The boys and DH are just as in love, but not as "LET ME HOLD HIM" as Juju is. The oldest likes to try to teach him tricks and actually has him doing pretty well on a leash around the goat pasture area. My younger boy is more into poultry than the goats, dogs, or cats, but he likes to bury his face in his fur for a quick snuggle in the barn before heading off to check his birds.
I don't know what it is about this dog. I was never much of a dog person but he is different somehow. And it makes me so happy to see him out with the goats, walking behind them and curled up next to them in hay.
Today, I will be getting ready for football by filing my taxes . Then of course comes the making of Texas caviar and some banana bread before heading to mom and dad's for brats, hot wings, and some 49ers. I don't have much of a heavy pick for this game but I suppose I would like the 49ers over the Ravens. Hoping it is a good game either way, not one of those just turning over the ball back and forth for hours games.
Child humor moment of the day...my son and DH were driving home and son sees a road sign and busts up laughing. "Why would they post that!" he said. The sign read NO DUMPING and he thought it meant something else.
yup...sounds like my son when he was younger...dump was a terribly funny word back then...as was when someone mentioned loving the tinkle sound of their wind chimes
Oh...and hubby goes out of his way to not match any of my clothes...but I sneak them in since I kind of like it...at least for at home in the evening after a shower and watching tv and relaxing...not sure why...but I like it...and the more outlandish, the better
Pearce, I was wondering.. I think I asked you this before, but I can't remember.... what kind of meat birds are you raising?
I am getting ready to cross my Turken NN to my Red rangers and Rainbow girls. My girls are about 9-10 lbs... the roo is about 11lbs.
Wanting to get a nice tender bird. They are slow growing and pasture raised.... I may get some more heritage whites. I usually get to slaughter them at 5 1/2-7 lbs.
We have gotten our feet wet with the fast growing Cornish Crosses and I am going to be putting the Christmas chicks (all are BCMarans rooster crossed with Barred Rock, Ameraucana, Australorp, Cuckoo Marans, and Barnevelder) on the table to see how the family likes the flavor. They are actually quite big for only being a little over a month old, though not anywhere near what we would likely see with Cornish Crosses.
We all like the bland taste of the CCX, and it is far better tasting than the store bought ones.
But I would like to mix it up a bit, and really if I could get them onto our own bred and born birds, that would be great since we wouldn't have to order them from some other place. They might take a little longer to grow and need more feed of course, so not sure how that would balance out money-wise but we will see.
I did show the Turkens to DH and the kids....they laughed . I said, hey they are kinda ugly but I bet they taste great.
Been kind of absent this past week. I spent a lot of time getting plans and documents ready for having a sub the rest of the week. It is harder to not be here than to just come to work, especially in the middle of a unit on Shakespeare (we are reading Julius Caesar). I am very fortunate to have an excellent sub coming in who I know will follow the plans and engage the class in discussion.
Elliott's big surgery is tomorrow morning at 10. He is a little nervous but I went out and bought some coloring stuff and we told him he was going to get to stay home with mommy and play games and do crafts and stuff like that, which he is excited about. Alone time with mommy does not come by to often when you are the middle kid. I have to say, I am a bit anxious though. The first surgery will last about a hour and a half (repair the inguinal hernia and communicating hydrocele with surgeon #1). Then the second surgeon will be coming in to correct the partially undescended testicle, lasting another 1-2 hours depending on how easily it is fixed. There is something about handing over your child to people in blue gowns, letting them knock him out and operate on him, that puts a knot in your stomach. And it is a long operation which doesn't help. I know it will be fine but no matter how many times I say that, it won't make that feeling go away.
On the farm front, the goats are getting stir crazy I think. They are pretty much staying inside the barn because it keeps going back and forth between damp and muddy outside and bitter cold and windy outside. Every time I go in there, they are bickering with each other, and DinDin seems to be getting a kick out of pestering the girls. Could be early pregnancy hormones too I suppose (Rosie is a beast when she is pregnant and it seems to start early with her). The chickens are getting ancy too, and I tried to let them go out yesterday for a bit since it was at least in the 40s, but it was a bit too windy for their taste .
I talked to DH last night about getting three strands of hotwire run around the two separate fields and he is on board. Once we get more into spring weather, I will start looking around for options. It will be so nice to not have to worry as much about the dogs digging under the fence or goats ruining the fence from rubbing on it (the bumper boards help but they are still bending it up in several place which makes me ill after all of that hard work putting it up for them). We will also be better set up for getting more goats . I would like to have about 7 or 8 does and I think we may end up selling Rosie in there as some point. She is a decent pet quality doe and has a good udder, but she could be a better producer and her overall look doesn't thrill me. Lily (our only pygmy) will never leave our farm---she was the first one born here and is my sweetie pie.
Charlie is starting to act more like an LGD all the time. He barked this weekend! His voice is so deep, I didn't even realize it was him at first. I am not sure what he was barking at exactly, but I imagine some animal because he was looking out into the field. I tried him on a leash yesterday, just to see how he would do. Not too bad actually, better than our mutt does even and she has been on a leash since she was a puppy eight years ago. We did a quick walk around the property and he stayed at my side until we started back to the barn---they he wanted to run to his goaties.