I’ve had a rough few days but today am fighting my way back, yet again.
I made it out to clean Mister’s stall and brought him in the back yard to graze for a bit. I seriously need to do something about the weeds. It’s out of control from all the years of neglect. It was good to see Mister though. He was happy to see me too and came trotting up when I whistled for him.
I’m a bit stressed out about getting the chicken pen fixed. It’s something I can’t do and Randy keeps putting it off. The rabbits and chickens can’t stay on the porch much longer. One doe is due to kindle the first week in September and I have no place for her. The chicks are fast outgrowing their trough. They are stinky too. Yup. Stressed.