Wednesday, January 29, 2014

We were very lucky yesterday, especially knowing what I do today about the number of our friends who didn't make it home last night. The snow started here around 11 am, and I headed for the farm supply store to get chicken feed and goat feed. I was planning that trip yesterday anyway, but the snow made it a more immediate concern. Going to the farm supply store is apparently the farmer's version of rushing to the grocery store for milk, eggs and tp. It was the busiest I've seen it on a Tuesday. Coming home, I began to realize the roads were getting slick quickly. Joan sent me a text that her work place was closing at 2pm, but my info about the roads had her rushing to leave sooner, along with everyone else in Atlanta. The last couple of miles of my trip were scary, but I made it home in good time to find a beautiful winter scene, our first snow on the farm.
I made sure all the animals had what they needed and waited for Joan to get home. Luckily she got home well before dark, though it took her about 3 1/2 hours when it usually takes less than an hour.

About halfway into the day, the animals decided inside was better than out.
The birds are staying in the coop today, as well, though I've been able to coax the goats out a little.

Today I'm just making sure everybody has water to drink instead of ice and plenty of food.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Play time

Dax wants to play! What you don't see is that when I took the dogs out this morning, Spike and Daisy were playing like goats play; rearing up on their hind legs and coming down to touch heads. It's kinda like play fighting, I think. Dax saw this, and he wanted to play, too. He ran up the hill barking and scared poor Spike who dashed behind Daisy.

A little while later, Dax got distracted by something else about the time Spike decided to see what this little fuzz ball could do.
I wish I could let Dax into the goat pen to see if they would play together, but Daisy has shown some aggressive moves toward the dogs, and I'm afraid he would get hurt. They'll just have to get to know each other through the fence.