I'm bummed out . I was right in middle of getting my gear on to go outside for the day when my mom called and we started talking summer plans already. We have a fishing weekend in upper Michigan planned for the beginning of June and I realized that if I bred my does today, especially given that they kidded earlier than 150 last year, I'd probably be on a boat in the middle of a lake when babies hit the ground. Don't know why I forgot that but we are postponing our attempt for a few weeks. Glad she called when she did. Still wish we were able to go through with it though---the sooner I get my hands on some new babies, the better and I am anxious to see what our new bucks give us. DH is making fun of me a bit---says I am weird for being peeved over goats not having sex. Well, when you put it that way.... .
Got a lot done anyway and I love love love fishing. Those lake perch are the tastiest things and just being in a cabin in the woods is so relaxing.
Chicken pen is cleaned, changed out Charlie's bedding, and had a little bonfire to burn it all. Charlie got to run around with the goats for most of the afternoon and did great with them. After awhile, he disappeared and I looked around the corner of the barn to see him starting to doze off in my tomato garden---wore himself out.
Sad day. My little Old English Rooster died. Nugget was the coolest bird. He loved people and would come running for petting anytime we were in the barn. My son Elliott is pretty upset (Nugget was technically his bird but we all loved that little guy). I am trying not to be so upset. I care for our birds I don't have any real favorites or that I'd say I just love except for this little guy.