and green eggs. M was able to help pick them out, much to her delight.
This evening we all helped Papa and Meme move some extremely feisty cows around. As in, horrid cows. As in, they would be better off in a rodeo or the crockpot. They are terrible mothers and terrible to have to take care of. We did move one sweet cow, though, and she made up for the others. She adopted a calf from one of the horrid mothers. So in addition to nursing her own calf, she is now nursing this other one as well.
We ended our day with a glorious sunset and delicious omelets made by Hubby.
Thank you for sparing us the pictorial of Glitter poop. Though I bet you could put together a coffee book of images that someone would buy.
ReplyDeleteOn that note, I find I'm curious about the glittery poop.
Luke says he approves of this poop story...because it involves "dookie sparkles"...I'm not sure what that says about him...although we are with J and thankful you spared us any photos...
ReplyDeleteOn another note, I'm glad another calf found a good mama, instead of a rotten one. From here on out, when I eat beef, I'm going to pretend it came from a terrible, abusive mother cow.