SuburbanFarmChic
Overrun with beasties
Yeah that rabbit set up is better than the bedroom we had last year. At least the bunny barn is insulated. 
Roll Farms - Herdstock is over, and I'm feeling hung over, lol
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Sunny & the 5 egg layers
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That is one nice rabbit house!Love the curtains by the way! My chicken coop has curtains too.
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Yesterday.....
Got up, fed / milked, came back up and started getting shots ready for round 2 of kidding mamas (BoSe and CDT boosters).
My phone rings and it's a family who's bought goats from us in the past, who's doe kidded Sun. night and 'didn't have milk coming out in one side'. DH and I load up and head over w/ mastitis treatment stuff 'just in case' and ...yup, mastitis. She (the doe, not the caller) had to be hobbled and wrestled with to get treated....not a happy girl.
On the way home, my vet calls and asks me what my protocol is for pregnant doe care - any vitamins, etc. ....he has a nervous pygmy goat owner bugging him and wants my opinion.
Weds. we have mass coordinated this group effort where a lady's coming from IL to drop off a puppy and pick up a goat from me....she also may be picking up another goat from the customers above w/ the mastitis doe....the puppy is going to the guy who's buying Yoda from me...if you can keep all of that straight....come here and help me w/ it...lol.
So we get back from treating / 'advising treatment for' the mastitis doe, I email some links to the family, round up the shots, and start to head down to the barn...phone rings...it's the guy who's getting the puppy....he wants to let me know he's going to be here about 1pm Weds. for the dog...
Hang up, go give the shots, run back up here and change and get cleaned up, and get ready to go get feed @ TSC...I have to work there later, but my shoulder's shot from painting so I need DH to help me load the feed. Phone rings again, lady wanting info on dairy goats / milking / buying doelings from me. I talk as fast as I can and arrange another phone call w/ her today....hang up and head for TSC.
On the way there, my cell rings...it's a lady I know from TSC w/ a pregnant pygmy goat...wants to know what to do for her before she kids to ensure healthy babies....I laugh and ask if she'd called the vet...."Yes." I tell her that I'd already told him what to tell her, so just do what he said b/c it's what I'd told him. She asks a couple more questions and finally we hang up.
Get to TSC, load up the feed, run back home and I grab a bite to eat, then head in to work. I'm there for about an hr. and get a phone call from a guy who's coming to help DH tattoo his rabbits, wanting to know if DH is home. "Uh....he should be...why don't you call HIM???" (Our tattoo gun is too big for Silver Fox ears so until we get a smaller one ordered, we needed to use his b/c....oh yeah...there is a rabbit customer coming Weds., too....)
(Mind you our new ASM isn't crazy about me to begin with (she doesn't like that I get to 'choose' my hours) and of course she thinks I'm goofing off / getting personal phone calls....)
So I go back to slinging freight and...."KIM - call on line 3" goes over the speaker, ASM again.....and it's the mastitis lady wanting to know how to treat the goat....she'd forgotten what I told her and hadn't checked her email.
Even for this place, yesterday was just NUTS, I tell you....
Got up, fed / milked, came back up and started getting shots ready for round 2 of kidding mamas (BoSe and CDT boosters).
My phone rings and it's a family who's bought goats from us in the past, who's doe kidded Sun. night and 'didn't have milk coming out in one side'. DH and I load up and head over w/ mastitis treatment stuff 'just in case' and ...yup, mastitis. She (the doe, not the caller) had to be hobbled and wrestled with to get treated....not a happy girl.
On the way home, my vet calls and asks me what my protocol is for pregnant doe care - any vitamins, etc. ....he has a nervous pygmy goat owner bugging him and wants my opinion.
Weds. we have mass coordinated this group effort where a lady's coming from IL to drop off a puppy and pick up a goat from me....she also may be picking up another goat from the customers above w/ the mastitis doe....the puppy is going to the guy who's buying Yoda from me...if you can keep all of that straight....come here and help me w/ it...lol.
So we get back from treating / 'advising treatment for' the mastitis doe, I email some links to the family, round up the shots, and start to head down to the barn...phone rings...it's the guy who's getting the puppy....he wants to let me know he's going to be here about 1pm Weds. for the dog...
Hang up, go give the shots, run back up here and change and get cleaned up, and get ready to go get feed @ TSC...I have to work there later, but my shoulder's shot from painting so I need DH to help me load the feed. Phone rings again, lady wanting info on dairy goats / milking / buying doelings from me. I talk as fast as I can and arrange another phone call w/ her today....hang up and head for TSC.
On the way there, my cell rings...it's a lady I know from TSC w/ a pregnant pygmy goat...wants to know what to do for her before she kids to ensure healthy babies....I laugh and ask if she'd called the vet...."Yes." I tell her that I'd already told him what to tell her, so just do what he said b/c it's what I'd told him. She asks a couple more questions and finally we hang up.
Get to TSC, load up the feed, run back home and I grab a bite to eat, then head in to work. I'm there for about an hr. and get a phone call from a guy who's coming to help DH tattoo his rabbits, wanting to know if DH is home. "Uh....he should be...why don't you call HIM???" (Our tattoo gun is too big for Silver Fox ears so until we get a smaller one ordered, we needed to use his b/c....oh yeah...there is a rabbit customer coming Weds., too....)
(Mind you our new ASM isn't crazy about me to begin with (she doesn't like that I get to 'choose' my hours) and of course she thinks I'm goofing off / getting personal phone calls....)
So I go back to slinging freight and...."KIM - call on line 3" goes over the speaker, ASM again.....and it's the mastitis lady wanting to know how to treat the goat....she'd forgotten what I told her and hadn't checked her email.
Even for this place, yesterday was just NUTS, I tell you....
TTs Chicks
Loving the herd life
I'm tired just reading about your day !SuburbanFarmChic
Overrun with beasties
We have one of you at our TSC except her name is Liz. Anybody comes in with a question about what do I do for X and she's like, here buy this this and this and go to the grocery store and get this and by the way 1/2 of what you need we can put in your cart right now, we carry most of it here. I hope they realize that having a farm experienced person on staff instead of just high school kids makes a BIG difference and it brings people in.
Sunny & the 5 egg layers
Overrun with beasties
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You sound like a vet!
20kidsonhill
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He is handsome...................... and so is your husband. 
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The man's downright gettin' the big head, all you BYH hussies sayin' how handsome he is...and none of you care that he has GAS, and BAS (Bunny addiction syndrome).
I think TSC does appreciate me, judging from the number of phone calls I get when I'm not there asking me animal stuff....it's good to feel appreciated....
So I had hoped for a less-hectic day today. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
Went down and fed / milked, put away the 900# of feed from yesterday, came up and pasteurized, then cleaned out my silkie barn (since it was SO flippin' beautiful today) and let them wander a bit in the yard.
Then I got a call from the folks w/ the mastitis doe, one of their mamas rejected her kids (BAD GOAT) and she had bottle baby questions....
DH comes up from his bunny barn / electrical work and tells me he needs to go to Lowes for more stuff. I tell him, "Well, I need to go to Wally World, too....so let's just make one trip and you can buy me lunch." He then reminds me we need to run by the bank and the PO so....off we go.
My phone rings again....lady w/ some Nigerians she wants me to disbud...line that up for Saturday...thinking, "Don't we have something else to do Saturday???" but forgetting what it is...
Hang up from her...phone rings....again....A facebook friend wants to know if I'll take in her son's "the new has worn off and he won't take care of it" pet rabbit she doesn't want to mess with any more. Sure, what the heck....WHAT'S ONE MORE?? And he does have BAS so you know he won't say no....
She needs to come at 2pm.
It is now 12:30. There goes stopping for a nice lunch....so we zoom through all the errands, stop at a burger joint, and zip home, pulling in the drive at 1:59.....just in time for her to call and tell me she's going to wait and come at 3:30 when her son gets out of school.
So I help DH finish running the wire from the new bun barn to the old pole barn...and he knocks the ladder over and hurts his back. This will be fun, listening to him grunt and groan.....if any of you ladies who think he's so cute want to, you can come and get him....just bring him back when he feels better.
The friend shows up w/ the bunny and of course her kid's a brat and wants to see / mess w/ every critter here....
I get rid of her, then go down to do pm feeding / milking / etc.
Come up from that and hear a knock on the door....it's my BFF and her baby, just dropping by to visit for a minute. Take her down to see the bunny barn and come back up....there's a milk customer dropping off jugs. Then my phone rings again.......
It's the folks w/ the mastitis goat / rejected kids.....one of the kids has really 'weak legs', so I try to explain about bracing it and give up and tell him to just bring the kid on over...my friend leaves, he arrives, and we get the legs braced and off he goes, after arranging to have us come this weekend to disbud his 8 new babies.
Phone rings again and it's the lady w/ the Nigerians....wanting bottle feeding advice (she has a runt she's pulling b/c it's not getting enough milk.)
Hang up from her and *lightbulb* I remember about Saturday....we're supposed to go pick up 100 bales of hay. At the same time she's coming w/ the kids to be disbudded.
Call her back and tell her to come earlier, call the guy w/ the mastitis goat / rejected twins / weak legged kid and tell him we may have to reschedule...and he, god love him, offers to come and help us w/ the hay, since DH had told him his back was hurt.
This is one of those cases where I believe in Karma - I didn't help these people w/ all these issues they're having b/c I was looking for anything in return, but we will truly appreciate the help freely offered by him.
Now it's 7:30, I just got out of the bathtub, I'm going to make chipped-beef gravy and toast for dinner, take the phone off the hook......and play WWF until I fall asleep.
Tomorrow the IL lady's supposed to be here, along w/ the guy picking up the puppy. And who knows who / what all else....
I think TSC does appreciate me, judging from the number of phone calls I get when I'm not there asking me animal stuff....it's good to feel appreciated....
So I had hoped for a less-hectic day today. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
Went down and fed / milked, put away the 900# of feed from yesterday, came up and pasteurized, then cleaned out my silkie barn (since it was SO flippin' beautiful today) and let them wander a bit in the yard.
Then I got a call from the folks w/ the mastitis doe, one of their mamas rejected her kids (BAD GOAT) and she had bottle baby questions....
DH comes up from his bunny barn / electrical work and tells me he needs to go to Lowes for more stuff. I tell him, "Well, I need to go to Wally World, too....so let's just make one trip and you can buy me lunch." He then reminds me we need to run by the bank and the PO so....off we go.
My phone rings again....lady w/ some Nigerians she wants me to disbud...line that up for Saturday...thinking, "Don't we have something else to do Saturday???" but forgetting what it is...
Hang up from her...phone rings....again....A facebook friend wants to know if I'll take in her son's "the new has worn off and he won't take care of it" pet rabbit she doesn't want to mess with any more. Sure, what the heck....WHAT'S ONE MORE?? And he does have BAS so you know he won't say no....
She needs to come at 2pm.
It is now 12:30. There goes stopping for a nice lunch....so we zoom through all the errands, stop at a burger joint, and zip home, pulling in the drive at 1:59.....just in time for her to call and tell me she's going to wait and come at 3:30 when her son gets out of school.
So I help DH finish running the wire from the new bun barn to the old pole barn...and he knocks the ladder over and hurts his back. This will be fun, listening to him grunt and groan.....if any of you ladies who think he's so cute want to, you can come and get him....just bring him back when he feels better.
The friend shows up w/ the bunny and of course her kid's a brat and wants to see / mess w/ every critter here....
I get rid of her, then go down to do pm feeding / milking / etc.
Come up from that and hear a knock on the door....it's my BFF and her baby, just dropping by to visit for a minute. Take her down to see the bunny barn and come back up....there's a milk customer dropping off jugs. Then my phone rings again.......
It's the folks w/ the mastitis goat / rejected kids.....one of the kids has really 'weak legs', so I try to explain about bracing it and give up and tell him to just bring the kid on over...my friend leaves, he arrives, and we get the legs braced and off he goes, after arranging to have us come this weekend to disbud his 8 new babies.
Phone rings again and it's the lady w/ the Nigerians....wanting bottle feeding advice (she has a runt she's pulling b/c it's not getting enough milk.)
Hang up from her and *lightbulb* I remember about Saturday....we're supposed to go pick up 100 bales of hay. At the same time she's coming w/ the kids to be disbudded.
Call her back and tell her to come earlier, call the guy w/ the mastitis goat / rejected twins / weak legged kid and tell him we may have to reschedule...and he, god love him, offers to come and help us w/ the hay, since DH had told him his back was hurt.
This is one of those cases where I believe in Karma - I didn't help these people w/ all these issues they're having b/c I was looking for anything in return, but we will truly appreciate the help freely offered by him.
Now it's 7:30, I just got out of the bathtub, I'm going to make chipped-beef gravy and toast for dinner, take the phone off the hook......and play WWF until I fall asleep.
Tomorrow the IL lady's supposed to be here, along w/ the guy picking up the puppy. And who knows who / what all else....
elevan
Critter Addict ♥
Ok...I'm tired now...
Queen Mum
N.E.R.D.
Oh, (Blushing bright red) I thought she was talking about the rabbit when she asked about the beard.redtailgal said:
