Had some residual brainfog and was a little wobbly but it eventually went away. It was a great day as I got a short text, out of the blue for no reason from my son.
Boone has been doing good with being proofed on his “sit” “down stays” and “recall” in the back yard but he’s not yet ready for the front so I keep the longline on.him.
Randy got up at 4 this morning to meet the boss in Burns as his wife just had surgery in Bend.
He got called out on another fire and had to swap equipment. A new one just popped up between us and Burns. Hope it doesn’t find its way to our valley as Randy has the horse trailer full of trash and there is no way to get Mister out. I would hate to nurture him for 30 years only to lose him to a fire.
Hope I am strong enough to harvest some of the rabids today and get a couple of the does bred. I will need Randy’s help as I am too short to reach him to lift him out. I have to step up on a cement block to put him in and take him out again and with my balance and holding onto a struggling, scratching rabid it’s an accident waiting to happen!
Might seem silly but being up here in solitary confinement, it meant the world to me that he would think about me and just text me that for no special reason. It made my day
Boone and I had to feed last night. I struggled with the hay flakes off of the 800lb bale and trying to throw them over the fence. I don’t have any arm strength now after tearing my bicep tendon off. They reattached it but we can’t get any physical therapy where we live.
I had Fen help me with all of the ducks. He did okay walking up the rows behind them but when I set him in a sit stay to act as a wall, he bailed on me as soon as they turned the cotner snd headed his direction. He’s still traumatized by the roosters attacking him. Poor guy. It’s gonna take time to build his confidence. I wish I could figure how to get a few of them to the round pen….
I took another header but it didn’t hurt so much as the dirt was soft