Sunday, October 12, 2014
At this point, the children are very much enjoying these. I have in particular been underwhelmed by the Biology texts I’ve used – this uses an online text but incorporates many other resources from videos to online labs to in-life labs.
She has a tip jar which I intend to use, but doesn’t ask for anything. She says she’s been blessed in life and wants to bless back :-). I’ve got a new hero!
This is a link to her website, but I'll also leave her button under "blogroll" --->
Thursday, August 7, 2014
The boys in their new home:
Chardonnay took the departure of her kid surprisingly well, given our limited experience of these matters. She seemed a little down for a few days, lying around more than usual, but Selkie has mellowed out (or is just exhausted by still having three daughters here) and is allowing Piper, the daughter who looks like Jupiter, to hang out quite a bit with Chardonnay. Piper will nap cuddled up to Chardonnay, bite her ears, and jump on her back. I guess the acid test will come when we sell the girls. They’re all tattooed and ready to go, just waiting on the American Dairy Goat Association to complete the paperwork to get them registered, then onto Craigslist they go.
A couple of days after the boys left, we heard a whole lot of duck quacking in the backyard. For a couple of minutes we didn’t think much about this, as they get in a ruckus now and then. But it got louder and more urgent, we sent one boy then another out back, and a black cat was chased off. Jemima Dorothy was alive, but just sitting there. The only thing wrong that I could see was something “off” with one of her wings, but night was approaching, so I had Nigel fluff up the straw in her favorite corner of the barn and Gareth went about the evening milking. When Nigel went out in another 15 minutes to put all of the animals away for the night, he found Jemima dead. It was so sad – she was a good layer and the leader of the flock, just turned three years old.
So this week we bought two more ducklings. They are a different breed – Anconas. They’re currently a month old, so we’re back to having very messy ducklings on our screened porch. We do take them to the yard for a time each day. Anconas can’t be sexed until they develop their feathers, so we’re crossing our fingers for two females. If we end up with a male, the delightful seller will exchange for a female.
Meet Zippy and Tia (Zippy is the one on the right with the yellow beak):
Like our Welsh Harlequin ducks, these won’t be yellow and black when they feather out, but white and black.
We took them out to meet the big ducks yesterday. We were SO surprised by what happened. The little ducks were in the front yard, and Gareth herded the big ducks out to meet them. We were all ready to grab the big ducks if they attacked the little ones, but to our astonishment, the little ducks were thrilled and ran full-tilt toward the big ducks, peeping loudly, and the big ducks, terrified by these small loud things, ran away as fast as they could. Much cartoonlike chasing ensued.
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Monday, May 19, 2014
My goodness, looking at the date of my last post is just sad! So much has been going on, and the nausea really continued unabated, and often worse than ever, so pretty much all of my time and energy goes to keeping everything running. I did manage to get one little home project done – I’ll do a separate blog post for that.
I had another endoscopy just about a month ago. It worried me greatly because the ulcers had returned, and I thought, “If the ulcers have returned, that must be because the H. Pylori has returned, and if the H. Pylori has returned, has the lymphoma as well?” It was a lonnnnnnng two weeks waiting for results; finally I just went in and got a copy of my pathology results and was very, very relieved to see that no H. Pylori was found, and no active lymphoma found, either. Because of the ulcers, I launched into a modified GAPS intro diet. Something that I removed by doing that has caused the nausea to dial way, way down. I am worried that it might be the dairy :-(. Not so much anything other than cheese – I am a cheese adorer. All kinds of cheeses, from caves in France to fields in Eatonville, Little Boy Blue to Beecher’s Flagship. We’ll see. I removed a boatload of stuff at the same time. If you know GAPS, you’re barely eating anything at first.
Anyway, the goat-girls’ pregnancies have proceeded to the point that they’re now days away from delivery. I actually suspect Selkie will go within the next couple of days. Chardonnay was bred a little later. Last pregnancy, when Selkie just had the one tiny girl, it was hard to tell she was even pregnant. This time, we can stand in our kitchen, one floor above the backyard, and look down into the barn and see her babies move! She will lie there, and when her stomach rolls around, she’ll turn her head and stare at her belly. We’re not sure if this is a “what on earth is that” or a “would you please cut that out?!!”
definitely more than one in there!
Chardonnay, on the other hand, is unfazed by the whole pregnancy thing. Her last birth, before we had her, was a set of triplets, so I guess she’s done with the whole amazement-at-baby-gymnastics gig. I will admit personally to being a little less amazed at every movement by the time pregnancy, say, seven rolled around.
Here’s Chardonnay chilling in the shade of the barn:
If you’re wondering why Selkie has a nice summer trim and Chardonnay is winter shaggy, I started to trim them both, but dropped and broke the trimmer in between goats! Arghh. Selkie was much, much shaggier though, so thankfully I did her first. I will naturally be posting birth stories and adorable baby goat pics any day now :-). Nothing like spring to bring back blogging motivation!